Molly was busying herself in the kitchen. She seemed to be busying herself with pointless tasks a lot these days. The house wasn't the same without all seven of her children. She missed Bill and Charlie, but she wasn't afraid to say that it was a hell of a lot easier with two less mouths to feed. Although, there was the problem of the other five.
"No, Fred! Give it back! It's mine!" Ron squealed, jumping up and down, reaching for his jumper, that was in Fred's hand.
"No way, little brother. Why'd you want a Chudley Canons jumper anyway?" Fred asked, jumping down from the stool he was standing on, his hand still raised above his head, the orange jumper in a tight ball out of Ron's reach.
"Because, um, the Canons are awesome! And I'm going to play for them when I grow up!" He crossed his arms, and looked up angrily at his brother.
"Like that's going to happen!" Fred scoffed. He dropped the jumper and sat next to his sister, who was drawing a picture. "Who's that Ginny?" He asked, pointing at the black haired stick person.
"Harry Potter," she said, drawing a large red blob next to him, "and me," she added a body to the blob, so it slightly resembled a person.
"What about me, Gin?" He asked in mock hurt.
"Your there," she pointed to a new blob she was drawing with orange.
"I don't look like that!"
"Of course you don't Fred, but the box that I'm going to keep you all in does." Molly laughed silently, Ginny certain had an active imagination.
"That's not nice Ginevra! George!" He called his twin, who ran down the stairs. "Ginevra is going to lock us in a box when she grows up!"
"Ginevra!"
"Stop calling me Ginevra! It's Ginny!"
"What else are you going to do when grow up, Ginev- Ginny?" He sank away from her glare.
"I'm going to- I'm, um, I'm-" She thought for a moment, "I'm going to marry Harry Potter!"
"Marry-" said Fred.
"Harry-" said George.
"Potter!" they said together, a habit they'd developed almost naturally. Within seconds they burst out in laughter. "You've got more chance of becoming a Chudley Canon's player then marrying the Boy-Who-Lived!"
"It will happen. You'll see. You'll all see! I WILL MARRY HARRY POTTER!"
Molly chuckled to herself, watching the scene unfold. Marry Harry Potter? Kids really did say the darndest things.
A/N: This is for MollyWeasleyObsessed 's Kids Say The Darndest Things challenge. I took the original idea (and most of the rest of it) from my old drabble for my old and dead story When I Grow Up, which has sadly passed its time, so I did the sensible thing and RECYCLED! 'Casue RECYLCING is fun!