Chapter Three: Back at the Burrow

A/N :

Sofie: Sorry it took so long to update, and sorry its so short, but we've been very busy lately so this is a short and sweet story, nice and refreshing. I like the general storyline, but I don't really like the way I portrayed the twins as a bit moaning and whiny. So sorry 'bout that.

Trinity: We didn't mean too. Sniffle

Sofie: Hey! Forgive us, we got swine flu!

Trinity: Well, you have –sprays disinfectant-

Sofie: Enjoy!

Percy sat at the table, reading his Standard Book of Spells: Grade Three –scratch that- trying to read.

"Percy! Percy! Percy! What does rid-diku-lus mean? Percy? Percy?" Ginny pestered.

"No, no, its ridikkulus, you have to pronounce the 'd' very clearly." Percy explained, ostentatiously.

"Ridikkulus!" Ginny said giggling, pointing her 'wand' (her index finger) at the chair that Charlie was sitting on.

BANG!

"GINNY!" Fred and George cried in unison, poking their heads into the kitchen/dining area.

"We were gonna do that!" Fred said disappointedly.

"You always ruin our fun Gin!" George sighed.

"Our pranks…"

"Diagon Alley…"

"And now this!" They ended dramatically together

But, before they could complain anymore, Arthur had Flooed into kitchen, carrying a stack of paper that was higher than his pointed wizard's hat. He staggered into the kitchen, craning his neck around the stack of papers that was balanced precariously in his weak arms, and said "Charlie, can you grab some of these papers please?"

Charlie hauled himself off of the floor, and reached for the papers, but just as he was about to grab them, Ginny came running up to Charlie, arms outstretched, "Sorry Charlie, I made your chair go bang, and then Charlie was sad, and Ginny is sorry." She grabbed Charlie's middle, making him unstable, almost in slow motion, Charlie fell forwards into Arthur, and the paper went everywhere. Ginny looked down in shock, and Percy shook his head disapprovingly. Fred and George roared in hysterical laughter.

"Ginny!" Fred exclaimed, between laughs.

George suddenly stopped laughing, a look of comprehension dawned on his face, "Mum is gonna blame us for that!" George said, looking at Fred, who also stopped laughing.

Sure enough, before anyone could take another breath, Molly stormed in, with a look of pure death on her face. "Fredrick Gideon Weasley, and George Fabian Weasley, have you no shame? I leave the room for one minute…" And she launched into a lengthy ramble, which the whole family was forced to endure.

A/N: The next chapter picks up at Hogwarts, at the sorting, so you can expect lots of trouble! And it will be longer ! xx

Xx Enjoy !