Life in the Red Chapter 4

Arthur Wesley was looking forward to spending quality time with his family from a long day of work at the ministry. His little ones were growing up so fast before his eyes, well… almost as his eyed his three youngest sons. Arthur never liked to take his little ones into hand, but it have to be done, or there would be no order in the house. What his sons had done was beyond dangerous and illegal. The trio of red headed boys was still sitting at the table, waiting on instruction for their punishment.

After a few minutes of silence around the room, Arthur addressed his kids,

"All right boys, upstairs to your rooms, I will deal with you soon." The little wizards dispersed to their respected rooms. Mr. Wesley got up to find his wife in the kitchen to get her side of the story.

"Well what happened when I was away?" He asked in a calm voice.

"Your sons thought it would be a brilliant idea to steal your car in the middle of the night and break out Harry Potter from his muggle relative's house and fly over all of England back home, like nothing happened!" Molly ranted "Didn't ask for adult help, rushing head first in to danger, driving a flying car that none of them have licenses for, and worrying me to death."

Arthur waits quietly for her to finish her rant before speaking. "This is a very serious situation the boys got themselves in," He remarked gravely, "What about Harry? Did he help plan is too?"

"Harry? No I think he was surprised as we are that those boys would do something so foolish" Molly said.

"So are we going to keep the famous Harry Potter under our roof this summer, I can't imagine what I can learn from his and his muggle upbringing." Arthur thought to himself happily.

"Yes well, I would like to talk to him and see why the kids thought they needed to 'free' him of his home. Now I think your sons have waited long enough for what is coming to them." Molly indicated towards upstairs.

"Quite right, let's get this over with." As Arthur Wesley trudged up the stairs preparing for a task he wished he did not have to do.