[a/n]Complements of James "How about one where Harry and Hermione snap at Molly when she jokes about using love potions?" I did want to make some replies to reviews, but travel has done something screwy to some of my controls. So, next time.

Harry Does Different D

Bad Wheezes

"I do not see why the two of you cannot settle into good Ministry positions." Molly had been convinced, reluctantly, to join her wayward progeny on an excursion to their place of business. It was some months after the Battle of Hogwarts and the Alley was slowly recovering from the economic downturn Voldemort's reign had caused.

To this, even the prim Hermione had to sigh "Mrs. Weasley, much as I hate to admit it, this hooligan is the center of a renaissance, responsible businessman who could be important to future advancement."

"Way to wound a man." Complained George as he pulled his wand "Unlocking spell"

Hermione gave a scornful laugh "Standard book of spells, chapter seven? You cannot seriously think that provides security. Ha!"

"As you wish my dear. Lock! Admit us, if you would be so kind." the now lone twin restored his store's overnight protections with a flourish.

She did so, and immediately yelped "AHH! My hand is blue! How did you do that?"

"Standard book of spells, chapter seven." Came dry rejoinder. George then used exactly the same unlock spell and the door obligingly creaked open "Let that be a lesson to you, Miss Granger."

Mrs. Weasley looked around, deeply engrossed, just as soon as she entered "This place is huge! Can you pay for all this?"

"Knuts go out and Galleons come in." he replied airily. And to the younger witch's worried look at her miscolored hand "Don't worry Smurfette, it'll return to normal pretty quick."

Hermoine was now left wondering, besides the minor curse ending, just how much the two societies overlapped.

"Just opening George?" it was slightly later that Aurors Harry and Ron walked in feeling quite official in their new status. They quickly approached the little tour "It is great isn't it?"

Mrs. Weasley did scoff at one fairly substantial display "Really? Love potions? I grant they help slightly when one is already somewhat taken with another. It did take a wee drop of brew to get your father, bless his heart, to see the light a few decades back now."

"LALALAL-LALALALA" Ron had his fists in his ears, chanting "Not listening! Not listening! Not listening!"

Hermione found his reaction annoying, but very deserving of giggles.

"I don't much like the notion." Harry's whole stance displayed tense near-anger "That stuff …there's a lot of great gags in here… but that messes with people's heads."

Mrs. Weasley looked displeased. George waved dismissively "Rubbish. All in clean fun. Girls give that daft boy a reason for a second look! Boys you deserve a shot with your crush!" Hermione looked thoughtful. While Ron, rather perceptively, noted the change in tone.

"Do you know that's just how Voldemort got his start?" asked Harry, generating a palpable silence.

George shivered melodramatically "Really don't want to picture him with a girl, mate. Kind of upsets the morning repast, if you catch my meaning."

"I don't mean HIM doing it, ya lunk!" snapped Harry, trying hard not to laugh or be nauseated himself "NO, what I'm saying is that's how Tom Riddle Jr. came to be. Fathered by a Muggle man love-potioned by the last-surviving near-squib descendant of Slytherin."

Mrs. Weasley frowned disapprovingly "I hardly think teenagers having a little - -"

"I know what I'm talking about, ma'am." He cut her off "I've seen the memories like I was there back in the 20s. Merope feeding Tom Sr. with the stuff. And forgetting …or whatever… to do so as soon as she got pregnant. Guy left as soon as he could."

This displeased her even further, complaining "That was no real man. Walking away from his wife and baby like that. I do not excuse the - - -You-Know-Who, understand; most unfortunate way to start life."

"I suppose I see where Harry's coming from." Hermione admitted reluctantly "If pushed too far, like with …V- -Tom… you could think it a form of the Imperius. And I don't think anyone wants that."

George didn't like the direction of the conversation "It's a real money-maker guys!"

"I don't much see the harm, overall." Ron injected.

Harry snorted in disbelief "Really Ronald!?" he had to affect a Hermione tone "Two words - -Romilda Vane- -"

"But then maybe I wouldn't've got 'Mione." He mumbled defensively "So it all worked out. In the end."

Harry countered sarcastically "Right, Mr. Vane."

"How about this?" The businessman felt multiple shades of anxiety "I can post on the shelves that it's not for longterm use. It's really only a super seller near Valentine's Day, but it DOES make a killing. Like Yule trees in December. Even see if I can do something with the formula. Can I at least THINK about it?"

Harry ultimately shrugged on the matter "I have to admit, I am liking the dividend checks being the silent partner and all. How about I …we… don't discuss this outside these walls and see what develops. Right? Meanwhile, I wonder if there isn't a way to actually test for it in a person?"

"Well George!" Mrs. Weasley declared sunnily "This place does grow on one. Can we move on? What are those flashy thingies over that way?"

Pleased with his mother's apparent approval, George eagerly gestured "I'll show you. Come on, everyone! Just circle around thataway."

"Hold up Mione." Harry's voice had an undertone of urgency that was only emphasized by the use of the nickname. After allowing the Weasleys to move off he asked "Odd ain't it? Molly seems to have potioned Arthur. At least once. You end up with Ron, me drooling after Ginny while she was dating Dean."

She did not even bother with the nickname that mildly irritated her, asking "What are you saying, Harry?"

"Not entirely sure, except …like I said… It's just odd." He replied, not the first time the remark was used between them "Now, after Dumbledore explained why Snape needed to teach me Occlumency, a few other details came up. Completely trained, which I'm not. At least quite yet. Not to Mad-Eye's standard, anyway. It does tell you whether or not there's an intrusion in your mind. I've been feeling something …deep down… that I can't get to."

She shook her head, and replied "I'm confused. What does that have to do with being here?"

"The Headmaster never mentioned it would work with potions. Maybe just didn't come up. And I certainly didn't get that kind of training from Snape." Said Harry, ending with a bit of the Potions Master sneer "But, I guess it applies for compulsion potions too. Snape taught, well assigned, some. And then we hear Mrs. Weasley kid about it. Like I said …odd."

Hermione tapped her teeth with her wand for a minute, glanced at the still well out of hearing Weasleys. "And what are you suggesting?"

"Any recent …odd… needs or wants come over you?" he asked, a glance strayed to the redheads "Like in the Chamber, for instance? And, no, I'm not accusing either Ginny or Ron. Call them, persons of interest, at the moment."

To this she laughed sourly "To much American TV. Dursleys? What should we do?"

"Who else?" Answering the first question, then pausing to think "Avoid eating or drinking around the Burrow for a bit. Get tested for potions in our bodies. I don't think we should goto the same Healer; and certainly not together. Hate to quote Snape, but given our celebrity, maybe don't even do it in Britain."

She scoffed "Honestly, Harry, that sounds completely paranoid.

"Constant vigilance, gel, Constant vigilance.' His tone lightly mocking.

As she glared back, witheringly, the approach of redheads cut off her voice. And merely nodded.