"FREDERICK GIDEON WEASLEY! THIS IS THE SEVENTH TIME IVE CALLED YOU FOR BREAKFAST, IF YOU DONT GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE THEN MERLIN HELP YOU!" Mrs Weasley screamed and threw open the door to Fred's room, stormed over to the window and opened the curtains.
"Fred, get up... MERLINS BEARD FREDERICK WEASLEY!"
Fred, groaned and opened his eyes. "Mornin' Mum."
"DONT YOU MORNING MUM ME YOUNG MAN! I AM DISGUSTED WITH YOU!"
"What?Why?" Fred asked groggly sitting up.
"OH, DONT ACT ALL INNOCENT WITH ME FREDERICK WEASLEY! I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU'VE DONE! HONESTLY, WITH YOUR YOUNGER SISTER IN THE NEXT ROOM AND SHE'S RONS CRUSH! I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT YOU WOULD ACTUALLY..."
At that moment, the thing that was causing Mrs Weasley all this alarm stirred and opened her eyes.
"Mornin' Mione!" Fred grinned down at her "Sleep well?"
"Yeah, thanks... oh." She said when she saw Mrs Weasley baring over them with a spatula "Honestly, its not what you think..."
"Mum! What is going on! I want some bacon!" George's voice could be heard, coming from the kitchen.
"HONESTLY, FREDERICK WEASLEY, LURING, YOUNG GIRLS INTO YOUR BED..."
"I DID NOT 'LURE' HERMIONE INTO MY BED! NOTHING HAPPENED MUM! WE WERE TALKING & WE FELL ASLEEP NEXT TO EACHOTHER! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU WERE ACTUALLY THINKING THAT I WOULD... honestly, i worry about you mum!"
"I... well, ugh, fine! Just get your butts downstairs for breakfast!"Mrs Weasley sighed and stormed out of the room.