A Day with the Weasley's By Yellow

It was daybreak, the rising sun was casting an orange glow in the sky, a lone figure stood, silhouetted black, standing on a raised column. The figure moved, twisting its body into a seemingly impossible position.

"Chi of the Tigah." The figure chanted, disrupting the silence of the morning. A tribal rhythm was heard after this pronouncement.

The figure's body twisted again, "The swallowing monkey!" He exclaimed and jumped up and down several times while making complicated hand and arm movements.

The figure landed on the column on one foot and began to wave his arms in front of his face, "The curious fish! Blub! Blub!"

The figure righted itself and balanced its feet on two opposite sides of the column, "The sitting dog!" He cried and bent his arms downward. "Riiiiiiiiiiising sun!" He chanted and reached his arms way up above his head.

"The growling bear." He lifted one leg and his hands made claw-like formations in front of his face. "GRRRR!"

He flapped his arms, "The excreting pigeon!"

"The crying rooster! Bach-a! Bach-a!" The said while making jerky head and arm motions.

Suddenly, the figure slipped and seemed to disappear into the column.
Ron awoke with a start, hearing odd banging sounds and strangled screaming that seemed to travel from the roof to the basement.

"MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!" He hollered, "Percy's been doing yoga on the roof again!"
Another normal day in the Weasley household had begun.