"I doubt Percy will be getting any more work done at the Burrow afterwards, since there won't be a quiet moment for some time," George said.
"The only good thing is George and I won't be at the end of her temper for a while."
"That's what we thought," Harry said. "Your family has been wonderful to me guys and I really don't want to lose that connection, but..." He left the sentence unfinished.
Again the twins looked at each other before George replied. "We understand Harry. I presume you want us to soften Mum up a bit before the articles appear?"
"Something like that," Hermione said.
"We thought we could get you books on our 'eritage and you can give your muzzer some facts before it 'appens," Fleur said.
"We'd be glad to," Fred said. "Out of curiosity, you wouldn't happen to have a cousin," He looked at his brother, "or two interested in two slightly odd fellows would you?"
"If we are going to learn about Veelas, practical application afterwards would definitely be more fun."
"We do 'ave a cousin, but she is ze wrong age," Fleur said with a smile. "But come visit sometime and I'll see what I can do. I'm sure some of my relatives would show you what a fireball is if you treat them badly."
"Uh...yeah. You can do that?"
Fleur nodded. "If I get very upset or angry. Now you two wouldn't ever want to make me or my bondmate angry would you?"
"Uh...no," Fred replied and looked at Harry. "We've seen Hermione's temper and now you have two... Merlin help you Harry. You like living a dangerous life don't you?"
"I guess dangerous living gives the greatest rewards right?"
Fred and George both looked at the three women. "You know he does have a point."
"That he does."
"Thanks guys, now there is one other thing we are going to tell you," Harry said. "More of clear up a misrepresentation," Harry looked over at Lupin before turning back to the twins, "Sirius Black did not betray my parents. It was Pettigrew who did."
"But Black was out to get you," George said.
"No, he was out to get Pettigrew."
"But he's dead. Black killed him," Fred replied.
"That's wrong also," Harry said. "Now this is something you cannot tell or even hint at anyone but I know you look up to the Marauders and I didn't want you to have the wrong opinion of my Godfather."
"Your what?" George asked.
"Sirius Black, Padfoot, is my Godfather," Harry said. "He is innocent, and someday I hope it will be proven and he can stop running."
"So why did he try to kill Ron last year?"
"He didn't," Harry replied. "Pettigrew is an animagus. His form was a rat. Do you happen to know of an ordinary rat who seemed to live forever?"
"You can't mean…no way…not Scabbers?" George said.
"Pettigrew was Scabbers," Harry confirmed. "Black was trying to get to him to protect me."
"How did he know?" Fred asked.
"Did you read the article last year in the prophet about Pettigrew? About what was supposedly left of him when he was killed by Sirius?"
"Only a finger I do believe."
"Was there anything peculiar about Scabbers?"
"He was missing a toe," Both twins said simultaneously.
"And your family including Scabbers was on the front page of the prophet. Sirius saw it and broke out of Azkaban to try to protect me and kill Pettigrew."
George looked at Fred, "And we had so many chances of killing him."
"True, but he did turn him pink on more than one occasion," And Fred looked at Harry. "Sorry mate, if we'd known we would've been glad to have tortured him for you."
"That's alright. I just wanted you to respect the correct Marauders," Harry said. "Right Moony?"
"I would prefer if Sirius's name wasn't thought of badly," Remus said. "Now Fred, George I do believe we have an excursion we need to make this weekend. Are you two up for it?"
"Of course, we wouldn't miss it."
"It's going to take a lot longer this time," Remus explained. "We are going to Floo to Diagon Alley and then muggle our way to Surrey this time. We'll have to come up with something to get them out of the house so we can get in."
....
Late Saturday evening Remus, Fleur and twins arrived back at the Castle and they were discussing what they had done that day.
"This bottle," Fred said holding up a standard looking bottle of clear liquid. "Holds some fun your Uncle shall experience tonight."
"What does it do?" Gabrielle asked.
"You're familiar with dreamless sleep potions?" George asked.
"Of course."
"Well this is the opposite," Fred explained. "It's dreamfilled sleep potion."
"When a little is added to the pillowcase or bedding, it will put the person into a deep sleep and force them to dream a particular dream over and over," George continued, "and best of all it will not come out in the standard wash."
"What will he be dreaming about?" Harry asked.
"Waterfalls," Fred replied with an evil grin. "Lots and lots of waterfalls."
"We also added some to your cousin's bed as well."
"So every time he sleeps on that pillowcase, he will…"
"Yep," George said and everyone started laughing.
...
They next morning Vernon woke to a warm, wet feeling. It had been a great night and he felt very rested. He clearly remembered the vivid peaceful waterfalls of his dreams. As he came to full consciousness he realized the cavity his weight carved out of the mattress was completely soaked along with his bedclothes and a strong smell of urine permeated the air.
"PETUNIA!"
The shower he took to clean himself off was cold. For some reason the water heater wasn't working.
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