Sorry That I haven't updated in awhile guys, I've been grounded…..

Chapter three:

(movie is in italics)

"Mrs. Weasley! I'm home!"

Mr. Weasley ran into the kitchen, carrying a vase of flowers. He kissed his plump wife on the cheek and sat the flowers in her arm.

"I see that all of the hands (Of the clock) are on mortal peril, once again, as they should be?" (see book six for details….)

"Of course dear."

"Ah then, everything is set. We'll go to Muggle world for the Summer!"

"Are you high dear?"

"No, just a bit tipsy."

"Be sure not to scare the children!" Molly called up the stairs as Author clambered up them, 2 by 2.

Molly Blushed, "Fred! George! How could you!" but she smiled all the while.

"Shh Mum!" Cried all the children, in favor of watching their parents be embarrassed.

"My Mollywobbles, my dear MollyWobbles, She cleans up the house every day-

"Dad? Are you in there?"

Ginny poked her head through her parent's bedroom door.

"Yes Ginbug, sorry I'm late, Fudge took the heads out to a bar, quite an odd one actually, said I would enjoy it, I believe it was a muggle bar, I don't think I've ever had any butterbeer that strong before.."

Ginny rolled her eyes as Author continued to rant and rave about muggles and their beer.

"Munchkins! Dinner!" Molly called upstairs, a bit out of sorts herself.

Author stood against the bedroom door frame, and counted his children as they ran by.

"One red head, One brown head, two red head, three red head, four red head, five red head, 6 red head (Bill and Charlie were home) One black head……. (If you didn't catch on yet, Hermione's got brown hair and Harry's got black hair… that's where the 'one brown hair" and 'one black hair' come from.

Author beamed, "I was a bit tipsy, wasn't I?"

"SHH!" The kids shouted.

Later that night…

"Oh Mollywobbles, how I love you."

"I love you too dear."

"Mollywobbles? Can we have an eight red hair?"

"You mean another munchkin dear?"

"Yes, yes, one of those things."

Author started to undress, mooning the camera all the while.

"ALRIGHT! THAT'S ENOUGH! TURN OFF THE T.V! BED TIME!" Author yelled, maroon faced.

"Yes yes, listen to your father." Molly said, quite frazzled herself.

Fred? George? What are you thinking? You parents, a bookworm, AND your ONLY sister? I believe you two have a death wish….

Next victim: Harry Potter and his secret second girlfriend.