Mommy, Why does My Teddy Have Too Many Legs?
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG (for language and possible scary moments)
Characters: Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger-Weasley, and Catlin Weasley (daughter), George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Percy Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley
Time: Six years after Hogwarts graduation; around late 2002 to early 2003; sometime in 1983
Chapter: Two; Spiders, Poopy-heads, Dung Bombs, and. . .Percy?
Disclaimer: Catlin is my character, but ickle Ronnikins (damn), 'Mione (oh well), and the rest of the characters are JKR's.
A/N: I know the last chapter was short, but it was just the intro. . . I promise it will be longer and better and if you have any good ideas to add email; my address is on my bio. . . thanx for reviewing and I hope y'all enjoy this chapter. . . and plz keep reviewing
The toddler looked as pale as Nearly Headless Nick, the Gryffindor House ghost.
Hermione almost ran over to her daughter. "Catlin, are you alright? Is everything alright" she said looking almost as white as Catlin.
"No, I not awight." She said desperately, "I saw a- a- A SPIDER!!!!!"
"Err- Hermione, dear" Ron said nervously while going green, "could you take care of that."
Hermione walked out of the room heading toward Catlin's bedroom murmuring "Yep, she definitely yours."
Ron chose to ignore this comment.
"Um- Daddy? Am I a -um- poopy-head for being ascared of spiders?"
"No, honey, where would you get an idea like that?"
"Cause Michael said I was a poopy-head for being ascared of spiders." She was referring to Fred and Angelina's five-year-old son.
"Well," said Ron, "he's a booger-eater for calling you a poopy-head." She giggled. "And," Ron continued, "don't ever feel bad because you afraid of something. Daddy's scared of spiders too."
"You are?!?" the four-year-old said in awe. "But I tought you weren't ascared of nofing."
"Well, really it was Uncle Fred who made me afraid of them."
"Then Uncle Frwed is a poopy-head." She giggled again.
"It all started when Daddy was a little younger than you, three years old, I think. . ."
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A seven year old walked down the stairs. He had horn rimmed glasses, perfectly combed hair, and piece of paper with the letter 'P' for prefect pinned on his sweater. Percy looked furious. "Fred! George! I know it was you who put a Dung Bomb in my underwear drawer! I'll curse you if you do it again!"
The twins were giggling mischievously in the nook under the stairs. "He has no prwoof it was us" said George while his brother was still laughing madly.
"No he doesn't, but guess who does?!" said Mrs. Weasley looking like a raptor.
They both stopped laughing in a heartbeat. "Err-hello Mummy." Fred said trying not to look too guilty.
"You look very prwetty Mummy." George said cowering his mother's wrath.
"Save it! Go up to you room. . . NOW!! And be quiet! I just got Ginny to--" Before she could finish the sentence, there was a loud wail two floors up that told her Ginny was awake. But before she could finish yelling at George and Fred they ran like twin blurs up the stairs. "Oh no" she moaned.
Percy laughed smugly at his brothers until "What are you laughing at young man!" Mrs. Weasley asked. "You were the one who probably woke her up. Now go up and check what's wrong with her. I've got to finish making dinner before your father gets home."
A/N: I know it's kind of boring now, but I promise you it will get better. Sorry it's still so short, but it's better than the first chapter. Now please review or "I'll curse you. . ." Just kidding! But plz review!!
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG (for language and possible scary moments)
Characters: Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger-Weasley, and Catlin Weasley (daughter), George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Percy Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley
Time: Six years after Hogwarts graduation; around late 2002 to early 2003; sometime in 1983
Chapter: Two; Spiders, Poopy-heads, Dung Bombs, and. . .Percy?
Disclaimer: Catlin is my character, but ickle Ronnikins (damn), 'Mione (oh well), and the rest of the characters are JKR's.
A/N: I know the last chapter was short, but it was just the intro. . . I promise it will be longer and better and if you have any good ideas to add email; my address is on my bio. . . thanx for reviewing and I hope y'all enjoy this chapter. . . and plz keep reviewing
The toddler looked as pale as Nearly Headless Nick, the Gryffindor House ghost.
Hermione almost ran over to her daughter. "Catlin, are you alright? Is everything alright" she said looking almost as white as Catlin.
"No, I not awight." She said desperately, "I saw a- a- A SPIDER!!!!!"
"Err- Hermione, dear" Ron said nervously while going green, "could you take care of that."
Hermione walked out of the room heading toward Catlin's bedroom murmuring "Yep, she definitely yours."
Ron chose to ignore this comment.
"Um- Daddy? Am I a -um- poopy-head for being ascared of spiders?"
"No, honey, where would you get an idea like that?"
"Cause Michael said I was a poopy-head for being ascared of spiders." She was referring to Fred and Angelina's five-year-old son.
"Well," said Ron, "he's a booger-eater for calling you a poopy-head." She giggled. "And," Ron continued, "don't ever feel bad because you afraid of something. Daddy's scared of spiders too."
"You are?!?" the four-year-old said in awe. "But I tought you weren't ascared of nofing."
"Well, really it was Uncle Fred who made me afraid of them."
"Then Uncle Frwed is a poopy-head." She giggled again.
"It all started when Daddy was a little younger than you, three years old, I think. . ."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A seven year old walked down the stairs. He had horn rimmed glasses, perfectly combed hair, and piece of paper with the letter 'P' for prefect pinned on his sweater. Percy looked furious. "Fred! George! I know it was you who put a Dung Bomb in my underwear drawer! I'll curse you if you do it again!"
The twins were giggling mischievously in the nook under the stairs. "He has no prwoof it was us" said George while his brother was still laughing madly.
"No he doesn't, but guess who does?!" said Mrs. Weasley looking like a raptor.
They both stopped laughing in a heartbeat. "Err-hello Mummy." Fred said trying not to look too guilty.
"You look very prwetty Mummy." George said cowering his mother's wrath.
"Save it! Go up to you room. . . NOW!! And be quiet! I just got Ginny to--" Before she could finish the sentence, there was a loud wail two floors up that told her Ginny was awake. But before she could finish yelling at George and Fred they ran like twin blurs up the stairs. "Oh no" she moaned.
Percy laughed smugly at his brothers until "What are you laughing at young man!" Mrs. Weasley asked. "You were the one who probably woke her up. Now go up and check what's wrong with her. I've got to finish making dinner before your father gets home."
A/N: I know it's kind of boring now, but I promise you it will get better. Sorry it's still so short, but it's better than the first chapter. Now please review or "I'll curse you. . ." Just kidding! But plz review!!