"Kids! We're leaving!" Called Molly. Ginny poked her head around the door.
"Why are you going?" She asked. Arthur bent down so he was at her level.
"Don't tell Ron, but we're going to get him his birthday present." He said. "It's his birthday tomorrow."
"I know." Said Ginny. "When will you be back?"
"Not `till late, OK?" He said.
"But there's nobody home to look after us." Said Ginny.
"Percy's home." Said Arthur.
"But he won't come out of his room. He's writing something, he says it's for the Minister." Said Ginny.
"Charlie is going to be here in five minutes and Bill's coming a bit later." Said Arthur, and Ginny's face lit up.
"I haven't seen Bill since Christmas!" She said happily. "And it's been even longer since I've seen Charlie, he's been in Romania."
"I know, Ginny, but just be good until they get here, OK?" Said Arthur.
"Right, we are leaving now!" Called Molly again, and Fred and George appeared in the doorway leading in from the living room.
"We're gonna play Quidditch." Said Fred.
"With Ron." Added George.
"He's out at the shed getting his broom." Said Fred.
"And we're gonna get Charlie and Bill to play when they get here." Said George.
"Can I play too?" Asked Ginny.
"No you can not, young lady, a game of Quidditch when Fred and George are playing is too rough for an eleven-year-old girl." Said Molly firmly.
"And if Charlie's playing, well, he's very good at Quidditch and he knows all the game tactics, so he wouldn't be thinking about keeping it safe." Said Arthur.
"But I like Quidditch!" Said Ginny.
"No." Said Molly firmly.
"Percy, coming to say goodbye? We won't be home until bedtime!" Called Arthur.
"Goodbye!" Was all the response he got from Percy, who was cooped up in his bedroom writing something for the Minister, like Ginny had said.
"That boy." Muttered Molly.
"Right, let's go." Said Arthur, and he opened the back door for his wife to walk out.
"Bye kids!" Called Molly, and then she stepped out into the garden, and Arthur followed. They walked out to the very end of the garden, and met Ron halfway there.
"You leaving now?" Asked Ron.
"Yes, we'll see you later, Ron." Said Molly, leaning down to kiss Ron on the forehead.
"Bye, Mum." Said Ron, running off towards the house with Bill's old broom in his hand.
"Ready?" Asked Arthur, turning to his wife once Ron was out of earshot.
"Ready." Replied Molly, and with that, they both Apperated.
"Why are you going?" She asked. Arthur bent down so he was at her level.
"Don't tell Ron, but we're going to get him his birthday present." He said. "It's his birthday tomorrow."
"I know." Said Ginny. "When will you be back?"
"Not `till late, OK?" He said.
"But there's nobody home to look after us." Said Ginny.
"Percy's home." Said Arthur.
"But he won't come out of his room. He's writing something, he says it's for the Minister." Said Ginny.
"Charlie is going to be here in five minutes and Bill's coming a bit later." Said Arthur, and Ginny's face lit up.
"I haven't seen Bill since Christmas!" She said happily. "And it's been even longer since I've seen Charlie, he's been in Romania."
"I know, Ginny, but just be good until they get here, OK?" Said Arthur.
"Right, we are leaving now!" Called Molly again, and Fred and George appeared in the doorway leading in from the living room.
"We're gonna play Quidditch." Said Fred.
"With Ron." Added George.
"He's out at the shed getting his broom." Said Fred.
"And we're gonna get Charlie and Bill to play when they get here." Said George.
"Can I play too?" Asked Ginny.
"No you can not, young lady, a game of Quidditch when Fred and George are playing is too rough for an eleven-year-old girl." Said Molly firmly.
"And if Charlie's playing, well, he's very good at Quidditch and he knows all the game tactics, so he wouldn't be thinking about keeping it safe." Said Arthur.
"But I like Quidditch!" Said Ginny.
"No." Said Molly firmly.
"Percy, coming to say goodbye? We won't be home until bedtime!" Called Arthur.
"Goodbye!" Was all the response he got from Percy, who was cooped up in his bedroom writing something for the Minister, like Ginny had said.
"That boy." Muttered Molly.
"Right, let's go." Said Arthur, and he opened the back door for his wife to walk out.
"Bye kids!" Called Molly, and then she stepped out into the garden, and Arthur followed. They walked out to the very end of the garden, and met Ron halfway there.
"You leaving now?" Asked Ron.
"Yes, we'll see you later, Ron." Said Molly, leaning down to kiss Ron on the forehead.
"Bye, Mum." Said Ron, running off towards the house with Bill's old broom in his hand.
"Ready?" Asked Arthur, turning to his wife once Ron was out of earshot.
"Ready." Replied Molly, and with that, they both Apperated.