A/N: Sorry it's been so long! But it's basically the holidays for me now- only a week left of school doing non-school related activities, and so I thought, I'm bored. And then I suddenly remembered, and ta-da! A new chapter! I'll be doing them a lot faster now. Even more so if I get lots of lovely reviews...

Disclaimer: Well, I've never said I do own everything, and so I'm certainly not going to now!

Chapter 3

"YOU WHAT?" screamed Mrs Weasley.

"Um…" Fred and George muttered nervously.

"We only left a bit early, Mum." said George, scuffing his foot.

"And that Umbridge was pure evil, she really wa-" but Fred was interrupted by another inhuman shriek issuing from his mother. It seemed this felony was beyond words.

They were standing in The Burrow's garden, where moments before, the twins had landed, disheveled, but happy. Though that happiness had soon turned to dread when they had seen their mother rushing towards them through the night.

Mrs Weasley let out another shriek of rage and despair. "Your EXAMS were so SOON!! How COULD you just walk away-"

"Well, actually we flew," said Fred sheepishly, but he was quickly silenced by a kick from his brother and the burning glare from his mother.

"I DON'T CARE HOW YOU TRANSPORTED YOURSELVES FROM THERE, I JUST… AHHH!" she screamed.

"Mum, calm down!"

"I WILL NOT CALM!! DROPPING OUT OF SCHOOL IS NOT A CALM MATTER!!"

"Mum-"

"JUST. GO. TO. YOUR. ROOMS!"

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It was breakfast. They all sat in silence around the table. The twins had finally managed to explain to their outraged mother why they had left Hogwarts, which had been quite hard as she wouldn't stop ranting at the to let them talk for a very long time. They were lucky Dad wasn't home yet from Order business- they thought it was a lot easier if they tackled them one at a time.

They still hadn't broken the news to her about the shop. Mrs Weasley hated the very idea of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, and, they thought it would be better if she got over them actually being in her kitchen first.

They all turned as they heard a knock at the door. Mrs Weasley smiled malevolently at her two twin sons, frozen to their seats.

"You can get it." She said icily.

Fred got up quickly, tugging his brother with him. Glancing at each other, trying to communicate, trying to find some way out of this mess, they walked slowly to the door.

Putting on a fixed smile, they opened the door.

"Hi, Dad." George croaked.

Arthur dropped his large bundle of papers, sending them flying everywhere.

He stared at them, ignoring the paper now flying round the garden like a large collection of butterflies.

Fred cleared his throat. "Uh… Accio papers!"

They all flew into a neat bundle and landed in Fred's arms.

"Let me," said quickly, glancing at his father fearfully, who was still standing in the exact same position, gobsmacked.

"Scourgify!" the bits of leaves and dirt that had attached themselves to the pile of paper in its trip around the garden drifted off.

Mrs Weasley bustled through the doorway. Arthur's eyes fixed on his wife's and said slowly, "Molly?"

"I know." She replied, glaring at Fred and George, who were looking like they wanted to run away and hide under their beds.

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