" You are not my mother! " screamed Louis Weasley as Rose chased him around the Burrow. " I don't care," said Rose. " You will return that duck to the pen! " Things had been like this for a good thirty minutes. Louis had taken a duck from the pen, and refused to return it. He said he wanted to taste really 'fresh' duck . This turned out to mean he had bit the poor thing.

" Would you like me to get your mother? " asked Rose. This, of course stopped Louis in his tracks. "Hmmmmmm I wonder why I never thought of that before. I could just go out to the pitch and get her." All of the adults were off to play Quidditch and had left her to babysit the young children. " Better yet why don't I get Nanna, Aunt Fleur, and my mom."

With that Rose left the house, calling as she went, "Lily your in charge until I get back." When Rose reached the pitch the adults were very surprised to see her. "Aunt Fleur," she began. "I need your help with Louis. " Fleur quickly came out of the air.

She immediately asked, concern in her voice, " What has that boy done now?" Rose began recounting the events that had passed. She left nothing out. Some of the adults laughed, Nanna looked ready to kill him. His mother looked like she was thinking about it.

Fleur was quietly in rage for a long time. When she did finally snap out of it she simply said, " Let's go." They were followed by a very angry Nanna, and her mother who didn't like Quidditch anyway. The trek with four took longer than with one agile child, so it took a bit to reach the house.

They found Louis hiding in a corner with his duck. Fleur crossed her arms. " Young man, what do you think you doing? I was having a perfectly nice time and Rose had come get me for for this! She flailed her arms. " Its ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!"

"I'm sorry mommy." said Louis looking very upset indeed."I only want to see what fresh duck taste like." Fleur knitted her brow. This was odd indeed. What on earth was happening? Why in Merlin's name couldn't it have been something like he spilled paint on his sister?

" Another thing, you little snark, Rose may not be your mother bur she is older than you. You will always listen to her when she is in charge. Do you understand me?" continued Fleur exasperated. "Yes ma'am." replied a sullen Louis.

"Good, now give back that duck."