Author's Note:

A short chapter, but I finished it ten minutes ago and thought it was cute and short and a little drabble for everyone to enjoy. Also I pulled a few of my ideas from this post I saw on tumblr from moony-cj-padfoot-and-prongs about stuff Fred and George did over the years, specifically on their birthdays. I absolutely love it and wanted to somehow incorporate it here. I just love the post! It is SO Fred and George to me! So keeping this in mind — I thought of the shenanigans those boys got up too, and I love them for it.

Also, I thought it would be fun to have some of the other Weasley relatives around at Ginny's birthday so, using my knowledge from Pottermore and from the Harry Potter Lexicon, I created names for the multiple Weasley cousins, who were present at Bill and Fleur's wedding and added a middle name for Charlie (thought his grandfather seemed like a good choice).

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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE:

The One With the Weasleys

A madhouse was definitely a good word for it, Sirius thought. He followed Pandora Lovegood through the small kitchen and out into the back garden where Mrs Weasley was standing with her hands on her hips, shrieking in rage at the two boys on the roof. One of them had his legs sticking out of the top of the chimney while the other one held him up by his ankles, shaking him. The sight made him laugh and he bit his lip when Mrs Weasley's eyes flashed to him angrily.

The two boys climbed down from the roof, the younger one rubbing soot out of his hair and glaring at his elder brother.

"CHARLES SEPTIMUS WEASLEY, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Mrs Weasley demanded as the thirteen year-old shrugged in response.

"He was being a ponce, Mum!"

"That is no reason to shove his head down the chimney!" She pulled the other boy to her, cuddling him to her breast. "Percy, darling - are you quite all right?"

He nodded, eyeing his brother with annoyance. "I'm fine, Mum. We were just messing around."

Mrs Weasley huffed in response. "Well, no more messing around! Today is Ginny's day! Now you boys go inside and finish making up the vegetable trays. Percy, go clean yourself up! You're covered in soot!"

Sirius merely grinned, taking a seat at the picnic table outside. It looked like the boys in this family certainly knew how to have fun, he thought with a grin. His eyes found Harry amidst the kids of different ages around the yard and he smiled. He was sitting next to Ginny on the bench swing in the back, their legs pumping back and forth to propel motion.

He looked up at the tall thin red-headed man who sat next to him. His hair was wavy and dark red and was starting to thin a bit at the top. He adjusted his square glasses and smiled warmly, offering his hand.

"Arthur Weasley."

"Sirius Black."

"Ah, right, the black sheep of Walburga and Orion," he said with a smile. "I have heard many tales."

"I prefer to call myself the White Sheep of the Black Family to be honest," he said with a grin. "And you, a Weasley — the biggest blood traitors outside of the Potter family in the last century, according to my mother that is."

"Most certainly," Mr Weasley said. "Welcome to our humble home. And yes, it usually is this chaotic."

Sirius laughed as he looked around and listened to Arthur point out the people in the yard. He was the father of seven. Bill was fifteen and was pushing Ginny and Harry on the swing. Charlie was thirteen and the troublemaker who had dangled his soon-to-be-ten-year-old-brother, Percy, down the chimney. The twins, Fred and George, were eight and at the moment were conspiring with his youngest son, Ron, six, by the broom shed. Sirius had noticed that one of the twins was holding a Zonko's bag and it made him smile to see it. Ginny was the youngest, turning five the next day, and the only girl.

The dark-haired woman, Pandora, was helping Mrs Weasley bring food out from the kitchen. Her daughter, Luna, who was as fair as Pandora was dark, was sitting in the middle of the yard blowing on dandelions and watching them float around the yard. Pandora was a Potioneer and she was married to Xenophilius Lovegood, editor of The Quibbler magazine.

Septimus and Cedrella Weasley were chatting with their two other sons, Bilius and Alphard; a healer vaguely introduced as cousin Lancelot; and great-auntie Muriel, who was drinking her tea and currently lecturing her great-nephew Charlie on why it was disrespectful to dangle younger brothers down chimneys, were all sitting at the picnic table next to Sirius and Arthur. Bilius' wife Lucretia was currently talking to one of her sons, Septimus. He was twenty-two and home on holiday from where he worked as a Herbologist in the jungles of Brazil. Gaius at twenty, worked as an Arithmancer at the Ministry of Magic. Marcus had just finished at Hogwarts and was working part-time as a Quidditch referee. Tiberius was in school with Bill.

Arthur explained that his brother Alphard and his wife Maureen's eldest son Caradoc had moved to New York and was working as an International Ambassador with MACUSA which was why he wasn't present; Valerius was a Healer in the Healing Hands in Habitat volunteer organization and was currently stationed in Afghanistan, where he had been working steadily for the last four months (which was why he wasn't present); Gabriel was a trainee in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures; Maximus was entering his final year at Hogwarts; and Marius was in the same year as Charlie Weasley.

"Big family you have, Arthur," Sirius commented as he absently listened to the introductions on who was who. "Only time my parents ever had all of the relatives over was for formal balls. Not a lot of girls in your family for those, eh?"

Arthur chuckled. "No, it's a rarity in the Weasley family. My Ginny is the first girl born to a Weasley in seven generations. Molly had her heart set on a daughter and we were gifted with our Ginny. Sixth time is the charm, I guess."

Sirius grinned as he watched Harry and Ginny hurry over to where Fred, George and Ron were playing, Ginny tugging Luna up to her feet and having her follow.

"You definitely have your hands full."

"You have no idea!" Arthur told him, his eyes on his four youngest children. "The twins alone! They showed signs of magic at the youngest age of all of my children as well. At their first birthday, they somehow set half the house on fire and singed off Percy's eyebrows when their birthday cake exploded in his face."

Sirius laughed, holding his stomach at the image. "That's hilarious! At Harry's first birthday, he blew the candles out on his cake, but they somehow turned into fireworks. Scared the shit out of Jamie, especially because the firework flew off the cake and into his hair while Harry clapped, yelling, 'Da-Da pretty' and Lily just stared in shock."

Arthur grinned. "Well, exactly! It's funny now, but in the moment… you can imagine how much Molly and I were in shock. They've turned Percy's hair blue and Bill's purple; somehow transfigured Ron's stuffed animal into a giant spider when they were five — let me tell you the chaos that ensued! Molly's great-auntie Muriel vowed never to come back four years ago when George set a ghoul on her, who by the way has now made a home for himself in our attic with no intentions of leaving. Muriel did obviously come back again. They figured out how to break into the broom shed and stole Charlie and Bill's brooms to fly in and out of the house. And just last week, Fred and George somehow re-arranged the furniture in Ginny's room to be in Ron's room and vice versa. They are a constant headache."

"And you love every minute of it," Sirius said with a grin, looking at the eight-year-old-hellions with more interest. "Just wait until they get to Hogwarts."

"Merlin," Arthur said with a grin. "Then they'll be Dumbledore's trouble to bear."

Sirius laughed as he tried to imagine McGonagall's face when the twins started pranking everyone at Hogwarts. He knew that she'd immediately remember what life had been like when the Marauders had been at school. It brought a smile to his face just thinking about it.

Fireworks took off from the twins' hands as Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Luna watched in awe and Arthur sighed.

"I triple locked that broom shed door," he muttered standing up. "How the hell did they get in there?"

Sirius laughed again as he watched Arthur hurry over to his children. He always appreciated good pranks and he wondered if it would be completely tactless of him if he gave the twins any ideas. He chuckled to himself at the thought, smiling as Harry hurried over to him.

"Hey, Harry, having fun?"

Harry nodded, grinning widely. "Uncle Sirius, we're going to play tag."

"Okay, Prongslet," he said as Harry rushed off, chasing after Ginny who was giggling madly.

By the time the twins were lectured on letting off the fireworks without permission, Mrs Weasley had served sandwiches and chips. Five picnic tables were full and the younger kids all sat on the grass. Sirius found himself in discussion with Cedrella, who happened to be his third cousin or something akin to it. She was asking him about his parents.

"They're both dead now," he told her. "We weren't close and Mum blasted me off the family tree when I was sixteen. Fleamont and Euphemia Potter took me in."

Cedrella nodded, smiling sympathetically. "Monty always did have a big heart. I always figured that he and Euphemia would have had a house full of children, but James came late in their lives and Dorea always said that they spoiled and doted on him. They gave you a home?"

"Best home I ever had. They treated me, Remus, and Peter like we were their kids," Sirius told her. "Honestly two of the best people I ever met. Dragon pox took them both a few months before Harry was born. They would have adored being grandparents."

Cedrella smiled at the thought. "Yes, they would have. When I fell in love with Timus I knew that I would be disowned despite the fact that he was a pureblood — he was, after all, a Weasley. The day he proposed, my parents told me that I was a traitor to the Black family. I've never regretted for one moment my decision to choose Timus over my family. I have three wonderful sons and sixteen amazing grandchildren that my parents never got the opportunity to know. I couldn't be happier. You seem pretty happy yourself."

Sirius smiled at her. "I am. I wish my best mate was here to see and raise his son, but I'm here for Harry, and I always plan to be."

"Good," she said with a smile, her eyes smiling as Ginny hurried towards her. "Hello, my darling!"

Ginny wrapped her arms around her with a big smile. "Gamma, Mum says I can open gifts now."

Cedrella hugged her only granddaughter tightly and kissed her cheek. "Well, it must be time then. Go and tell Grandpa."

Ginny hurried into the arms of her grandfather, making his wide face light up as he covered her face in kisses. Sirius smiled when Harry crawled into his lap, gently brushing his hair out of his eyes.

"How was tag? Did you win?"

Harry nodded, watching Ginny with her grandparents. "I'm fast. No one caught me."

Sirius kissed the top of Harry's head, watching his godson's eyes stay on Cedrella and Septimus. He knew what he was thinking. "I wish you could have known your grandparents, Harry. They were the best people in the world and they couldn't wait to meet you but, well, they got sick and they passed away before you were born. They were like parents to me."

Harry hugged Sirius. "It's okay, I have you."

Sirius' heart felt like it was going to burst as he kissed his godson's head. "You definitely do. Always."

Harry grinned when Ron beckoned him over to the gift table and he took off, hurrying towards his new friends. Sirius watched him with a smile. He loved seeing Harry so happy. He watched as Ginny opened her presents, one by one and then to his surprise she opened a large box that exploded confetti and flour and sprinkles all in her face. Fred and George were cackling in laughter as Ginny merely glared at them. But to Sirius' surprise, she didn't yell. She simply wiped her face and thanked the twins for the prank.

Forty minutes later, Fred and George were stuck together upside down over the broom shed and Sirius had a sneaking suspicion that the tiny redheaded girl was behind it. He found himself oddly enchanted. He helped the twins down, grinning widely at them.

"I heard that you two are the mischief makers of the family, but obviously not the only pranksters."

Fred grinned widely. "We like to have fun and yeah we're learning not to mess with Ginny."

"No harm in it," George supplied with a smile.

Sirius knelt down in front of them with a grin. "I was a bit of a prankster myself back in school. You know what I used to do to my little brother?"

"What?" They both asked eagerly.

Sirius grinned. "One time I put whipped cream in his hand when he was sleeping, then I tickled his face with a feather until he slapped himself and put whipped cream right in his face."

Fred smirked. "We've done that to Percy — twice."

"And once to Bill, but we used chocolate pudding."

Sirius laughed. "I put itching powder in my all of my brother's underpants. He scratched for weeks."

"George put ants in Charlie's underpants while he was still wearing them," Fred supplied as George smirked.

"I put hair dye in my mother's shampoo and turned her hair green, but I heard you two have done that a few times as well."

Fred grinned widely. "A few times and we put a hair growing charm in Percy's shampoo and his hair grew down to his bum and he got a moustache."

Sirius grinned. "Once my friend Jamie and I filled balloons with jelly and used James' mum's bra to slingshot them out at people in the street."

"Mum would kill us," Fred said with a laugh as his eyes twinkled at the image.

"And one time, Jamie and I inflated all of the furniture in the Gryffindor common room to be like balloons so whenever someone sat down they would pop it and fall to the floor. Or my personal favourite, switching food around on people."

Fred's eyes widened. "Like what?"

"Fill a jar of sandwich mayonnaise with vanilla pudding and then eat it right out of the jar or putting toothpaste in the middle of chocolate biscuits or using shaving cream instead of whipped cream on desserts. Lots of tricks like that."

George smiled. "We had an idea, but we were unsure on how to do it right."

"Oh?" Sirius asked with interest.

Fred leaned in closer to him. "Charlie gave us an entire pack of Dungbombs for our birthday."

Sirius simply grinned. "Have you ever placed them all together in one spot before?"

The twins shook their head.

Sirius grinned wickedly. "Listen up boys, I'm about to make your wildest dreams come true."

~ ASC ~

Harry was having the time of his life. Everyone was so nice. He had been mildly intrigued when Ginny had pulled him aside and asked him to help her apply the Sticking Charm Potion to Fred and George's backs. Ginny had poured it into a spray bottle and they had squirted the twins with it when they weren't paying attention. Harry had helped her by telling them that he didn't believe that they could climb on top of the broom shed. He and Ginny had climbed up after them and Ginny had pushed George into Fred, causing them to stick together and then she had simply taken the rope from her belt and tied them to the tree branch hanging over the shed. With Harry's help, they had made it tight and she whistled as she winked at her brothers and left them dangling upside down by their ankles over the broom shed — completely stuck together.

Harry had merely stared at her. "You're tricky."

Ginny grinned. "I'm learning from them."

Harry laughed as he followed her over to where Ron was. Harry showed them how to use the chalk that he had gotten Ginny for her birthday and the three of them drew pictures. Ginny made a hopscotch design and eagerly insisted that Harry and Ron play with her as Luna instructed them on how to go through the game. Then they used the bubble blowers, Ginny laughing as they floated around her.

Ron made him laugh by pretending to miss one of the hops and falling out of the chalk lines, which annoyed Ginny and she lectured him which only led to Ron doing it wrong again on purpose. Soon the four of them were laying in the grass laughing like loons when there was a sudden explosion from the house.

Luna jumped to her feet immediately, eyes wide as Harry did the same, but Ron and Ginny stayed where they were. "What was that?"

"Fred and George," Ron and Ginny said together.

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"It's always them," Ron said with a grin. "Wait for it…"

"FREDERICK GIDEON AND GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY IF THAT GREEN SMOKE COMING FROM PERCY'S ROOM IS DUNGBOMBS, YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!" Mrs Weasley shrieked from inside of the house.

Ron busted into laughter, standing next to Harry to get a closer look at Percy who had stumbled out of the house surrounded by green smoke and the smell was so atrocious that they coughed.

Harry gagged, his eyes watering at the smell. He smiled gratefully when Ginny took his hand in hers and tugged him away from the house over to where the Weasley's large extended family were still gathering.

"What did they do?" Ginny asked her father as Bill scooped her up into his arms and put her up on his shoulders.

Arthur sighed. "A whole box of Dungbombs inside Percy's bed by the sound of it." He stood up. "I better go see Molly before she strangles them."

Bill grinned as he watched his father sigh at the prospect of having to go 'discipline' his boys. He knew his father always wanted to discipline, but he was a push-over and he always enjoyed the pranks as much as his children did.

"It was quite clever, Dad; they somehow fit them all in his pillow and under his blankets, using the balloons from the party to hide them. When Percy tried to move the balloons, they all popped and set off the Dungbombs."

"There were fifteen in that box," Charlie said, grinning at Bill. "I think they used every one. Percy and Ron's room is going to smell like shit for days."

Arthur groaned at this news and made his way into the house.

Bill smirked, grinning when Ginny ruffled his hair. "Just wait until Percy gets even."

Charlie laughed, slapping his hands together. "What do you say, Jitterbug, want to help us play a prank on Fred and George?"

Ginny grinned widely. "Yes!"

Sirius smirked into his drink, grinning at the three remaining Weasley children who were considering getting even. He had always loved prank wars; instigating them had definitely been his speciality.

Once in second year, he had stuffed Peter's dirty socks into James' pillow every day for a week. He'd concealed them with an invisibility charm and James had slept with his pillows on the floor, trying not to gag at the smell. When the charm had finally worn off and he discovered Peter's socks, he had proceeded to stuff his Quidditch practice robes under Peter's sheets, close against the mattress. Peter had literally vomited at the smell wafting out of his bed — which inherently started one of the biggest prank wars between the four boys. It had only ended when Remus defeated all of them by covering their bed in Muggle cling wrap and watching as they bounced off of it in an attempt to get into their beds in the middle of the night. The three of them consistently struggled in the dark until the fifth time when James fell on the floor, finally realizing what it was, only to get through and find himself trapped in his bed by a giant bubble charm. To this day they had never figured out how Remus had done it. But they had called a truce and voted against major pranks on each other in favour of major pranks on others instead.

He had really missed pulling pranks, he thought feeling slightly bad for the role that he had played in the current prank placed on Percy as he watched Mrs Weasley lecture her sons on using Dungbombs in the house.

"Better hope Mum doesn't find out you gave them the Dungbombs, Charlie," Bill said with a grin.

Charlie only smirked. "She won't. They know I won't supply them with anymore Zonko's products otherwise."

"Smart move," Bill said.

Charlie simply grinned. "Besides, I'm the one that suggested they let one or two Dungbombs off in Percy's room in the first place."

Bill laughed. "Still mad at him for telling Mum you had a baby dragon in our room?"

Charlie sighed. "I knew that I couldn't keep him, but still, he tattled like a little git. Maybe next time he'll remember the importance of keeping a secret for his big brother."

Bill smirked in response. "I could say the same."

"Hey, Ginny stole that journal of yours — not me!"

"I know because she is the best secret keeper in the world, right, Ginny?" he asked, grinning up at his sister.

Ginny leaned down and hugged Bill's head from her spot on his shoulders. "Yes!"

Charlie stood on his toes to kiss his sister's cheek. "Yeah, she really is. She helped me with the dragon for two weeks before Mum found out."

Bill smiled. "Speaking of Mum, I think she figured out where the twins got their supplies. Let's make a run for it."

Ginny giggled as Bill took off towards the pond, her bouncing on his shoulders and Charlie hurried after him. After all, they were the only two siblings who had access to Zonko's on a regular basis and Mrs Weasley was going to figure out which one of them had supplied the Dungbombs.

She just hoped Fred and George didn't have any more hiding somewhere in the house.

End Notes:

A little family tree here.

Arthur's parents: Septimus (Timus) and Cedrella Weasley nee Black

1. Bilius Weasley (42) m. Lucretia (45)

(a) Septimus Weasley (22, Herbologist in Brazil)

(b) Gaius Weasley (20, Arithmancer in the Ministry of Magic)

(c) Marcus Weasley (18, Quidditch referee, Department of Magical Games and Sports)

(d) Tiberius Weasley (16, attends Hogwarts with Bill)

2. Alphard Weasley (39) m. Maureen (38)

(a) Caradoc Weasley (23, International Ambassador to MACUSA)

(b) Valerius Weasley (21, Healer for Healing Hands in Habitat in Afghanistan)

(c) Gabriel Weasley (19, works in the Being Division of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures)

(d) Maximus Weasley (17, final year at Hogwarts)

(e) Marius Weasley (14, attends Hogwarts with Charlie and Tonks)

3. Arthur Weasley (34 as of 6 February) m. Molly Prewett (turns 35 on 30 October)

(a) William Arthur Weasley (turns 16 on 29 November)

(b) Charles Septimus Weasley (turns 14 on 12 December)

(c) Percival Ignatius Weasley (turns 10 on 22 August)

(d) Frederick Gideon Weasley (8 as of 1 April)

(e) George Fabian Weasley (8 as of 1 April)

(f) Ronald Bilius Weasley (6 as of 1 March)

(g) Ginevra Molly Weasley (5 as of 11 August)

Molly's great-aunt: Muriel Prewitt

Molly's cousin Lancelot Prewitt

Molly doesn't have any other relatives in my universe. Her parents and brothers were killed in the war.

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