"Does that fox have a friend!" I heard Lee shout behind me.

"Freddy I'm scared of her. She's too wild."

"It's ok to be a wimp baby I still love you." I said as I patted George's face.

"Take me home." I stuck my arm out to Fred and he apparated me home. George appeared within seconds of us and we all went upstairs.

"Harley what have I done to be blessed with you?"

"It was a mistake of mine, but it payed off in the end."

Fred made my bag big again and I reached into it. I pulled out a weed tray, a pack of blunts and my weed. I sat on the bed and broke down the buds. I got the grinder, but that would be good for the bowl or bong.

I layed all the weed into the blunt and rolled it up. "I suppose you boys are weed virgins."

"Yes. Never took an intrest." George said as his eyes shifted back and forth.

"Well try it with me today. I want to see what it does for you two." I said as I lit it.

George sat to the left of me and Fred to the right. I took a large puff and passed it to Fred. "Puff and hold." I said. Fred puffed it and held the smoke while I passed it to George. George puffed and tried to hold it, but he began coughing.

His eyes bugged out and I saw the puff of smoke behind Fred as he ran out of the room. George continued to cough and Fred came back with a garbage can. George puked in the can and Fred took it back to puff again.

I smoked on it for a minute while George threw up. I got up and looked around the kitchen realizing that we had the ingredients for chicken gumbo.

I decided that I would smoke and cook for the boys. I pulled out an ashtray and put the blunt in it while I chopped the chicken. "George!" He trudged into the room haphazardly.

I finished chopping the chicken and washed my hands. I gave him some butterbeer and offered the blunt. He shook his head vigerously and I still made him take it.

"Your one of those people that can't smoke with a dry throat. Hit it again. I promise if you puke I wont bother you about it again."

George took a small puff and seemed to have no trouble. "There you go. You just have to smoke a different way then us."

I threw the chicken in the pan while the boys smoked the blunt. I smoked more while I stirred the chicken I went to the stationary table and grabbed a pen and paper.

I wrote a note to Lee Jordan and tied it to their owls foot. Just as I was getting ready to keave the kitchen a boot fell onto the table from a different owl with no note.

"It's a portkey." George said. "Take her. I will finish dinner."

"I can go after I'm done." I told him.

"It's ok. Just go you guys." He told us. I checked my hair, threw on my traveling cloak and grabbed Fred's hand. He changed my hair color then looked at me.

"Touch the portkey." He told me. We touched the boot together and I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. Magic rushed all around us and we Hogwarts at a place that I assumed was just outside the wards.

We walked the trail to the castle and I looked at the magic school that I loved for so many years. When we got inside Professor McGonnogall was waiting just inside the door.

"Hello Harlene. In a rare instance an adult has apeared on our roster for this year and we were happy to find that you have already been exposed to magic."

"Yes. The Weasley Twins have been most gracious hosts."

"Well the Headmaster has some things planned for you. Please follow me to his office."

We walked down the currently empty halls and made our way to the Headmaster's office. After a whispered password of 'icepops' we headed up the staircase.

I walked in to see Professor Snape talking to Professor Dumbledore. They both looked at us upon entry and Snape's eyes widened briefly before returning to his normal visage.

"Hello. Harlene Quinzel. I understand you are 23 years old?"

"Yes."

"Very good. I have a small apartment here in the castle set up for you. You will start your studies here at Hogwarts within a day or so and I will have you personally intern for Professor Snape and Madam Pomfrey."

"Also there is a area of production that I need you for and you will be well compensated for your time." Fred said.

"Yes that reminds me...Paid intern!"