Harry Potter : In the shadow of divinity17.86%

Chapter - 15 : The Weasley Welcome part - 2

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Harry grinned slyly. "Did you ever hear stories about, Loki?"

"The trickster god? Oh yeah, he was Fred and George's favorite growing up. They're really into jokes and pranks."

Harry laughed in delight, he couldn't wait to tell his father about the redheaded twins who'd supposedly idolized him in their youth. It was sure to inflate his already dangerously massive ego.

It came as no surprise to him that Odin and Thor were the most popular among the wizarding world, Ron especially had loved hearing tales of the god of thunder, while his sister, Ginny, had taken a liking to some woman named Amora.

Their conversation was interrupted shortly after, when a cheerful woman pushing a cart laden with sweets stopped in the doorway. "Anything off the cart, dears?"

Ron immediately declined, muttering something about sandwiches, but Harry leapt to his feet and approached the woman and her cart curiously. Just like everything else in the wizarding world, magical candy had the strangest qualities. Apparently the chocolate amphibians attempted to run off if one didn't bite their heads off quick enough, while another one made the consumer float. Eager to try each and every sweet, Harry began plucking one of everything from the cart.

"Hungry, are you?" Ron asked, watching in disbelief as Harry dumped the large pile of sweets onto one of the empty seats.

"Starving," Harry said, before taking an experimental bite out of a pumpkin pasty.

Ron took out a lumpy package and unwrapped it to reveal four sandwiches inside. He pulled one of them apart and sighed. "She always forgets I don't like corned beef."

"Well then come over here and help me out with these," Harry said. "You don't expect me to eat all of this by myself?"

Ron hesitated for a second, then moved over to Harry's side. "You have a point there, mate."

Together, the two boys made their way through the piles of sweets, all the while discussing the differences between them and their muggle counterparts, daring each other to eat ominous looking Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and laughing when one of them got particularly horrible ones. When Harry finally got around to trying one of the chocolate frogs, he'd been so caught up in trying to figure out what sort of spells it'd take to animate the hunk of chocolate long enough for a wizard kid to get their teeth around their heads that his managed to squirm from his grasp and hop to freedom.

"Catch it before it gets away!" Ron cried gleefully.

Harry dove to the ground and shoved his hand beneath the bench, where his chocolate frog was attempting to seek refuge; he groped around for a moment before finally finding it lurking in the farthest corner.

"I think it's beginning to melt already," he said, screwing his face up in disgust. "It's starting to get slimy." He took a few moments to get a firm grasp on the unhappily wriggling creature before slowly drawing it back out.

"It won't be any good now anyway," Ron said. "No telling what's been under those benches, but you can't let it get away, it's a point of pride."

"Does these things turn into real frogs if they're out of the package for too long?" Harry rose from the floor and held up a very real and very unhappy looking frog. "Is that how they make the frogs jump? Do they transfigure real frogs into chocolate?"

Ron's faced turned a sickening shade of green that clashed terribly with his hair. "I don't know! I never read the package." He glared down at the small pile of wrapped chocolate frogs as if they'd somehow betrayed him. "Oh, Merlin, I'm never going to eat those things again."

"What should I do with this?" Harry asked, giving the frog a gentle shake.

"Toss it out the window or something. I don't want to look at that thing anymore."

"Wait!" Both Harry and Ron startled when a plump faced boy with shaggy brown hair threw himself into the compartment. "Don't toss him! He's mine, I lost him when I boarded the train."

"The chocolate frog is yours?" Ron asked incredulously.

"He's not a chocolate frog, he's a normal toad. His name is Trevor."

"So…they don't make chocolate frogs out of real frogs?"

"Of course not." The three boys turned to the door where a bushy haired girl had, for all intents and purposes, appeared from nowhere. "They're only shaped like frogs. The manufacturer's put a spell on the wrapping to give them their hop, once they've been unwrapped for a few minutes, the spell wears off."

"Oh, thank Merlin," Ron sighed, gratefully tearing open another chocolate frog and biting into its head. "I don't know if could have given these up."

"Hermione," the brown haired boy greeted the new arrival exuberantly, "they found Trevor for me."

"It was entirely by accident," Harry said as he handed over Trevor the toad. "I was looking for my chocolate frog."

"It's long gone by now, mate," Ron said consolingly. "Have another, but don't dally about this time, bite him in the head and get it over with."

Harry accepted the proffered frog and settled down beside Ron where he did as instructed and ended the amphibians chocolate life before it could escape.

"I'm Hermione Granger," the bushy haired girl in the small lapse in conversation. "And this is Neville, if you haven't been introduced already."