A/N: Wooooah, I haven't written a fanfic in a long time...maybe I should update mah other fanfic chapters: =) lol. But, I'll have tooh dooh that later! Well, I wrote this fanfic...um, like a day ago, and it's really bad, but I had an idea, and I just jotted it down on mah laptop! Lol. So, here it is! Enjoy! And please, no flamers! Read and Review xD!

Chapter One – The 'Conversation'

"You did what!?" Mrs. Weasley yells could be heard thought out the Burrow. Hermione and Harry were down on their hands and knees, each with a flesh-colored string; extendable ears, in their ears, listening to Ron, Fred, George and Mrs. Weasley's conversation. Molly had obviously forgot to put the Imperturbable Charm on the door this time and they didn't have to worry about being caught, Mr. Weasley was at work till well into the evening, and Ginny was off spending the summer with her aunt, learning about the muggle life.

"I'veamahajokeshopjauea" Ron mumbled under his breath.

"Look what you've done to your brother! Making him work all summer long at your stupid joke shop! It's got him thinking that he's going to drop out of school to help you two dimwits!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked. Both Harry and Hermione glanced over at each other then back at the door.

"But mum, it's not like we're making him do it!" Fred explained...or maybe it was George, you couldn't really tell.

"Ron still has two more years left at Hogwarts, and until then, he will have no contact what-so-ever with you two!" Mrs Weasley told them. "Unless, of course it's the Holidays."

"But mum!" Ron shouted. "They AREN'T making me do it! I want to! What's the sense of staying at Hogwarts for two more years just to help Fred and George in their Joke Shop!"

"Because you aren't going to work in that foolish joke shop. You're going to work for the Ministry of Magic, just like you're father." Mrs Weasley calmly said.

"What if I don't want to work for the Ministry of Magic?" Ron questioned. "What if I don't want to be just like dad?"

There was silence, at which Harry and Hermione exchanged worried glances. I mean, knowing Mrs Weasley and her temper, she could have just killed her sons...but there wasn't any noise of a spell being used. Harry shrugged and turned back towards the door.

"And it's not like I'm going to do it alone, Harry's doing it too!" Ron finally spoke.

"Now, why'd you have to go drag a nice boy like Harry into this too?!" Mrs Weasley shouted, probably at the twins.

"I'm telling you mum. Fred and I have NOTHING to do with it!" George exclaimed.

"That's enough out of you." Mrs Weasley yelled. "Now, get out of my kitchen. I don't want to see you three for the rest of the day! 'Cause if I do, I don't think I would be able to hold myself back from cursing each one of you. Now, LEAVE!"

The sound of scraping chairs could be heard, then footsteps getting closer towards the door. Harry and Hermione quickly pulled the extendable ears out of their ears, and stood up. They hurried up the stairs in to Ron bedroom to wait for him.

(A/N: kkz, that was the first chapter, I know it's a little short, but the next chapter is longer! I'll put up the next chapter as soon as I know somebody is reading it =))