Chapter 8
The next morning was a really drowsy morning for everyone in the Weasley house. All of the girls had slept 'till eleven that day, and the guys were extremely exhausted (particularly Harry and Ron) because they had dealt with so many things in one day.All three boys were sitting downstairs in the living room, watching t.v. The three girls suddenly came down the stairs, all yawning. Ginny was wearing short-sleeve, dark blue silk pajamas with white slippers, and her hair was in frizzy braids with white ribbons. Hermione was wearing short-sleeve, white silk pajamas with hot pink, orange, yellow, lime green, light blue and dark purple poka dots with golden retriever puppy slippers, her hair also in frizzy braids with white ribbons. Katie was wearing a white tank-top that said MAGICAL and green and yellow plaid boxer shorts with white slippers, her hair also in frizzy braids with yellow ribbons. "Well, if it isn't the sleepy heads." Fred said. All of the girls walked over and sat down next to their boyfriends, snuggling up next to them, and going back to sleep. "Still tired, obviously." Harry said, kissing the top of Ginny's head. The three girls suddenly sat up. "Well, I cerrtainly slept well, don't you two agree?" Hermione asked. Katie and Ginny nodded. "Yes. But we stayed up 'till like, 12:30 'er 1:00 talking about you three." Ginny said. They started to laugh, as the boys joined in. "Well, let's just hope nothing was offensive." Harry said. "Nope!" Katie exclaimed, the three girls still laughing. Then they all heard Crookshanks meow. "That ruddy cat has been bugging us all morning!" Fred exclaimed."Hey! That's my girlfriend's cat you're insulting!" Ron exclaimed. Hermione scooped up Crookshanks, and together, she and Ron stroked him. Then, Hermione kissed Ron on the cheek."Did Harry and Fred help you down the steps this morning?" she asked, she and him still stroking Crookshanks gently. Ron nodded. "But it was a little difficult getting him down the steps without waking anyone." Harry said. "Yeah, I should know. My dad broke his leg when I was just five. Had to sleep downstairs in order to get to everything. Oh, and I was his 'little assistant'." she said in an angry, babyish sort of voice. "Was that bad?" Ron asked, letting Crookshanks down. "Mmm hmm. I had to get every - little - thing for my dad when his leg was broken. And half the stuff I couldn't even carry very well." she exclaimed. "Well, I certainly won't make you get stuff for me." Ron said, kissing Hermione on the neck. "So, we're the only ones up still. How's about me and the girls make us some breakfast." said Ginny. She, Katie and Hermione got up from their seats and headed into the kitchen. "Let's make waffles." Harry heard Hermione say. "So, no wonder you needed help this mornin', mate. You can't even hold one of your crutches." said Harry. "Yeah. It must suck, having a broken arm and a broken leg." said Fred. Ron nodded, a glum look coming over his face. "But hey, the good thing is about having two broken bones at Hogwarts is that they don't stay broken for very long!" said Harry. "And why is that?" said Ron and Fred together. "Madame Pomfrey! She can mend your arm and leg when we get to school, duh!" said Harry, bursting into laughter. "How could I forget? One of the most amazing Healers we know, and she works in our school! Ha!" Ron exclaimed, joining Fred and Harry in the laughter. "What's so funny?" came a voice from the steps. It was George, wearing his short-sleeve, navy blue and red plaid pajamas with orange edging, and orange slippers. (Fred has the same pajamas, except with yellow edging and yellow slippers. "Nothing, really. Come on over and join us." said Fred, motioning for his twin to join him on the couch. One thing Harry loved about Mrs. Weasley was that she either bought him new clothes (with his money) or made him new clothes. He had given her money to buy him a new pair of pajamas. He now had red flannel pants with brooms on them, and a matching white t-shirt with a broom on the front that said 'Quiddtch. . .' in gold with red lining, and on the back it said '. . . the Wizard-Loving Sport!' in gold with red lining. Mrs. Weasley had also gotten Harry matching gold fur slippers. "Breakfast!" Katie called from the kitchen. The four boys went into the kitchen, Harry helping Ron. "Hey Ginny, you still owe me 15 Galleons from that last game of one-on-one quidditch I challenged you to." Ron said, sitting down, with help from Harry. Ginny grabbed a sack off the top of the stove, and tossed it to Ron. "Now, lemme scetch out the pair of pajamas I want mum to get me." he said. "Hey Fred, pass me that parchament and quill, would ya." Fred passed something down the table to Ron, who began to sketch. As they all watched Ron in awe, he hummed to himself. When the sketch was complete, he had this on the piece of parchament: a white t-shirt that had a broom on the front that said 'Quidditch. . .' in red with gold lining, and on the back it said '. . . the Wizard-Loving Sport!' in red with gold lining. The flanel pants were gold with brooms on them, and red fur slippers. "What do ya think?" he asked, holding it out. "They're the exact opposite of my pajamas! Cool!" Harry exclaimed. Everyone else murmered in agreement. Then the waffle iron began to steem. Ginny took all the waffles from the waffle iron (which made ten at a time) and put them on a plate. Hermione did the same from the other waffle iron (which only made four at a time) and added them to Ginny's waffle plate. Katie put the plate on the table, as Hermione said "Everyone gets two each! Now dig in!" she exclaimed. Ginny had placed a bowl of blueberries, a bowl of chocolate chips, and the syrup on the table. All the boys were eating feriociously, like wild animals. "If you eat too fast, you'll get sick!" Katie said, trying to be heard over all the noise. She and the other two girls sat down and began to delicately serve themselves, like ladies should. "My gracious!" came a very angry voice from right by the steps. It was Mrs. Weasley, still looking tired. She was in her peach nightdress and dark blue dressing gown with dark blue slippers. "Look at you boys, eating like pigs! Whereas the girls have scooted away from you to the other end, to eat properly, like the four of you should be doing!" she exclaimed. She came over to the table and began to take the boys plates away, while saying "Until you four can learn to eat like proper gentlemen, your breakfast will be kept in the stove. Am I making myself clear?" she barked, glaring at the four boys. They all nodded, and then looked down at Hermione, Ginny and Katie, who were eating like they should be: properly. The boys got up from their seats and went back into the den. "My goodness, what animals. And just look at this table!" she exclaimed. The table was covered in syrup, smashed chocolate chips and blueberries and little bits of waffle. The door suddenly opened. Mr. Weasley walked in, his green robes billowing behind him. "Morning Weasleys!" he exclaimed. "Morning, dad!" chimed all the red-heads. "Good morning, Mr. Weasley." Katie, Harry and Hermione said. "Ah, what a night!" he said to himself, hanging up his robes and hat, and putting down his briefcase. "Waffles! Delightful!" he exclaimed, kissing Mrs. Weasley on the cheek and sitting down, as Mrs. Weasley put a fresh batch of waffles in front of him. "Everything going well at the ministry, dear?" she asked. "Fine, fine. Although Barty Crouch, Percy's boss, wasn't in today. Wonder why? Any how, have we all had a nice morning so far?" he asked, looking around at everyone. "Well, I got down here to find all four boys that are in the den stuffing their faces like wild animals! Never seen such bad table manners, but the girls sitting down at the other end of the table were eating properly: like ladies." she said, glaring at the boys. "Mum, we were hungry! What do ya ex-" "I expect you to eat like you were taught, Fred Weasley!" she but in. "And that goes for the rest of you!" she said, pointing her finger at all of them. The three girls brought their plates over, as Mrs. Weasley dished bacon and eggs onto their plates. "This all looks great, Molly." said Arthur, wiping his mouth. Mrs. Weasley put the boys plates back at their places, and spooned bacon and eggs onto each of them. They all came back over and prepared to put their silverwear back into their food, but before they could, they were interupted by Mrs. Weasley. "Ah, no, no, no, no, no! I'm going to teach you how to eat properly. Girls, would you like to help me?" she asked. The girl shot up from their seats, going behind their boyfriends, Mrs. Weasley taking George.