"GEORGE AND FRED WEASLEY!"
"Run George, run!" Hissed Fred as he kept pace with his twin, he glanced back at the Burrow and winced as bright flashes appeared from inside.
"Oh yeah Fred, with that mad clock she has she'll find us anywhere!" George replied then cackled as he heard more shouts and a never ending string of booms and crackles.
A groan came from Fred, "Perhaps we should break our hands on that damn clock eh?" he ducked as a stray firecracker whizzed over his head.
"Eh, naw. Hey Fred, do you think we-"
"-should've moved the firecrackers into Dad's garage like Mum asked us-"
"-due to the heat from her cooking the fire place?" George finished, a quick beat passed before Fred grinned wickedly.
"Naw! This is much better!"
AN: Song: Six White Boomers, Character(s): George & Fred Weasley. This is the last drabble, I hope you enjoyed them. I had so much fun writing them. :)