A Time In the Life of the Weasley Twins
Ron knocked on Fred and George's bedroom door in the early morning.
"Guys come on! We've got to save Harry from that rotten aunt and uncle he lives with!" yelled Ron as he banged on the door.
"Don't come in! Just hang on!" said Fred (or George) from the other side of the door. After a minute or more a voice came from the room. "Okay you can come in now."
Ron walked in. "Let's g-" Ron stopped mid-sentence. "Why are you two so sweaty…and in the same bed?" asked Ron looking at the twins in a bewildered fashion.
"Never mind that now Harry is possibly in trouble. Let's go and save him. Just leave so w can change into something more…urr…fitting to the occasion." added Fred looking at George.
"You're gonna change in front of each other?" asked Ron.
"Yeah we are twins. We look the same yah twit." said George.
"Leave! Now! GO!" yelled Fred.
Ron Finally left the room, still looking bewildered. Fred tuned to George and they started snuggling. After minute of endless snuggling, they finally stopped and threw on clothes and shoes. Ron came in five minutes later, fully dressed, and was about to plead for them to leave, but all that came out was a squeak. Fred and George were leaning in to kiss each other.
"What the bloody hell are you doing?!" asked Ron looking at the snogging teenagers, whom moved away quickly.
"NOTHING! Let's go now." yelled George
"OKAY." said Ron slowly
So they slowly walked down the stairs and the kitchen, carefully they walked out the door, into the garden, then to the garage and to the car. They took their seats; Fred is taking the role as driver; George , shotgun; Ron gets to sit in the back.
"Listen about that whole sn-" began George.
"I won't say anything to mom and dad if you don't talk about it. Okay?" Ron interrupted, in a rather plain tone
George placed his left hand on Freds right thigh. Both of them looked at each other as the car rose above the garden, and smiled.
"Where does Harry live?" asked Fred .
"Little Whining. Surrey." said Ron.
George sighed.
"Ron, your such a prat!" said George palm on his face