"One, intentional splinching 'accident' and I'd have all the hostage I need to insure both Draco and Lucy would pay any amount for its return. All I need is a specifically targeted travel jinx, a small box, and a pair of tongs."
"Tongs?" Hermione asked.
"I'm not touching Malfoy's twig and berries, for any amount of money," Harry said.
Everyone stared at Harry as they realized what his plan was.
"We're not worthy!" Fred, George, and Sirius chanted, falling to their knees and prostrating themselves.
The door to the meeting room opened behind them, showing the three pranksters worshiping Harry, while Hermione and the two younger Weasley siblings looked at Harry in horror.
"That's pure Evil!" Hermione exclaimed.
"No, pure evil would require me to procure some honey and a ready supply of carnivorous fire ants," Harry corrected her. "But you have a point."
Hermione narrowed her eyes, not falling for it.
Harry grinned. "I really should take the kid gloves off. I mean wizards and witches are all very... limited compared to those of us who were raised in the muggle world. I'm sure that even though you were thinking it was wrong to use honey and ants in this manner, another part of your brain was coming up with something that was even more effective."
They stared into one another's eyes.
"Protean charm and Icy Hot?" Harry guessed.
Hermione squeaked, "You learned legilimency?!"
"No, I just know the way your mind works.