"Ron!" Molly Weasly's called from the kitchen. Ron was cramming a
waffle into his mouth while piling books into his trunk. He had put off
packing for Hogwarts till the end of the summer. His tiny room looked as if
a tornado had hit it. Clothes were scattered everywhere, books were off the
shelves on the floor, Scabbers, Ron's pet rat, was nesting in a pile of
Ron's laundry.
"Ron! Come down to your last breakfast at home!"
"Mum, I'm busy! Besides, I'm eating a waffle!" Ron shouted down to the kitchen where his family was eating breakfast.
"Busy doing what?"
"Stuff, mum!" Ron yelled down exasperatedly. He could hear footsteps on the creaking stairs up to the top floors. He hurried to stick all his belongings into his trunk before his mother saw that he hadn't packed yet. Too late. "RON!" Mrs. Weasly's voice carried all the way down to the kitchen where Ron's brother's Fred, George, and Percy, and little sister, Ginny, were eating breakfast.
"Oy, he didn't pack did he?" asked Fred with a grin.
"Guess not by the sound in mum's voice," answered George. He and Fred were twin brothers and exactly identical.
"Oooh, I do hope he isn't in too much trouble!" The small voice of their little sister Ginny piped up. "I think mummy shouldn't yell at him on his first day at Hogwarts."
"Ron shouldn't have procrastinated. I was packed for Hogwarts the day after we came back from shopping in Diagon Ally, Mother is just disciplining him, like any good authority figure would." said Percy pompously. Percy was a school prefect at Hogwarts and obsessed with rules.
"Oh shut up Percy." Ron had just walked down the stairs into the warm kitchen that smelled of sausages and orange juice.
"Oh Ron, don't be so bitter. I'll help you pack up when you're done with breakfast, but then we must hurry to get to King's Cross Station" Mrs. Weasly followed Ron down the stairs, looking firmly but lovingly towards her youngest son.
"Ginny darling, would you like to come with us to see your brothers off?"
"Mmhmm" mumbled Ginny with her mouth full of toast.
"Mum, where's dad?" asked George helping himself to some more sausage.
"Oh, Arthur had a bit of a mishap at work, he won't be able to see you off this year, I'm sorry boys." Molly replied with a bit of a frown.
"Father has a very important job at the Ministry of Magic and at the moment, many witches and wizards seem to be very lax about muggle security."
"Shut up, Percy." said Fred, George, and Ron blankly and in unison.
"Ron! Come down to your last breakfast at home!"
"Mum, I'm busy! Besides, I'm eating a waffle!" Ron shouted down to the kitchen where his family was eating breakfast.
"Busy doing what?"
"Stuff, mum!" Ron yelled down exasperatedly. He could hear footsteps on the creaking stairs up to the top floors. He hurried to stick all his belongings into his trunk before his mother saw that he hadn't packed yet. Too late. "RON!" Mrs. Weasly's voice carried all the way down to the kitchen where Ron's brother's Fred, George, and Percy, and little sister, Ginny, were eating breakfast.
"Oy, he didn't pack did he?" asked Fred with a grin.
"Guess not by the sound in mum's voice," answered George. He and Fred were twin brothers and exactly identical.
"Oooh, I do hope he isn't in too much trouble!" The small voice of their little sister Ginny piped up. "I think mummy shouldn't yell at him on his first day at Hogwarts."
"Ron shouldn't have procrastinated. I was packed for Hogwarts the day after we came back from shopping in Diagon Ally, Mother is just disciplining him, like any good authority figure would." said Percy pompously. Percy was a school prefect at Hogwarts and obsessed with rules.
"Oh shut up Percy." Ron had just walked down the stairs into the warm kitchen that smelled of sausages and orange juice.
"Oh Ron, don't be so bitter. I'll help you pack up when you're done with breakfast, but then we must hurry to get to King's Cross Station" Mrs. Weasly followed Ron down the stairs, looking firmly but lovingly towards her youngest son.
"Ginny darling, would you like to come with us to see your brothers off?"
"Mmhmm" mumbled Ginny with her mouth full of toast.
"Mum, where's dad?" asked George helping himself to some more sausage.
"Oh, Arthur had a bit of a mishap at work, he won't be able to see you off this year, I'm sorry boys." Molly replied with a bit of a frown.
"Father has a very important job at the Ministry of Magic and at the moment, many witches and wizards seem to be very lax about muggle security."
"Shut up, Percy." said Fred, George, and Ron blankly and in unison.