Laughing Harry lay back down and Luna resumed her "petting’ thinking of his options, he didn't know many people outside of his house unless they were in his year. "Oh look what it is a group of baby snakes" a scathing voice carried over to them, and suddenly their sun was blocked. Opening his eyes by by a fraction Harry groaned loudly when he saw who was standing there glaring at them. "Someone call an exterminator we have a pest problem" Harry exclaimed before closing his eyes again. "What?" Weasley asked sounding extremely confused, which didn't actually sound much different than normal Harry thought. "Well exterminators kill pests, Weasels are pests, you are a Weasel" Hermione said calmly with a wide grin. "Is that a death threat?!" Potter growled. "Anderson, don't talk out loud, you lower the IQ of whole street" Harry hissed in annoyance.