For The Love of Pranks! I Love You!

Ton Tongue Toffee

And suddenly, thanks to Mr. Weasley's Bombarda, we all come rolling out in to a room now covered with dust and ash. Fred is helping up as I miss the introductions, us all brushing dust from our clothes.

"Hello Harry!" I say as Mr. Weasley is trying to console the Muggles.

"Evey!" He says and meets me half way in a hug, gosh he's gotten tall.

"How've you been? These Muggles treating you okay?" I ask as I look him over, feeling a lot like Molly so I stop and grin at the boy.

"Yeah. It's nice to have "a murderous" godfather. They haven't treated me this well in a while." We both laugh at that, knowing it's silly that they're afraid of Dad, but if it keeps them from mistreating him he can use it.

"Got your trunk ready Harry?" Mr. Weasley asks.

"Yeah it's in my room."

"We'll get it for you." The twins say, sending a mischievous look in our direction as they head upstairs.

"They know where your room is?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, remember two years ago when they took the car? They came and rescued me." He says laughing at the memory.

"Oh yeah I remember! Mrs. Weasley was so mad at them." I giggle at the memory.

Suddenly the sound of loud thumps can be heard from the stairs, causing a portly boy to come running into the room, eyes wide and clothes barely holding together. This must be Harry's infamous cousin Dudley...

"Having a good holiday Dudley?" Mr. Weasley asks politely only to gain a whimper out of the boy.

Fred and George finally make it back into the sitting room with Harry's school things, immediately spotting the round boy. I hold back a laugh as I see their identical faces break into mischievous grins.

"Well. Better get cracking then." Mr. Weasley says grabbing his wand and start a fire in the now gapping hole that was a fireplace. Throwing a bit of Floo powder in and we're ready to leave.

"Alright Fred. You first."

"Coming, oh no...hang on!"

What looks to be innocent, tasty sweets spill out of Fred's pocket and roll across the room. Those are our new toffees... You see, we kinda planned this as pay back to the boy for treating Harry like rubbish for so long. I help Fred gather them when he sends me a slight wink, before straightening up and heading into the fire to head back.

George was next with Harry's trunk and Ron soon followed after. One foot into the fireplace I was about to leave this horribly tense place when Harry's aunt started to scream.

Whipping around quickly I get a glimpse of Dudley on the floor, sputtering around a foot long tongue with one of our wrappers at his side. I have to conceal a laugh and a look of pure amazement that the candies worked as well as they did! The boys will be proud that's for sure!

I look over to see Harry in a state of shock and like me trying to hide a smile. It's probably nice to see someone who has always treated you terribly finally get a bit of their own medicine.

Suddenly, Mr. Weasley tries his best to help the poor Muggles only to have things thrown at him, resulting in the man becoming angry. Now I've never seen Mr. Weasley angry at anyone. Ever. We're gonna be in big trouble...

I quickly jump into the fire shouting "the Burrow" and hurtling around in circles until I arrive at the familiar living room.

"Did he eat it?" Fred asks while grabbing my hand, helping me to my feet.

"Yeah! It was great, his tongue got to at least a foot long before I left!"

At that the kitchen erupts into laughter as the boys high five each other and myself. After our celebration I noticed two slightly familiar red heads I haven't seen in ages.

"Charlie! Bill!" They grin meeting me half way in a group hug. Like I mentioned before, Moony and I were here a lot cos Molly really wanted to help us, well help Remus and so these two have been like the older brothers I never had.

"How've these two been treating you? Actually I heard you're dating one of my brothers. Why?" Charlie asks causing me to giggle as Fred pouts behind me.

"Because she loves me Charles. That's why." Fred says poking his tongue at his older brother as he slings an arm around my shoulders playfully. Suddenly Charlie lunges at Fred catching him in a headlock for using his full name.

With a loud cracking noise, all the joyful noise in the kitchen stops, we look to see Mr. Weasley–madder than I've ever seen him before. We are in deep dung...

"That's wasn't funny Fred! What on earth did you give that Muggle boy?"

"I didn't give it to him. I dropped it...not my fault he ate it." Fred says wrapping an arm around my waist, with a mischievous smile on his fathers direction.

"You dropped it on purpose! You knew the boy was on a diet—"

"How long did it get?" George asks no longer able to contain his excitement.

"It was four feet before the Muggles let me fix it." He says as the twins smirk at each other, while I hide my grin.

"Wicked." They exclaim causing Harry's grin to grow and Mr. Weasley's frown to deepen.

"That was unacceptable boys. All my work with trying to mend the relationship between Wizards and Muggles and you go and harm the boy with a candy." He shakes his head, anger lessening slightly as he sighs. Deciding on our fate.

"You should count yourselves lucky that I won't go and tell your mother."

A collective sigh leaves our group knowing Molly won't find out, we would been in a lot of trouble if she knew...

"Tell me what Arthur?"

Well....bollocks.