House: Ravenclaw
Category: Drabble
Prompt: "What would it take to make you listen to me?"
Word Count: 453
"FRED, GEORGE COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW" Molly screamed at the top of her seemingly huge lungs.
Fred and George both trudged back into the kitchen, and they both opened their mouths about to say something but before they could Mrs Weasley starting to rage, her voice going louder with each passing syllable "WHY ON EARTH DID YOU TEST YOUR PRODUCTS ON THAT POOR MUGGLE BOY? DO YOU THINK THAT IT'S FUNNY?"
"We didn't give it to him, he took it from us," George responded.
"I'M NOT STUPID GEORGE, I KNOW PERFECTLY WELL HOW THIS HAPPENED."
"I'm Fred, not George honestly woman," Fred said in a testy tone.
"He is fine now, so there is no harm done," added George.
"NO HARM DONE, THIS IS THE KIND OF THING YOUR FATHER WORKS TO PREVENT, HE COULD HAVE LOST HIS JOB BECAUSE OF YOU TWO."
"Could have is the key word there."
"ACCIO ALL WEASLEYS' WIZARD WHEEZES PRODUCTS" screamed Mrs Weasley
All kinds of colourful products quickly flew out from hiding places around the entirety of the Burrow. Out whizzed hundreds of colourful items from the Skiving Snackboxes that looked like lollies, powders, things that looked like all different muggle and wizard toys and then objects so odd and abnormal they were simply indescribable. It was a hailstorm of things, that all went straight into a huge blue plastic laundry basket that Mrs. Weasley conjured up in the meantime.
The torrential flood of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes products into the basket seemed like it would never end. The products came from obscure places around the house, behind the clock, from the bathroom, kitchen, underneath couch cushions and practically everywhere else you could fit something the size of a lolly, which turned out to be many places.
"I TOLD YOU TO GET RID OF ALL THIS ALREADY. WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO MAKE YOU LISTEN TO ME," yelled Mrs Weasley. She got out her wand and pointed it at the hundreds of things in the basket…
"No, Mum, don't. We worked so hard on that," Fred pleaded
"I promise we will listen to you from now on" George begged, desperate to save his creations.
"Harder than you worked on your OWLS apparently" responded Mrs Weasley in an annoyed voice. Shaking her head, she turned to the basket, she took out her wand and uttered a single word "Reductio." With that every last product disappeared, leaving only a sad, empty basket behind.
Completely ignoring the looks of utter horror on both her son's faces, Molly picked up her basket and headed for the stairs. Feeling oddly pleased with herself, she smiled and murmured, "I guess that's what it takes to you get you to listen to me."