Arguments

Skyler still wasn't leaving her room, so Harry and the Weasley twins decided to gang up on her. Sirius warned them it probably wouldn't have pleasant results, but they went ahead anyway. They were able to convince her, with only mild argument, to come down for dinner.

As they were headed downstairs Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were standing in the hallway with Fred and George's Extendable Ears listening to an argument going on downstairs. As Skyler, Harry, and the twins got closer they could hear part of the argument without the Extendable Ears.

"You're impossible!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.

"Me? Listen to yourself!" Sirius snapped back.

"She's your daughter, you need to discipline her!"

"For what? Disagreeing with Dumbledore? She's not the only one, Molly."

"Fine! But you should at least make her go to Hogwarts. She needs to learn structure, and discipline! You obviously haven't taught her anything. Apparently no one has!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means she obviously has no respect for rules or laws, but that's really no surprise there."

"Oh, really? And why is that?"

"You are a bad influence. Where did she learn all of those things? She's just like you."

Skyler winced at that last exchange. Fred saw.

"What?" he whispered, so they wouldn't be caught eavesdropping.

"She sounds like my mother," Skyler whispered back, after a quick hesitation. They turned their attention back to the argument.

"Molly, I'm not going to force her to go," Sirius continued.

"Well, you need to! She doesn't need to drop out of school. She needs to be around other witches and wizards," Mrs. Weasley was trying to reason.

"Well, she doesn't want to go, and I'm not going to force her."

"And why not?"

"Because you back her into a corner and it won't be pretty."

"Being a parent isn't always pretty, or haven't you noticed?" There was a silence for a minute. "Oh, that's right you don't know how to be a parent, you just try and be their friend."

"That's low Molly, even for you. You think I'm a horrible godfather, a horrible dad, what else? Anything else you think I'm doing wrong? Even though you wouldn't know anything about it, you've got to put your two cents in. You think your way is the only way? Try looking at it from someone else's perspective for once!"

The door slammed, and the teens piled into the nearest room to avoid getting caught. They heard the loud footsteps pass the room and continue up the next flight of stairs.