Ugh, I can remember that day like it was yesterday. And in detail! I was three when this happened and Fred and George were five.

**Flashback**

I'm in my toy-box, looking for something to play with because Bill, Charlie and Percy are talking about Hogwarts, Fred and George are playing pranks and Ginny...Well Ginny can't do anything yet. No..No...No...Where is it? I can't find my teddy! I love my teddy! Yes he was Charlie's and yes he has no left ear but I wuv him! Oooh, what's this? I pick up a long broomstick.

"Hey Ronnie! Drop it! It's not a real broomstick, it's MY toy broomstick!" I turn around and I see Fred marching towards me.

"I was just looking at it! Stop blaming me for everything!" He looks down at me.

"I just don't want you to break it! It's special and my favorite!" He walks away with it and I get so mad that I run towards him and push him. He falls down the stairs and I hear a sharp crack! Oh no! Did I hurt Fred? I tear down the stairs where he's yelling and I see Mum console him.

"It's okay, Fred. He didn't mean it."

"Yes he did! He likes to ruin my things! It's not fair!" I start apologizing.

"Fred! Fred! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it-" I stop short. I didn't hurt Fred, I broke his broomstick. Uh oh. That's even worse. Especially when he told me not to! He looks at me and I see anger in his eyes.

"You'll pay for that Ronnie. Just wait." Mum gasps.

"Fred! You will not! Say you don't mean it! Your father and I can fix it." He pushes her away and hands her the pieces of his broomstick.

"I know that. but I want him to make sure he listens to his older brothers." I'm so scared I run back up the stairs screaming.

"Mum! Mum! Mum! AHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Get back here, Ron!" I hear him chasing me up the stairs while Mum screams at us. I run into my room and I see teddy under my bed. I scramble under it and watch him storm into my room.

"I know you're in here Ron! Come out!" He paces around my room for a few minutes, but then stops in front of my bed.

"No? Well where's teddy? I see him under the bed..." I don't know what happens but one minute I'm clutching my teddy and the next I'm clutching something...hairy. I look over and it's a spider! I scramble away from it and it follows me, I run away from it and Fred laughs evilly.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH MUUUUUUUUMMMM!" I scream as I run downstairs, the spider follows me everywhere. I cling to Mum's legs as she scolds Fred who doesn't apologize. She banishes the spider, but I can't get it out of my mind.

**END**

And that is why, dear reader, I'm incredibly scared of spiders. Because of Fred. Silly silly brother of mine. XD