"Come on, I know when we aren't wanted" Harry sniffed boorishly, wrapping his small hand in Fred’s and walking off, deeper into the store. Hermione, Draco, and George’s laughter following them. "How was your holidays?" Fred asked curiously as his thumb rubbed over the back of Harry's hand. "It was fine, kind of missed the chaos of Hogwarts though" Harry admitted."Yeah, it gets like that" Fred laughed. "What about you guys? I'm surprised you aren't being monitored closely anymore" Harry said. "Yeah, so are we. Mum was being unbearable, we ended up spending most of the holidays locked up in our room working on experiments." Fred explained as he floated from shelf to shelf picking up bits and pieces. "We have perfected the Puking Pastilles from last year, and we think we have mastered the recipe for the Fever Fudges" Fred beamed brightly as he talked about their success. "You are very passionate about all this" Harry smiled as he waved his hand around indicating the products surrounding them. "Yeah, it's our dream. me, George, and Lee; we all want to own our own store eventually and out do Zonko's and Gambol and Japes, and maybe even Honeydukes if we expand" Fred was grinning so widely now that Harry couldn't help but wonder if it hurt his face yet. Harry had known it was his dream since the previous year, The Mirror of Erised had shown both Fred and George owning their own store, but it was different to knowing it and seeing the joy and passion on his face as he spoke about it. "Mum keeps saying it's childish and that we are being ridiculous for wanting to follow our dreams" Fred sneered, it was the first time Harry had ever seen such an expression on his face.