I came down to make Harry breakfast in bed and have become totally distracted by this article in the Daily Prophet. I don't know if should kill Fred and George or laugh"Morning, Mate."I jump at the sound of Harry's voice and try to quickly fold up the Prophet. "Morning, Harry," I hate the squeak in my voice. "Are we going to try the wand today?""I need food," Harry grins and straddles me in the chair. "Someone wore me out last night and I've worked up quite an appetite."I blush and roll my eyes. "Mate that last time was your idea," I grin at him and waggle my eyebrows. "I have to admit that feeling your Quiddtich gloves on my cock was brilliant."I pull him in for a kiss and try to stuff the Prophet into the rubbish bin. He pulls away and arches his eyebrow, "Why are you trying to hide the Prophet from me?"I blush and move it out of his reach, "I'm not.""You are too," Harry frowns and reaches for it.The chair spills backwards as he shifts his weight on my lap. We fall into a heap on the floor and he grabs the Prophet from my had. He reads quickly, his eyes scanning the page, and I watch as they widen and his mouth falls open. "Fred and George," I mutter. "Got us into a bit of a--""Lavender Brown! Me and Lavender Brown!""Better than Eloise," I mutter and shift underneath him. "Maybe Lavender will send you a necklace."
Blinding red lights shoots from the wand and I watch the workshop become totally engulfed in magic. There shed explodes, the force sending Harry and I flying across the back yard, and we land in a heap next to several gnomes who poke me in the head and grunt."Bloody fuck," I groan and watch the sky begin to spin. "What the hell was that?"Harry's silent, his shoulders shake, and I look over at him to see he's laughing."You..workshop...blown up..." he wheezes and I pull my wand from my pocket to run it over him. "You...flew... workshop...Aunt Marge..."His vitals check out fine but I think the fall as addled his brain. "Harry?""That," Harry sits up and wipes his eyes. "Funny.""Harry," Remus calls out from across the grounds. "I wouldn't define that as funny.""Oh come on Remus," Tonks laughs. "Watching them fly about like fairies was quite amusing.""Don't encourage the two of them, Tonks.""Shite!" I mutter under my breath. "We're in big trouble.""Hi ya, Remus," Harry begins his voice trailing off when Remus frowns. "Boys," Remus shakes his head. "I thought that I could trust you. I thought you were more responsible than this.""What I want to know," Tonks grins. "Is who made the polyjuice and who took your place at the Minister's ceremony?"