Slowly the couple made their way downstairs as the delicious scent of the evening meal wafted up into their nostrils. Once on the ground floor they headed towards the lounge, knowing that's where everyone congregated just before dinner was served.
Walking towards the door that led to the lounge they could hear soft, barely detectable muttering coming from behind an alcove.
"Just watch Potter, Hermione will be mine. Fucking idiot thinking he can steal my witch and get away with it. Stupid fucking dickheads of a family, just you wait I will prove to you, that Ron Weasley is to be feared. Potter it's on. I'd watch my back if I were you, you never know when I might strike." Came the easily recognizable sound of the youngest male Weasley.
Though his hiding place was not the most concealed he failed to notice his two best friends stopping meters away from where he stood, whispering scathingly to himself.
Glancing sideways to the person stood next to them, Harry and Hermione shared a look, that slowly took on a more mischievous front alas they remembered just what the twins had in store for their dear ickle Ronnikins.
"Mia, should we get the Twins and Ginny to bump the plan up a few days? Teach Ron a lesson. Personally I can't wait to see what they have in store for the bastard." Harry said, envisioning the look on the red heads face.
"I concur Harry. Now where to find them, you still haven't told me what they have got lined up for out 'best friend" She answered emphasizing the 'best friend' part with air quotes.
Resuming their walk towards the lounge, Harry and Hermione left Ron to his nonsensical mutterings of revenge. Reaching the lounge they found nearly the whole household sat around enjoying themselves either talking with those closest to them or engaged in a game of wizard's (Hermione still finds the game totally barbaric even after 6 years), although in the Twins case they were spending interlude before dinner was to be served by, sitting in the far corner of the room whispering betweens themselves wearing equally devilish smiles plastered on their faces. Leaving no doubt in many people's minds that they should be careful of the things they eat and drink in the next couple of days.
"Fred, George, we have some information that may just bring the timeline of a couple of pranks forward, by a few days." Harry said, effectively curving the Twins interests his way, instead of their latest invention.
"Go on Harry."
"On our way here we had the displeasure of over hear the sound of your dear fuck up of a brother's voice plotting to exact revenge on me." The smile that had only minutes before graced the Twins face, was now firmly set on Harry's. "Is it possible to bring the prank up a few days? He has to be put in his place before, he becomes far too much to bare."
"Will do Harry, just give us 20 minutes to get everything set up and operation pansy boy, can go ahead." Fred and George answered together, before jumping up out of their seats and leaving the same way Harry and Hermione had just entered.
Thundering steps were, what followed Fred and George as they headed towards their bedroom. Quickly they gathered the items needed for Operation Pansy Boy to be a success. Once they had what they needed they apparated into the kitchen to tamper with the dinner prepared by Mrs. Weasley.
"Okay Gred everything is in place just need to get the antidote into everyone else besides ickle Ronnikins."
"Back to the lounge, Sir Forge"
"Lead the way Sir Gred."
Making their way out the kitchen as quickly and as silently as possible, still afraid that if their mother was to catch them, the healers at St Mungo's would be still trying to correct the damage in six months time, that's if they were lucky. After managing to get back into the lounge, with no one being any the wiser. The Twins set about handing out the Pumpkin juice, they had conjured to conceal the antidotes taste leaving the drink none the wiser.
Reaching the Harry and Hermione, who had been joined by Ginny at some point during their excursion, George handed each of them a glass of the juice.
"It's just pumpkin juice with antidote to what we put in the food. It neutralizes the effect of the potion." Fred explained as he and George downed theirs in one large mouthful.
Seeing no lasting effects on the Twins everyone else started to drink their Pumpkin juice also.
"Now the party has really begun, we just need to wait for the main piece of entertainment."
"Fred, George just what have you got in store for Ron? Harry won't tell me and neither will Ginny." Hermione asked, curious as to what was making the grins on their faces grow so large that they could have powered a small village in the Highlands.
Hermione, Hermione we have a new product, which conveniently needs to be tested before it's sold commercially. This is the perfect opportunity to test the product as we know the antidotes works." George replied.
"Yes I understand that you need to test your products, but when are you going to tell me what it does?" All she got in return was 4 very large devilish grins, almost, almost making her feel sorry for whatever they had in store for the unsuspecting red head.
Huffing at the lack of response, she opted to sink back into the chair and pout at the lack of knowledge. These actions caused the 4 grinning people surrounding her to burst out into chuckles.
As their laughter died down, Mrs. Weasley poked her head into the room to announce that dinner was ready.
"Like we said show time."
They got up to leave the rapidly clearing room, to follow the precession in front, into the kitchen as they waited for Mrs. Weasley to place the steaming dishes onto the table, before they tucked into her famous beef stew.
Whilst all but five of the people who sat at the table dug into the food before them, they waited with abated breath, as they watched the youngest male Weasley tuck into the food as if it was his last meal on this earth.
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