1995 - Fifth year, Grimmauld place
Ron squinted into the moldy cupboard he was supposed to be cleaning. “Anyway, there's no way telly-phones are fully muggle inventions, ‘cause-”
As he reached forward with the spray, there was a SPLAT sound, and the trio looked next to Ron, where a new pile of grey foam was oozing, smelling strongly of ozone and lavender.
Hermione sighed and glared at Ron.
“Oh Ron! How have you managed to give us MORE cleaning to do rather than-”
It was at this moment, the foam began to move and body parts sprouting wildly out of it. Honestly it reminded Hermione of the H.P Lovecraft novel she had been reading last night. She really hoped this one wasn't going to have devastating consequences on humanity. She hadn't prepared for that yet.
Ron yelled and scrambled to the other corner of the room where Hermione and Harry were.
“You two go and get help, I’ll stay here!” harry glared defiantly at the pile, equipped with his trusty rubber gloves, cloth and the abandoned spray bottle.
“Harry you idiot we’re not going to leave you here with That Thing!” Ron said, shaking Harry's shoulders.
Hermione huffed and ran to the doorway leading to the corridor, bellowing “MRS WEASLEY! SIRIUS! PLEASE COME! WE NEED HELP! THERES A SENTIENT PILE OF FOAM!”
When she ducked back into the room to see what was going on, she saw three forms had emerged from the pile, coated in the foam, gasping and coughing.
One of them was changing colors. Oh, no, silly Hermione, it was just its head changing colors. Perhaps it's harmless?
It's body was also shaking, changing sizes and shapes. Hermione began to run through a list of possible creatures this could be in her head.
Suddenly it spoke “Al-" cough "Albus? Scorpius?” it then tried to wipe goo out of where its eyes should be.
The other two forms were coughing and wheezing on the floor next to him.
“T-Teddy?”
Two pops at the entrance of the room signaled Molly and Sirius, both taking in the scene with worried looks on their faces and their wands in hand.
“What's happen? Did- MERLIN!” Sirius aimed his wand at the monsters.
"Has it touched any of you?" Molly asked them, who all shook their heads.
One of the forms seemed to furrow their brow, still unable to see “Gran?"
Ron mouthed the word 'Gran' with a confused look on his face. Harry shrugged. Hermione briefly wondered if this was in fact the twins playing some kind of prank, or testing out some kind of new prank related potion.
The third monster interjected “Hey, look, I'm sorry to bother you but can you please get this off of me I can't see a thing and its not coming off and it feels disgusting- Please! Please!-” it started to whine.
Molly darted her eyes to Sirius, who inclined his head.
“Scourgify!”
The three newly cleaned for- boys. Boys, blinked and took deeper gasping breaths, taking in their surroundings; the twisted cabinet, the cleaning supplies and the dusty layers coating most of the dark room. for a moment she thought she saw harry amongst them, but she knew it couldn't be; he was standing next to her.
Both groups stared at each other. The blonde whiny kid gripped onto the darker haired boys arm.
Ron nudged his friend “Hey harry, that one kinda looks -”
Harry nodded solemnly “Really ugly.”
Ron paused and looked at his friend.
The most colorful of the intruders turned his hair an alarming shade of red which stuck straight up.
“Shit.” he whispered.