"Hermione? Is that you? Don't come in here!"
"Why ever not? … Oh Ron, what happened? I've only been gone for two hours!"
"Rosie wanted to bake."
"But she doesn't know how to bake!"
"She said your mum taught her."
"She's five! The most mum would have taught her is how to make Rice Krispie buns."
"How was I supposed to know that? She's good at everything else, I thought she'd be able to manage a Muggle cake."
"Baking the Muggle way is much harder! There's no spell to make sure the sponge rises or the icing melts properly."
"Well you learn something new every day, don't you? And I've learned that I'm never baking again. In fact, I'm never getting off this couch again."
"Ran you in circles, did she? Oh Merlin… How did she manage to coat every surface in flour? Is it –? Yes, it's even in the drawers!"
"That was Hugo, actually. I didn't notice he'd gotten hold of the bag and was chewing it until too late. He needs a bath."
"Hugo ate flour?!"
"Only a tiny bit. Seemed to like playing in it more, I think he thought it was sand."
"Of course he did! Ugh, and this is the cake mixture she made?"
"In the yellow bowl? Yes, I think that's it."
"It has pieces of carrot in it. And… is that pasta?"
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, Hermione! I thought she knew what she was doing, remember?"
"Ron honestly, you'd let her talk you into anything!"
"Not anything! I can put my foot down, sort of."
"Yes darling, in theory you're a very stern father. In reality though, all she has to do is bat her eyelashes..."
"At least they're both still in one piece, don't I get credit for that?"
"Of course you do, that always impresses me! Actually… where are they?"
"Under the kitchen table. Rosie gave up and decided to build a tent out of the tablecloths instead… Mind your step on your way over, she dropped an egg somewhere round there."
"Oh Ron, come here and look!"
"What? Did she get yolk on something important?"
"No, but shh! They're fast asleep!"
"Oh good, can I sleep too, then?"
"You have to come and see this; Hugo is lying on Rose's lap and she's sucking her thumb, it's adorable! Grab the camera, will you? Quietly…"
"Here, take a few and we can send them to your mother so that she can see what a bad influence she is."
"Is that jam in Hugo's hair?"
"Er… probably better if you don't look too close, love."
"Look at them Ron, all curled up together. I'm so glad they're friends."
"Course they are, Weasleys always look out for each other!"
"Well, we can't leave them here all night. I'll start cleaning the kitchen if you go up and put the bath on?"
"Deal! Er, Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Don't laugh, but... what's a Rice Krispie bun?"
