A/n: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or references. Please do not get mad at me for using them!

Mrs. Weasley was the first to awake to a "dead" house. She hurried downstairs and started making pancakes. She had already made three-dozen pancakes when Fred came down.

"Mum, have you any idea what time it is?" Fred whined,

"No one made you get up." Mrs. Weasley replied.

"You did!" Cried Fred, "How am is anyone supposed to sleep when the smell of pancakes cooking is coming from the kitchen?!"

"Apparently Ron and Ginny didn't find it hard." A boy's voice came from behind them,

"They were still sound asleep when I walked by their rooms. "GEORGE!!! You're downstairs....you're out of your room!" Mrs. Weasley cried.

"Yes mum"

"Umm mum...mum.... MUM!!"

"Yes Fred? What is it?" Mrs. Weasley replied still so happy George was out and about.

"You're burning the pancakes!" Fred Yelled.

"Oh" cried Mrs. Weasley, as she flipped them, with her wand, on a plate that was already piled high with pancakes.

"Thank you, dear." Ron came running down the stairs.

"What's going on? Is there a fire? Do we need to evacuate?" "No nothing's wrong, I just burnt some pancakes." Mrs. Weasley explained.

"Oh" said Ron sheepishly as he dragged his feet across the room to the table where he sank back into his chair and put his head on his plate.

"Up, up sleepy head", Mrs. Weasley commanded.

Ron lifted his head and looked at his mum with a puzzled look, saying, "I'm up and it's six o'clock in the morning and it's summer; what's wrong with this picture?" He got up and got a can of Mountain Dew out of the pantry. He poured it in a glass and put 2 ice cubes in it. "This should get me going." He mumbled. He took a sip and walked back to his chair.

"Ronald Weasley!" Mrs. Weasley nagged, "What are you thinking? Drinking that in the morning? You know how much I don't like soda for breakfast!"

"But mum", Ron whined, "I couldn't sleep last night, I need a little "pick me up" to get me going!"

"O.k. but just because Harry and Hermione are coming." They heard the creak of the stairs and turned around to find Ginny walking down the stairs. She had on her pink bunny slippers and her pajama pants and an old shirt that used to be one of her brothers. She was rubbing her eyes and looked up as everyone turned.

"Well, good morning sleepy head!" Mrs. Weasley said cheerfully.

"Morning", Ginny replied, "What time is it and where's dad? I was just passing by your room and he wasn't there."

"Oh, your father went to get Hermione and Harry, they should be back in about an hour or two."

"WHAT?" Ginny replied. She turned around and ran back up the stairs mumbling, "oh my goodness, what am I going to wear? How am I going to do my hair? What if they get here sooner? Ahh!"

"Ginny get back down here!" Mrs. Weasley yelled after her, "you need to eat something!"

"Mum there's no time, after I'm ready I'll eat." They could hear footsteps running around above them. Oh, I got to go get dressed too...." Ron said. He walked to the stairs and when he thought no one was watching, ran up them two at a time.

"What's gotten into them this week?" Mrs. Weasley asked, wondering out loud. Fred started to smile. "I don't know mum, I guess they're just really excited."