The Weasley's, Harry, Hermione, Clara and Rose all entered the kitchen and seated them selves around the table. Mr Weasley made an entrance a second or so behind them and was greeted to a chorus of 'Morning."
"Good morning everyone." He nodded. "Terrible weather." And walked over to the fire.
"So what's for breakfast?" Yawned Rose.
"Toast." Mrs Weasley placed a plate of toast in the middle of the table and several hands made to grab a piece. There was one slice left as Clara and Sirius both reached out to take it. They stopped and looked up at one another narrowing their eyes.
"Let-it-go," said Clara through gritted teeth. Rose looked up and suppressed a giggle.
"I got it first," said Sirius.
"I think you'll find I did actually," Clara was trying to pull the piece of toast towards her but Sirius was too strong and the toast stayed where it was, crumbling slightly. Now the others had stopped eating to watch. George stood up and flapped his hands as if he were calling for quiet, which he didn't need to do as everyone was watching the two with amusement.
"Allow me to settle this." He said. Sirius and Clara looked up at him. Before they knew it, George had reached out and snatched the toast from them. Then crammed it into his mouth.
"Settled." He said spraying crumbs over the table. Clara and Sirius stared at George in disbelief for a moment and then sunk back in their chairs sulking.
"George!" Mrs Weasley glared at her son and George sat down again mumbling an apology. She took out her wand and tapped the table where another plate of toast appeared. "There," she said smiling. "Now everyone's happy."
Clara took a piece of toast from the plate sulkily. Sirius did the same. Rose and Lupin looked at each other and tried not to laugh.
"Well now. What have we got to do today dear?" Asked Mr Weasley, a cup of tea in hand, walking over to the table.
"You can go and get some more doxycide." Said Mrs Weasley. "We've run out and there's still a room that needs doing. "
"Ah right dear. I'll go right after this." He said indicating the mug in his hand. He went to sit on a chair but stood up rather quickly, his tea slopping dangerously about. "Ooo dear." He said and looked at the chair behind him. "What on earth's this?" He looked at the CD player that Clara had placed on the chair.
"It's a CD player Dad." Said Ginny. She looked at the nearly empty plate of toast, checked that Clara and Sirius weren't looking, saw that they were too busy scowling at each other and took the last piece.
"Amazing." Said Mr Weasley, kneeling down to look at it. "What does it do?"
"It plays music." Said Clara, forgetting now to scowl at Sirius and turned to Mr Weasley who was looking at it in wonder.
"Amazing." He repeated.
"Arthur." Mrs Weasley noticed the signs. "Don't start messing about with things." But Mr Weasley appeared not to have heard her.
"Wonderful. What will they think of next?" He muttered to himself. Mrs Weasley rolled her eyes.
"I want you all to remember that there's going to be a meeting tonight. So I want you all to not make a fuss when people start arriving. Into your rooms, and stay there." This last part was directed more at the twins than anyone else who looked at her innocently.
"I don't know why you're looking at us." Said Fred.
"Is it everyone today?" Asked Harry.
"Well not everyone. Kingsley can't make it unfortunately. And neither can Mundungus." Said Lupin, taking a sip from his mug. "This'll be your first meeting won't it?" He looked at Rose.
"Yeah." She said smiling at him. Clara caught the look and rolled her eyes. She knew that look. "Hope we'll be able to catch up."
"I'm sure you'll be fine." Smiled Lupin.
"Everyone? That means Snape's going to be here." Muttered Ron, the disappointment in his voice noticeable.
Harry groaned. If Snape was going to be there he would be certain to stay in his room. Having to spend an entire school year with him teaching was bad enough. The less he saw of him during the holidays the better.
"Snape?" Said Rose overhearing Ron. "As in Professor Snape? Hogwarts?"
"Do you know him then?" asked Ron.
"Yeah. Well. We've seem him when we visited Hogwarts once." Said Rose. "Tall, black hair and a face like-"
"Like a slapped arse." Cut in Clara. Sirius tried to hide a smirk at this. The rest however didn't try to hide their glee at hearing their least favorite teacher being insulted like this.
"Yeah sounds like him all right." Nodded Harry.
"HAUNTING ME, WANTING ME, I CAN FEEL YOU HAUNT ME DOWN."
Everyone in the room jumped a foot in the air and Mrs Weasley dropped the plate she'd been holding as music blasted loudly from the speakers of the CD player. Mr Weasley had tipped over backwards with shock. Quickly Clara stepped forward and hit the off button. Mr Weasley looked apologetic.

"Arthur!" Said Mrs Weasley shrilly, taking her wand and waving it, so the plate that had smashed on the floor flew back together.
"Don't worry." Laughed Clara. "You must have hit the volume up before you pressed play."
"I do apologise." He said standing up. "But it is most interesting." He cast a look at his wife and then said in a hushed voice. "Would you mind if I borrow it maybe? Take it apart and see how it works and that?"
"Sure." Nodded Rose before Clara could open her mouth. Clara looked at her with a slightly panicked look in her eyes. She sidled over to Rose.
"Rose. Take it apart. Precious CD player here." She whispered. Rose studied Clara's face.
"Clara." Said in a voice that sounded slightly exasperated. "What are we?"
"Witches."
"And what is it we do?" Asked Rose.
"Magi.ooooooh." Clara suddenly remembered that if anything were to go wrong, they simply had to wave their wands and the CD player would be good as new. Rose smiled reassuringly at her friend and then glanced at Lupin across the table again who picked up the paper and opened it. He pretended not to notice the glance but behind the paper he smiled to himself.