Disclaimer: I don`t own the Weasleys, or Harry Potter, or anything of the sort, though I kind of wish I owned Fred ;)

Mrs. Weasley loved her kids, she really did, but trying to get six young boys ready for Halloween was not an easy task. Bill and Charlie were already ready to go, as they were ten and eight years old now and were perfectly capable of getting themselves ready. This meant, however, that they were bored and were therefore horsing around, adding to the noise and kafuffle of the house. Percy was also ready, Mr. Weasley having finished dressing him a few minutes earlier. Now Mrs. Weasley was struggling with the twins, trying to get them ready, but these boys had a serious case of the "Terrible Twos". [I] I really hope they outgrow it [/I], Mrs. Weasley thought to herself.

Mrs. Weasley felt a tugging at her leg and looked down to see her four year old wearing her brother's old Head Boy badge. "What is it, Percy?" Mrs. Weasley sighed.

"Mummy, mummy, Bill and Charlie are throwing an apple around!" Percy tattled proudly. All of a sudden, there was an almighty crash Charlie missed the apple and it crashed into the pile of dirty dishes, shattering the plates. Ron woke up and immediately began to howl in his cot.

"BILL! CHARLIE! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT THROWING THINGS IN THE KITCHEN!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. Ron began to scream louder. "Bill, please look after Ron," Mrs. Weasley instructed, "and get back here Fred and George, you're not ready yet!"

"NO NO NO NO NO!" the twins yelled gleefully, continuing to run around the room like crazy. "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!"

[I] Oh Merlin [/I] "Fred, George, come here this instant!" The twins continued ignoring their mother, running around the house like the goblins they were dressed up as. "Charlie! Where are you?" Mrs. Weasley smiled as her cowboy son came up to her. "Charlie, could you go get your father and ask him to fix the plates you broke, please?" Charlie nodded and went off. Mrs. Weasley sighed. Sometimes she wondered why she had so many kids, as they were so hard to deal with some times, but she knew that she would never switch them for the world. She took a deep breath, and once again started the daunting task of racing around the room, trying to catch the twins.

Out of breath, she took a moment to pause and looked up at her mummified son holding Ron. With a start, she realized this would be their last Halloween all together, as Bill would be at Hogwarts next year. Her eyes filled with tears this occurred to her. How do they grow up so quickly?

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!" Fred and George yelled, snapping Mrs. Weasley out of her trance. She sighed deeply and resumed chasing the screaming twins around the room.

A/N: This was for a Halloween drabble challenge. Thanks to my beta :)