"So we were about to make the sale to this witch with this purple hat and this monstrous wart on her nose when this bloke wearing plus fours and a housecoat comes running in and demands we stop the sale."

"Why in the world would he do that?"

"I'm getting there. Be patient!"

Hermione sat further back into the cushions of the couch at the Burrow and scowled at Ron then George.

"Anyway, before the Brilliant one interrupted, we were about to sell her a supply of love potions and this weird looking wizard comes running in an demands we stop our sale to her." George grinned. "He runs to the counter, completely red like a tomato, bursting the seams on his housecoat and insists that she not make that purchase because he was already madly in love with her and he just had to let her know that."

"And sure enough, she started crying and he took her in his arms."

"Sounds dreadful," Harry quipped from the floor by the fireplace. Ginny was settled in next to Harry, holding Teddy. It was their Friday night to keep him while Andromeda had dinner with friends down in London.

"They were sloppy with one another, almost as bad as those fiends on the couch there."

"Oy! We're not that bad, not by a mile!"

"Speak for yourself, dear brother. I know what I've seen and it's positively scandalous!"

Hermione twisted her wand and George scowled before rubbing his bum. "I wasn't talking about you, Hermione. I was talking about that Sod sitting next to you. He was just positively dreadful some days, mostly before your letter came in while you were off at school."

Hermione stowed her wand in her sleeve. "Sorry."

"Maybe," George cheeked back.

"Mum, can you get me a bottle? Teddy seems to be getting restless."

The baby in her arms was starting to fuss. He had been asleep during dinner but since it was later in the evening, he was due for a meal. "Harry, can you get your cloak. You know how he sometimes gets."

"Yeah, sure."

Harry stood up from the floor and went to his rucksack. He quickly returned and draped Ginny with it. She pulled it around her body and over Teddy. But his mewling was growing louder. "I don't think this is gonna work tonight."

She slid the cloak off her shoulders and Teddy's hair had turned a vibrant shade of Pink.

"Oh Merlin." Molly gasped in shock from the doorway with the bottle in her hands.

"George, do something."

"I dunno what I can do, Mum. Last time I checked, I'm not a bird. I can't feed the little bleeder."

Teddy's cries grew louder with every passing second.

"Shut it, you. Someone, think of something."

Hermione stood up and gave Ginny a serious look. She took a deep breath before waving the wand over her head. The family turned and looked at her and she saw the gobsmacked expressions on all of their faces.

"Hand him here, along with the bottle."

Screaming Teddy was handed over to Hermione who had changed her bushy dark brown hair into candy floss pink hair. She opened her top just slightly, so Teddy would have some skin against his cheek. With the bottle in hand and him in her arms, she started feeding him while slowly rocking him in her arms.

Ron turned to her. "Bloody hell, how'd you do that?" Hermione saw the huge grin on his face. "Oh, right, brilliant witch who loves to read. No spell she can't do." He put his fingers on the edge of her hair and laughed uncomfortably. "It feels like your hair but it looks like candy floss."

"I learned it from Lavender, of all people."

"Oh."

"But I learned the official one while we were gone. I thought it might be useful if we didn't want to use a draught of Polyjuice potion. It's a modified glamor charm for a temporary change. It's not that serious but he needed it."

"You have got to teach me that! He does that when he gets really hungry and cranky." Harry was still in awe, watching Hermione feeding Teddy from the couch.

Hermione smiled at the couple on the floor. "I need to teach you that before Ginny and I go off to Hogwarts. I also need to teach you the counter-charm so you aren't stuck with pink hair for the rest of the day."

"Me, with pink hair? You're mad."

"The counter-spell is trickier than the charm itself. If you perform it wrong, it's stuck that way for a week unless you go to St. Mungo's. Technically, it's a spell damage issue. That's why I was hesitant to do it." She looked down at the baby in her arms, finally content while taking his meal from the bottle. "He's worth it, I think."

"He is," Arthur smiled back at Hermione. "He's one of our own, even if he's not a Weasley."

The gathering watched Teddy's hair turn from candy floss pink to a bright shade of ginger.

"I reckon he's a Weasley, right there."