Sorry for not updating over the weekend. I totally forgot about this vacation my parents and I were going on. To make up for it here are the four chapters that would have been posted. (Includes today.)
7. Shriek, "bee!" and proceed to shriek and swat at the air next to you. Once you have gotten everybody freaked out say, "Oh-never mind. Only a piece of fluff."
"Now boys," Mr. Weasley said. "Would you mind telling me why Mrs. Weasley is hyper venting?"
"Well, It seems that Fred might have—"
"Bee!" Fred shouted swatting the air. "Bee! Bee! Bee! Kill it daddy!"
George moved himself up against the door on his side. His eyes were wide and looking for any signs of the bee.
"Fred where is it? You know I'm allergic!" George yelled and started swatting the air.
"Bee! Bee! Ahh! It almost touched me!"
Mr. Weasley who wasn't fond of bees himself was swatting the air and looking around for the bee Fred was shouting about. Mrs. Weasley shared no key interest. She acted like the whole bee thing didn't affect her.
"It's on your shoulder mom!" Fred yelled.
Mrs. Weasley screamed and let go of the wheel for a few seconds and then put her hands back on the wheel. She didn't need to have a car accident with a bee in the car.
Once Fred noticed that everyone was freaking out he saw a piece of fluff falling from the air.
"Oh—never mind. It's only a piece of fluff."
Three pairs of eyes turned towards him and glared.