A/N: I'm baaaaaaack! I write short chapters :/ Sorry. But, I hope you like!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. *tear*
Hannah and Hermione sat in the Common Room with Ron. Hermione was in his lap, and Hannah was spawled across it, with her head resting on Hermione's knees.
"Hannah?" Ron asked.
"Mm?"
"Shouldn't the twins have an antidote by now?"
Hannah shrugged.
As if on cue, the twins owl, Zonko, flew through the window.
'Harry/Hannah.
The antidote is almost ready. About, two or three weeks. Please don't kill us when you're back to normal. We have lifes to fufil and a shop to run.
But, anyway, it's almost Christmas break, so you can take the antidote at the Burrow if you like. We're working as fast as we can.
Alright, tell Ickle Ronniekins and Mia we say hi.
P.S: PIck up any guys with that pretty face? ;)
-Fred and George'
"I do like the nickname Mia.." Hermione said as Hannah finished reading it aloud to them.
Hannah stood up and did a little happy dance.
When she stopped she blsuhed and said, "You saw nothing."
Ron and Hermione laughed.
"Gimme a quill and some parchment, I'll write em back." Hannah said. Ron passed her the requested items, and she wrote;
'Dear Fred and George,
Yes! I can't stand this anymore, getting the weird looks in the hall, the girls insisting on me being a dress up doll, and everything.
I won't kill you...most likely.
Depends on how the last few weeks go.
I'll see you at the Burrow than.
Harry
P.S: Draco Malfoy still can't look me in the eye ;)'
And sent it off.