Harry, Ginny, and Arthur arrived at the Apparition point. Harry looked over at the Burrow. It was smaller than it had been just seven years later. There had been some extensions to make the home snugger for the many couples it now contained. He blushed as he recalled Ginny's room was certainly big enough for the two of them in their current state. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her pale cheek, and chuckled as her freckled face lit up red as her hair. He loved when that happened. Arthur shook his head and pushed the pair on towards the house.

"Be careful Harry. We still don't know who is all time shifted and who is not. Remember, you're not even Ginny's boyfriend yet, let alone her husband."

The minx beside him tossed him a wink. "Please, in my head I was already Mrs. Ginevra Molly Potter. Harry was just a little slow on the uptake."

His heart raced. He really wished she wouldn't wink at him like that in her younger form. Then they heard a scream from the kitchen. They raced off to see what was going on.

Meanwhile, George woke to a pillow hitting his face. He looked up to see an angry Percy staring at him. "Why do I look eighteen again, George? Did you slip a new potion in my soup last night?"

George blinked blearily at his brother. "No, but I wish I were clever enough to have made something like that. Perhaps it was Harry, he did just come back from a raid. I always said he had the latent talent of the Marauders. Haven't I always said that, Angie?"

There was no response from the room at large.

"Angie? Where are you?" George called again to no response.

"Audrey wasn't here either when I woke up." Percy sighed as he turned on the light and froze in place. He had noticed two very important details of the room. Gone was the queen-sized bed that George and Angelina shared. Instead, there was two twin side beds next to each other again. And one of them was empty. The other detail however pushed this fact to the back of his mind as he noticed that George was sixteen again.

"So, it's not just me that was pranked. You're younger too." Percy pointed out.

"That's crazy," George scoffed. "I didn't even have the soup! Wait a moment; do you think it could be that spell? The one that sent red light flooding the house?"

"I think it's a possibility we cannot rule out." Percy responded and then all thought was lost as a shout came from downstairs. It sounded like Ron. Percy and George kicked into big brother mode and rushed down the stairs.

Molly Weasley sat up, noticing that Arthur had not come back from his trip upstairs yet. She frowned as she got up and donned a dressing gown. Even on a bad day, Harry and Ginny were not really the fighting types. It should not have taken him long at all to settle them down and get them back in each other's graces. She was just at the door when she heard a shout come from Ronald. She pushed open the door and rushed downstairs, pushing Percy and George out of the way. She reached the bottom of the stairs as the door open and Arthur came in, followed by Harry and Ginny. Well, children that looked exactly like Harry and Ginny anyways. Molly rolled her eyes.

"Harry, how many times have I told you not to eat anything George gives you? And Ginevra, you should know better. Now look at you, teenagers again. We'll try to sort you out once we make sure Heromine hasn't killed Ron."

"Why would I kill my husband, Molly?" A voice came from the stairs and Molly turned to see a bleary-eyed Heromine on the stairs. So not in the kitchen with her youngest son. George and Percy were right behind her. To Molly's horror, they were all younger too. "Also why am I younger, George?"

George put on his best innocent look. "Would I really do something like this? I mean, yes I would. But no, this is not my doing. I had thought it was Harry, and that is why our sweet sister was on the war path this morning."

Harry paled as he reached up and touched his own ear. Molly felt her eyes drawn to the place where there should have been a hole in George's head. There was instead a pale and freckled ear.

"Oh, my boy!" Molly wailed and threw her arms around George. "Whole again at last!"

"Mum, your crushing Forge." A voice said from the kitchen door. "Also, what do you mean by whole at last? Did he finally reclaim the missing half of the brain I stole when we were in the womb?"

Everyone turned to look at the speaker. No doubt, this was the source of Ron's shout of surprise. Fred Gideon Weasley stood before them, looking proud of his dig on his twin.

"What's wrong everyone, you look like you have seen a ghost…" He was cut off as the entire Weasley clan enveloped him in a tight hug.