Design was a major part of creating something that would sell. The look of the package was what would make people pick it up after all so it was the first thing you designed, after of course designing the thing inside it.
"Straight lines, or the soft zigzag kind?" George asked her as he and Minya sat at her kitchen table, planning a new bundle of sweets. The final test was going through on them while they designed them, since as soon as their packaging was decided, they would be sent away to be made. Taralyn was in the corner almost unable to breath through the laughing fit one of them had triggered, while Fred's right arm was currently dead. It wasn't looking good on their side of things, which thankfully gave Minya and George more time to finish their end of the deal.
"Well, with the paper all wrinkled around the lolly the lines wouldn't be straight even if we printed them to be, would they? So how about...I don't know, would the zigzag lines just look messy when they're wrapped up?" Minya asked, picking up one of the lollies in question to study it.
George flicked his wand, trying out the suggested styles on the lollies in front of them and then nearly dropped his wand as his brother literally shrieked.
"She bit me!" he exclaimed as his twin and Minya shot him a stunned look, pointing at Tara with the once dead hand.
"At least your hand is okay?" Minya cracked a grin as Tara was still practically rolling on the floor laughing.
"Hey...so it is." Fred realised, looking at his hand carefully, now back to being as good as new. "Guess that's the cure then? Shot of activity to the nerves"
"What cures her? The noise is driving me crazy." George threw one of the lollies at Tara who gasped out a 'sorry!' mid laugh.
"No idea." Fred mused. "They chuck water over them in the movies, don't they"
"You're only suggesting that because she's wearing white." Minya rolled her eyes, grinning, and caught the lolly Tara threw back her way.
"I think the wriggly lines would be best." she decided for them both, and with a wave of his wand George set all of them to look that way so they could get the full effect.
"Now, colours?" he ticked off next on the list.
"Not pink. Not bloody green." Minya replied immediately.
"Not blue or yellow. How about red for Gryffindor?" George grinned.
"White for the best colour robes!" Fred snickered, Tara hitting him sharply. She was now silent again once more, Fred looking pleased with himself and Minya and George were determinedly not asking.
"Black so we get all the emo kids in." Minya joked, squeezing George's hand as he found hers, and then pulled her close for a kiss.
"Red for love." He murmured.
"Black, white and red." She agreed, a happy grin on her lips. "Sounds prefect."