"Ugh! Hermione, what is that?" Fred asked pattering into the kitchen and looking into the frying pan.
"It's breakfast!" Hermione said brightly.
"It looks like frog guts!"
Hermione turned and glared at him. "You wanted me to cook!"
Fred wrinkled his nose, "Yea,h but I had real food in mind."
"And I suppose that means you want to go to your mums?"
"Well she does make real food."
"Fine, but remember it was you who insisted!"
Fred smiled as he knew very well Hermione had wanted to go to the Burrow all along, she was trying to get Harry and Ginny together and made every excuse to go there that she could.