-Who are you? Harry what's the code?
-Our misdeeds were done with bad intentions.
-Harry! Ron! Two red tornadoes take us in their arms. Little brothers, Harrikins, Ronikins what are you doing here? they tell us with a suspicious look.
-Do not ask me the twins I do not know! Ron told them.
-Greg, Forge do you have a pensieve and can you put us up for tonight?
-Of course come…
-to the apartment, the twins told us.
We go upstairs and they serve us butter beers by bringing the pensieve.
-Good then little brother what do you want?
-I ... I would like that ... you watch that I say by placing my memories in the pensieve.
20 minutes later, they came out of the pensieve collapsed in tears, they took me all three in their arms.
-Good little brother we do not endorse their act, we are on your side… Me Frédéric Gideon Weasley, swear on my life and my magic not to betray and not to reveal the secrets and to support Harry James Potter in his projects. So be it.
Ron and George imitate him
-You shouldn't have, I trust you.
-No little brother it is for more security because even by legitimacy have not perceive anything and to prove our sincerity.
-Well a night's sleep wouldn't hurt us, after all the night brings advice, says George