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I'm not sure if anyone noticed but in the last chapter Percy was suppose to have 5 years left before he goes to Hogwarts not 4.

Chapter 4: It's a Girl

It was a cold morning wet and damp Ginevra (Ginny) was a few months old. Ron was 1 ½, Percy was about to turn 7, Charlie was 10, and Bill had started school. The 4-year olds were once again up to no good.

"Fred have me the Cockroach Clusters, along with some dead spiders."

"Very well George" said Fred handed him the items he wanted from a huge pile of stuff beside him.

"All right now I think we add the spiders to the beans and let them sit in Percy's room the Clusters to the Pumpkin Pasties and set them on Percy's books."

"You forgot the to put the pond scum with the Cauldron Cakes and put it by Ron's teddy."

"Hope could I forget that. It is the most important part Ron eating the Cakes and getting sick because he ate pond scum and to much cake. Oh mum will kill us."

"I know and that would be the..." Fred paused counting all the times they had gotten in trouble with her. "I'd say more the 200"

"Fred, I thought you would know that we would had been killed 499 times"

"Very well George lets make it a round 500."

"Right you are Fred"

George added a ladle full of pond scum to a large pile of Cauldron Cakes "Done" he said "That should be enough for ickle Ronnykins to be happy.'

They quickly walked to Ron's room and opened the door. There was only one bad thing about the room; their father was cleaning it, because their mother was resting after being in labor for so long. The good thing was his back was turned. "Ron I told you that you can't come in the room until I finish cleaning." Mr. Weasley said striating up and beginning to turn around. Before he had turned around all the way the twins had run of.

A few days later

Even through Fred and George had not been able to play the trick with the cauldron cakes they still wanted to have Ron eat something that made him ill.

"Ah, Fred, we need to do something about the brat. We just can't let him stay well forever."

"I agree with you George, but I can't think of anything to do to him."

"But what will we do to him. The ideas flew complete for my mind after the cauldron cake."

But the twins didn't have time to dwell on that any farther. A crash and a yell were heard from outside. The twins looked a each other in fear the yell was Ron, and what ever had happened to him they hoped they weren't blamed for it.

"Fred and George Weasley come out here this instant and tell me why Ron was flying your toy broomstick." It was Ms. Weasley who yells from the garden this time.

The twins gulped back tears; Ron must have broken their brand new toy broomstick. Slowly walking outside they saw a horrible sight. Ron was lying on the ground with what looked like a broken arm and right beside him was what looked like a pile of twigs.

A/N: I know that this chapter is to short but I wanted to continue the toy broomstick/ spider teddy bear incident in the next chapter.