A/N: Third chapter, and no... I still don't own the characters or most of the
setting... so no legal actions will be taken against me, thanks a bunch...
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"What do you need to talk to us about Mrs. Weasly?" Hermione asked as they entered the kitchen, each taking their respective spots at the table and looking at Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny's mother expectantly. They hadn't done anything to get into trouble... yet.
"Chores." Ginny groaned.
"Now, Harry and Hermione I don't expect you to do any of these since your our guests.
"No, that's alright Mrs. Weasly, we'll help out." Harry said quickly, glancing at Hermione, who looked ready to say the same thing.
Mrs. Weasly's face creased into a small frown. "If you two insist you can help Ron and the others with their chores."
"Ginny, you're in charge of keeping the living room and the kitchen clean, that includes doing dishes." Ginny looked as though her worst fears had been confirmed.
"Fred and George, you're both in charge of keeping the lawn and garden looking nice, and the bathrooms clean." Fred pretended to faint in fright as George keeled over onto the table, hitting his head rather loudly in Harry's opinion.
Mrs. Weasley ignored them.
"Ronald, you're in charge of making breakfast while I'm away with your father, also in keeping the gnomes out of your father's garden."
Ron groaned just as Ginny had.
"All of you are expected to keep your rooms neat, which includes," She gave Ron a very long stare, "keeping your room clean."
More groans came from them as she continued on. Hermione and Harry were glad that they didn't have a list of their own to do, just the prospect of helping out if they felt like it began to feel like a burden by the time all the chores were assigned to a gloomy looking red haired teen.
"Now then, your father and I are going into London for a few days on business. While we're away I expect you to all do your chores."
Ron and Ginny exchanged looks of puzzlement, and their mother seemed to read their minds before continuing on. "I'm leaving Hermione in charge."
Everyone turned to look at her. She looked down at the table cloth, turning red. Mrs. Weasley had asked her two days before hand if she would take charge while she was gone.
"Now then, take care all of you, don't do anything foolish."
Now all eyes were fixed on the twins, who pretended to take that as an insult.
"We'd never!" Fred replied indignantly.
"Remember, no magic during break, if you go to play quidditch make sure you're not seen, and for heaven's sake, don't kill each other boys." She rushed about the room and kissed each of her children on the forehead or cheek, whichever was closest and gave Hermione and Harry a quick squeeze before heading off.
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"What do you need to talk to us about Mrs. Weasly?" Hermione asked as they entered the kitchen, each taking their respective spots at the table and looking at Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny's mother expectantly. They hadn't done anything to get into trouble... yet.
"Chores." Ginny groaned.
"Now, Harry and Hermione I don't expect you to do any of these since your our guests.
"No, that's alright Mrs. Weasly, we'll help out." Harry said quickly, glancing at Hermione, who looked ready to say the same thing.
Mrs. Weasly's face creased into a small frown. "If you two insist you can help Ron and the others with their chores."
"Ginny, you're in charge of keeping the living room and the kitchen clean, that includes doing dishes." Ginny looked as though her worst fears had been confirmed.
"Fred and George, you're both in charge of keeping the lawn and garden looking nice, and the bathrooms clean." Fred pretended to faint in fright as George keeled over onto the table, hitting his head rather loudly in Harry's opinion.
Mrs. Weasley ignored them.
"Ronald, you're in charge of making breakfast while I'm away with your father, also in keeping the gnomes out of your father's garden."
Ron groaned just as Ginny had.
"All of you are expected to keep your rooms neat, which includes," She gave Ron a very long stare, "keeping your room clean."
More groans came from them as she continued on. Hermione and Harry were glad that they didn't have a list of their own to do, just the prospect of helping out if they felt like it began to feel like a burden by the time all the chores were assigned to a gloomy looking red haired teen.
"Now then, your father and I are going into London for a few days on business. While we're away I expect you to all do your chores."
Ron and Ginny exchanged looks of puzzlement, and their mother seemed to read their minds before continuing on. "I'm leaving Hermione in charge."
Everyone turned to look at her. She looked down at the table cloth, turning red. Mrs. Weasley had asked her two days before hand if she would take charge while she was gone.
"Now then, take care all of you, don't do anything foolish."
Now all eyes were fixed on the twins, who pretended to take that as an insult.
"We'd never!" Fred replied indignantly.
"Remember, no magic during break, if you go to play quidditch make sure you're not seen, and for heaven's sake, don't kill each other boys." She rushed about the room and kissed each of her children on the forehead or cheek, whichever was closest and gave Hermione and Harry a quick squeeze before heading off.