Gender Changing Toffees Chapter One:

Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes

Draco Malfoy ran a hand through his silky blonde hair and glanced anxiously at the shops jumbled around him. He HAD to get to a bathroom soon. After a moment or so of scanning the nearby shops, he spotted a nice looking one about four doors down from where he stood. Finally, he thought. After glancing at his watch to make sure he had enough time to stop before the Hogwarts Express arrived, he headed over to the shop. From the outside it looked like an average sized red shop. There was a sign hanging above the door, but Draco didn't have time to stop and read it. He had to go NOW. Damn all those butterbeers…He pushed the wooden door open and immediately gasped. The inside of the store was much larger than it appeared to be and it was crammed with… stuff. Shelves were on each wall and held what appeared to be broom kits, robes, wands, and other Wizarding objects. However, what fascinated him the most was that they had the largest assortment of candy that he had ever seen. In the back of the shop stood several shelves, crates, stands, and boxes; all full of brightly colored candy. These guys could give Honeydukes a run for their money. Entranced in the candies, Draco didn't notice when someone walked up behind him. He jumped up, spooked when he heard someone speaking.

"Well well well, what do we have here? What would a Malfoy be doing in our lowly little shop?"

Draco sneered and turned around, to come face to face with Fred and George Weasley. The two narrowed their eyes at him dangerously, as if they'd like to hex him right on the spot.

"I uh….uh…" he stammered. Being so close to the twins, whom were very strong from many years of Quidditch, was very intimidating. And it didn't help much that the was near about to wet himself in their store. Potty and Weasel would have a field day.

"Come off it Malfoy, what do you want?" Barked George, obviously amused on the effect they were having on the boy. Draco cleared his throat uncomfortably, all too aware of the reason he had entered their shop.

"Err, I need to go to the restroom." He replied. The twins smiled. Then they grinned. Then they both began to laugh uncontrollably, slapping their hands on the counter. Draco glared at the red-heads. They seemed to find this amusing for some reason. Draco thought that to be extremely rude. He expected better behavior from the two. Even if they WERE Weasleys. He groaned inwardly. Finally they uttered their last few chuckles and turned to the trembling, scared little boy that was so unlike the arrogant one he often pretended to be.

"Need to potty do you Malfoy? Going to wet yourself?" George asked, dabbing a napkin at his still wet eyes. Doing so caused another ripple of laughter from his brother. Draco stiffened, still oblivious to what was so funny.

"Sorry, but the bathrooms only for PAYING customers." Continued Fred. Draco bit his lip. He didn't know if he would be able to make it to the next shop… What if he DIDN'T?

After going over the matter in his mind, Draco decided that he would defiantly be better off going here, then going in his pants trying to use Madame Puffin-what's her names- pink toilets.

He rolled his eyes angrily, "Fine, give me something and I'll pay for it." Fred and George glanced at each other- a glance that made an already terrified Draco, even more nervous. The two seemed to think about it.

"He would be perfect." George mused.

"True, and he DID ask for it." added Fred

"But are you sure its ready?" asked George.

"Who cares? Well find out."

"Ok, go get it." George decided.

Draco stared at the twins, dumbfounded. What were they talking about? A thought flashed across his mind. What if they were crazy? He had to get out of here soon…. He glanced around suspiciously for the door- darn! It was a good five yards to it, and the Twins were right by him. However, if he ran for it... maybe he could make it. Fred interrupted his thoughts of escape.

"Ok, go use it. It's right over there." Fred told him, gesturing to a door near the back of the room. Draco sighed, happy that he could finally relieve himself. Without so much as a backwards glance at the snickering pair, he ran to the door, leaving it swinging behind him.

"Now, where did we put them?" asked Fred, searching through a box near the counter.

"I think there in the back, with the rest of the experimental stuff." George muttered, munching happily on a chocolate frog. Fred grinned wickedly, and headed for the back room. After rummaging around for a minute or so he returned with a small bag of brightly wrapped toffees.

"Found them!" He boasted. George rolled his eyes, and pointed at Draco, who had just came from the bathroom. The boy stared at the two for a minute or so, as if unsure of what to do. Fred grinned at him and shoved one of the toffees, a brightly wrapped blue one, in his hand.

"That will be five galleons." He said. Draco rolled his eyes, and handed them the money.

"Happy?" he asked.

"Very. Now, be sure to eat that soon, or it'll melt." replied George. Draco nodded his head happily, already the aroma of the toffee was making him salivate. Briefly he wondered why George was eating a chocolate frog if he had all those sweets in their shop. But he quickly pushed aside the idea. They're probably both mad as loons. Draco started to leave when to the twins surprise, as well as his, turned back.

"Uh, thanks." He told them. Ron might be bad, but these Weasleys were ok.

Fred and George goggled at him. Was this what they were hearing? A MALFOY telling them thank you? They were dumbfounded. However, they politely told him he was welcome and then said that if he wanted to make the train to Hogwarts, he'd better hurry. Draco groaned. The train! He quickly nodded his head to the twins, and then proceeded out the door. After locating Kings Cross, Draco ran through the platform, and boarded the train. Not soon after walking down the hall he located Crabbe and Goyle. They stared at him through mouthfuls of sweets.

"Where were you?" Crabbe asked, sending a piece of jelly slug flying towards Draco. It landed on his robes. Staring at is disgustedly, Draco wiped it off.

"Shove it Crabbe; it's none of your business." He snapped. Crabbe frowned but shut his mouth. He knew better than to mess with Draco when he was angry. Draco meanwhile, settled himself on the seat, careful to get as far away from the two as possible. By now though, the aroma of the toffee was intoxicating. He slowly unwrapped the treat, and then plopped it into his mouth. The sugary sweet melted slowly, and Draco was enjoying savoring it. After he was done he threw away the wrapper. Nope, those Weasleys weren't half bad at all.

Meanwhile back at the shop…..

"He deserved it." George laughed.

"Filthy Snake. Hope it takes ages to wear off." Suddenly George coughed on his frog.

"Err, Fred?" he asked. Fred smiled goofily.

"Yeah?"

"Um, we never did get around to the counter curse…." He trailed off at Fred's shocked expression.

"We may have well ruined that boys life." He gaped.

"So? He deserves it." George retorted. Fred nodded his head, although still unsure.

"Well, we should get started on one, don't you think?"

George snickered, "Probably. Lets wait a few days though."

"Just imagine the look on his face when he wakes up…." Fred said dreamily.

"I'm imagining the look on Snape's face. He'll be the first to find out, aside from Draco."

The twins sighed happily and patted the bag of sweets.

"Thank Merlin for that timing too. We needed someone to try it on." George laughed.

"I know. Hey, put those back in the back. We can't have our other costumers having them." Fred said. George nodded his head and grabbed the bag of delicious sweets.

"Right, now what should we call them?" asked George. Fred thought about it.

"Switching sweets?" Fred offered. George rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"No, we need something more…blunt. Switching Sweets could mean switching anything. We need it to be more specific."

Fred scratched his head thoughtfully. "Gender Changing Toffees." He announced, proudly. George grinned wickedly and made a thumb up sign.

"Perfect." He agreed. Then the two burst out laughing. Malfoy was going to have one heck of a year….

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::: A/N: So what do you think? Should I continue it? I would like a LOT of feedback on this chapter, as it will be my first ever chapter fic, I usually just do one-shot songfics. So this is all a bit new to me. Just tell me what you think- what you liked, and what you didn't like about it. And I want to add that i love constructive criticism, but i don't appreciate flames. Also, future chapters might take a while, as i don't currently have the internet up and running on my computer (I'm on my grandmas now!!) But it should be fixed soon. Well, that's all. Please review!::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::