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The twins ran into the kitchen of the burrow, nearly knocking Percy, Bill, and Charlie over in the process.
"Bloody hell guys, where's the fire," Bill said as Charlie burst into laughter. Percy and Bill soon joined in.
"What happened?" Charlie managed to choke out between bouts of laughter.
"She's evil, she is," Fred said earnestly, not giving in to the hilarity of it all.
"There we were, we threw her in the lake, and then she got really angry and called us both prats and then this!" George threw his hands up in surrender.
Ron walked into the kitchen, took one look at the twins and his older brothers laughing madly on the floor, and cracked up.
"Seriously you're both 3 years older then her and she can still get the better of you," Percy said, "although I do suppose you did deserve it."
"She's already doing better magic then either of you too," Bill laughed happily. "I mean, she's not even at school yet and look at what she's doing."
Just then the twins grew deathly silent. Ginny walked into the kitchen, her red hair hanging in wet strands around her. Fred and George flinched and backed up when she sent a glare their way that looked dangerously like the ones they often got from their mother. The youngest Weasley walked out of the kitchen with a smug look on her 9 year old face.
Once Charlie had composed himself he looked at his twin brothers, "I guess that will teach you to get on Ginny's bad side again." Charlie, Bill, and Percy made their way out of the room.
"Wait, aren't you guys going to help us?!" Fred and George said in unison.
"Sorry mates, you're on your own." Bill said smiling.
The two looked at each other, despair apparent on their faces. Slowly they reached up and touched the hair which used to be red. It was now in pink and purple polka dotted braids.
They were quite a sight.