A/N: This was originally going to be a Harry Potter chapter, but I love writing about the Weasleys. And of course, all their problems. Once again, I own nothing. J.K. Rowling would probably sue me if she saw the way I abused her poor characters. ;) Well, then, read, enjoy, review, or die! :-* kiss!
"Get in here!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked. She was standing in front of a fireplace, holding a bag of Floo powder. "We hafta go to Diagon Alley. I think... Arthur? Are we going to Diagon Alley?" She dipped her hand into the Floo powder, then licked her fingers.
"Yeah," Mr. Weasley grunted, while shoving sharp objects into Bill's flowery purse.
"Dad, don't tear the embroidery!" Bill whined. Mr. Weasley grabbed a pen, and poked it through Bill's hand. "Owwww!"
Charlie walked downstairs, followed by three naked women. They smiled, waved at his parents, and walked out the door. Charlie smiled, "That's Melissa, and Carmen, and Briget. Ana and Jenny are still upstairs."
Percy began to yell, "Carry meeeeee! I don't wanna waaaaaaallllkkk!" Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes, and continued eating the Floo Powder.
"We're leaving without you, then," Mrs. Weasley yelled. "Besides, I ate your portion of the Floo Powder."
Soon there was a shriek that echoed throughout the Burrow. Suddenly everyone could hear "THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP!" as though somebody had fallen down the stairs. Somebody had, as a matter of fact, "fallen" down the stairs.
"MUUUUUUUM!" a voice cried. "GEORGE PUSHED ME DOWN THE STAIRS AGAIN!"
Mrs. Weasley snorted. "I'm sure you deserved it Fred. But, anyway, you now have permission to burn George with a cigarette when he comes downstairs."
"YAY!" Fred yelled, jumping up, and running into the living room. Mrs. Weasley glared at him.
"Dammit, George, how many times must I tell you NOT TO PUSH FRED DOWN THE STAIRS!" she yelled, spit and Floo Powder flying from her lips.
"Mum, I'm Fred, not George," Fred said.
"A likely story," Mrs. Weasley scoffed. Just then, George walked in, and Mrs. Weasley grabbed him, and placed a cigarette in his hand. "Go on, then, burn George," she said.
George smiled. "Okay, Mum," he said, walking towards Fred.
"Mum! No, I'm FRED!" Fred yelled. "OWWWWW!" he cried, as George pressed the cigarette against Fred's arm.
Mrs. Weasley turned to Fred. "Well, George, I hope you've learned your lesson. If you push Fred down the stairs one more time-," she started.
"I'll get my golf clubs out," Mr. Weasley interrupted, grinning evilily.
At that moment, Ginny came downstairs, carrying Ron on her shoulders, with a knife clenched in her fist.
"All right, off to Diagon Alley. Percy has to stay here because I don't like him and I ate his Floo Powder," Mrs. Weasley said. She stepped into the flames. Unfortunately, she had forgotten to add the Floo Powder, and burned her feet very badly. She tried again, and shouted "Diagon Alley!" and was gone.
Bill skipped in, and yelled "Gay Man Island! I mean, Diagon Alley!" and disappeared.
Charlie went in next, condoms spilling out of his pockets. "Diagon Alley," he mumbled, and disappeared as well.
Fred walked in, rubbing his arm. "Diagon Alley," he sniffed, and was whisked away.
George, giggling, walked in next. He gleefully shouted, "Diagon Alley!" and disappeared as the others had.
Ginny threw Ron into the fireplace. He sat there, looking confused. Then he began to yell, "Pineapple!" Ginny leapt in and hissed, "Diagon Alley," in an evil voice, and disappeared with a shrieking Ron.
"Diagon Alley," Mr. Weasley said, grabbing a poker, and pocketing it. Just in case somebody pissed him off.
"Get in here!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked. She was standing in front of a fireplace, holding a bag of Floo powder. "We hafta go to Diagon Alley. I think... Arthur? Are we going to Diagon Alley?" She dipped her hand into the Floo powder, then licked her fingers.
"Yeah," Mr. Weasley grunted, while shoving sharp objects into Bill's flowery purse.
"Dad, don't tear the embroidery!" Bill whined. Mr. Weasley grabbed a pen, and poked it through Bill's hand. "Owwww!"
Charlie walked downstairs, followed by three naked women. They smiled, waved at his parents, and walked out the door. Charlie smiled, "That's Melissa, and Carmen, and Briget. Ana and Jenny are still upstairs."
Percy began to yell, "Carry meeeeee! I don't wanna waaaaaaallllkkk!" Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes, and continued eating the Floo Powder.
"We're leaving without you, then," Mrs. Weasley yelled. "Besides, I ate your portion of the Floo Powder."
Soon there was a shriek that echoed throughout the Burrow. Suddenly everyone could hear "THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP!" as though somebody had fallen down the stairs. Somebody had, as a matter of fact, "fallen" down the stairs.
"MUUUUUUUM!" a voice cried. "GEORGE PUSHED ME DOWN THE STAIRS AGAIN!"
Mrs. Weasley snorted. "I'm sure you deserved it Fred. But, anyway, you now have permission to burn George with a cigarette when he comes downstairs."
"YAY!" Fred yelled, jumping up, and running into the living room. Mrs. Weasley glared at him.
"Dammit, George, how many times must I tell you NOT TO PUSH FRED DOWN THE STAIRS!" she yelled, spit and Floo Powder flying from her lips.
"Mum, I'm Fred, not George," Fred said.
"A likely story," Mrs. Weasley scoffed. Just then, George walked in, and Mrs. Weasley grabbed him, and placed a cigarette in his hand. "Go on, then, burn George," she said.
George smiled. "Okay, Mum," he said, walking towards Fred.
"Mum! No, I'm FRED!" Fred yelled. "OWWWWW!" he cried, as George pressed the cigarette against Fred's arm.
Mrs. Weasley turned to Fred. "Well, George, I hope you've learned your lesson. If you push Fred down the stairs one more time-," she started.
"I'll get my golf clubs out," Mr. Weasley interrupted, grinning evilily.
At that moment, Ginny came downstairs, carrying Ron on her shoulders, with a knife clenched in her fist.
"All right, off to Diagon Alley. Percy has to stay here because I don't like him and I ate his Floo Powder," Mrs. Weasley said. She stepped into the flames. Unfortunately, she had forgotten to add the Floo Powder, and burned her feet very badly. She tried again, and shouted "Diagon Alley!" and was gone.
Bill skipped in, and yelled "Gay Man Island! I mean, Diagon Alley!" and disappeared.
Charlie went in next, condoms spilling out of his pockets. "Diagon Alley," he mumbled, and disappeared as well.
Fred walked in, rubbing his arm. "Diagon Alley," he sniffed, and was whisked away.
George, giggling, walked in next. He gleefully shouted, "Diagon Alley!" and disappeared as the others had.
Ginny threw Ron into the fireplace. He sat there, looking confused. Then he began to yell, "Pineapple!" Ginny leapt in and hissed, "Diagon Alley," in an evil voice, and disappeared with a shrieking Ron.
"Diagon Alley," Mr. Weasley said, grabbing a poker, and pocketing it. Just in case somebody pissed him off.