Babysitting the Weasley Twins

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

        Fred and George both still sat stunned at the bookworm's language as she began to pace around the room in a panic.

        "What did you guys do?" She turned to the now young boys. Fred and George shared a look as she analyzed their faces.

        They knew she was looking at their eyes to tell them apart. Fred's eyes were a ocean blue while George's were more of a midnight blue. They were surprised when Hermione pointed out that their eyes were were the way she told them apart. Obviously she had seen Fred's ocean eyes because next thing they knew, she was turned to him with a scowl.

        "Fredrick Gideon Weasley, What did you do? I know your the one who makes the potions." She asked in a stern voice.

        The boys had the decency to look sheepish. They looked at her before looking down at their clothes around them. Hermione realized that they had no clothes on and her face flushed. She used wandless magic to accio her wand to her. She then shrank their uniforms onto them and the clothes soon fit the boys again. She put her wand into her now messy bun.

         George started trying to stand to walk over to explain, but was not accustomed to using smaller, thinner legs and began to fall forward. Hermione quickly jumped forward to catch the younger twin. She picked him up and set him on her hip, as they both were the size of four year olds despite being the age of five.

        Damn, why did we have to be so small at this age? Fred asked himself as his brother got held my Hermione. He saw George smile as he played with a curl that had fallen from Hermione's neat bun. He felt envy flow through him.

        "You alright Georgie?" Hermione asked the boy sweetly. The boy gave her a toothy grin in return. He tried to form proper words, but his speech was still a bit jumbled, and his tongue couldn't pronounce some words or letters.

        "Yes Mi-Nee, I ok." He said in a cute high pitched voice. He internally cringed at the sound and the fact that he called her Mi-Nee. Instead of getting mad though, Hermione let out a giggle. The boys gazed at her as she shook her head, still chuckling.

        "You sound so cute" she said as she booped his nose, unable to help herself. "We should get you to Headmistress Mcgonagall. Freddie, can you walk yet? I know your parents and Older brothers said that you would usually be able to learn things before George could." She asked the other boy as she saw him try to get up. He steadied himself and began to walk, still rather wobbly, over to Hermione and George.

        "Here, I will continue to hold George with my right arm and I will hold your hand with my other one." She held a hand out to Fred, which he took immediately. She walked them both out months room and into the hallway.

        Well, so much for the feeling in my prankster bones Fred thought to himself as they walked down the corridor. I am never listening to that feeling again.
        George on the other hand, was taking full advantage of being in Hermione's arms. He had his head resting on her shoulder, face nearly touching her neck. One hand wrapped around her neck as the other played with the same curl from before. Hermione had her hand on his back, keeping him in place. He looked down to see his twin giving him jealous glances.

        "I have no clue how you did this Freddie, but I just hope it reverses soon." She sighed "although, I have to admit, you two look absolutely adorable." The looked down and gave him a soft smile. Fred smiled back up at her, tightening his grip on her larger hand.

        Once they reached the gargoyle that led to the Headmistress' office, Hermione stopped them.

        "Tabby Cat" she said to the gargoyle, who allowed them into the chambers. Hermione walked in with the twins. Sitting in a large chair at a desk was the former professor Mcgonagall, who was appointed headmistress after the war.

        "Miss. Granger, what are you doing in my office, and who are those young ones with you?" The professor asked before taking a closer look. "No, are those Mr and Mr Weasleys?" She said in a low, astonished voice, looking at the boys in disbelief. Hermione nodded.

        "George and Fred were working on store products in the spare room in the head dorms. They had two free classes. I had just gotten out of History of Magic and arrived in the dorms when I heard an explosion. When I ran to the room and threw open the door, they were like this." She gestured her head towards Fred, as George had his cheek against her shoulder.

        Mcgonagall looked at George with amusement. "Well it seems like Mr. Weasley is quite fond of you." She said. "Where should I put you two?" She asked quietly to herself.

        Fred noticed a knowing look in her eyes. She looked at him and gave him a wink before looking back up at Hermione. "I think that Mr and Mr Weasley can stay with you. Surely you can watch them."

        Hermione opened her mouth as if to protest. Fred tugged her hand and looked up at her. "Come on Mi, we'll be good, we won't even prank you." Fred promised. Please say yes! He thought to himself. Harry and Ron would embarrass us and Ginny is getting too much like mum.

        Hermione looked down at him and sighed. "But what about class? Nighttime? Food? I don't know how to take care of a child, let alone two" she rambled to Mcgonagall

        "They may have a child's body, but they have grown men's minds. I am sure you could care for them." Mcgonagall told her as she looked at the two twins. "And if you need help, I am sure your friend Miss. Foley could help."

        "I better send a patronus off to Katelynn and Theo then to meet me in the head room after class." Hermione sighed, letting go of Fred's hand as he wrapped his arms around her legs to stay fully upright. She grabbed her wand and cast the Patronus spell, all of them watching the otter flow from the wand. She sent her message to the other two students and put her wand back in her hair.

        She then turned to leave the room, not before grabbing Fred's little hand in hers and George's head now up off her shoulder. Both boys were looking back at the Headmistress, noticing the wink she gave them before they were out of view.