A couple weeks later, I was in my room doing some drawings of various Harpies players, when I heard Mum shouting from upstairs.

"WHAT ON EARTH IS ALL THIS!"

I rushed upstairs to see what was going on, and Ron also arrived at the same time. It was coming from Fred and George's room. We went inside.

"What's what Mum?" I asked

"These!" she snapped, pushing a stack of parchment into my hands. It appeared to be a set of order forms for various joke products. The title "Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes" was at the top, and below it, a list of products and their prices.

"This is brilliant!" I said, showing the forms to Ron

"Bloody hell, yes, I'd love to try some of these out!" he said

"It most certainly is not brilliant! This is why they didn't get many OWL's, they were wasting their time doing shit like this! Oh once they get home they're getting their arses handed to them! Now leave those with me and get out so I can finish my cleaning!"

"Mum, you really shouldn't be angry at them, you should let your children follow their dreams!" I said

"Did you hear me?"

"Alright, alright!"

A few hours passed, Fred and George got home, and Mum went to their room right away. I sat at the top of the stairs on the level above, listening in.

"Explain these!" she told them fiercely

"Well, we want to open a joke shop as you know full well Mum" said Fred

"And this is how we figured we'd start, by selling our stuff at Hogwarts first, gauge the interest, and hopefully raise the money to get some premises eventually" said George

"And you know full well that that I will not allow you to do any such thing! Look at all this stuff, it's ridiculous, and quite frankly, most of it is dangerous! I will not have you using these on anybody, and especially not other students at Hogwarts! Incendio!"

There was a burning sound, and I could tell that Mum was destroying the order forms and the products right in front of the twins eyes!

"MUM! STOP!" yelled Fred

"We've worked so hard on all of this! You can't just destroy it all!" added George

"Oh yes I can, and I will! You are not to make any more of this stuff! You are to get your heads down, and join your father in the Ministry! I can't believe you two! You're wasting your lives and your talents just to make useless trickster things! I've had enough of it, and if I see or hear of any more of this, there will be serious consequences! Do you understand me!"

"Mum-"

"You can't do this!"

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!"

"Yes mum" they said mournfully.

Mum stormed out of their room and slammed the door behind her.

I went downstairs, knocking on their door

"Hey it's me" I said

"Come in" said Fred

I entered, and saw them slumped on their beds. I sat down on a box, crossing my left leg over my right.

"How much did you hear?" George asked

"All of it" I said. "I'm so sorry guys. You don't deserve this"

"Too right we don't!" said Fred. "How can she call herself our mother, when she does everything possible to stop our dreams?! It's not right Gin, it's not fucking right!"

"I know"

There was a silence, and I gnawed on my lip, thinking about what to say next.

"There's so many bad things she does. She barely treats us like human beings sometimes. Sure, she's a great cook, and her presents are always top notch, but that's about it. She's such a control freak, and I'm honestly afraid this is only the tip of the iceberg with her. But don't worry guys, I love your stuff, and I'll do my best to help you out with it. I can hide some of it in my room if you want, there's a spot in there that I'm pretty sure she doesn't know about!"

"You love our stuff do you?" Fred asked, his mood seeming to lighten.

"Yeah, I mean that fire breathing drink you gave me last Christmas was pretty funny, and I was so impressed by that Halloween prank on Andrew!"

"One of our finest moments that was" said George. "Very proud of it"

"Thank god we've stashed some of the Ton-Tounge Toffees away inside our clothes, at least those have survived! Also, we know the best formulas for the rest of the stuff now, so we should be able to re-make them faster" said Fred

"What do those do?" I asked

"They make your tongue grow to a ridiculous size, at least that's the intention. We haven't actually tested them yet. We're looking for just the right victim, if you know what I mean"

I giggled

"Yes of course"

"So you reckon there's some good hiding spots in your room then?" George asked

"Yeah, there's a couple loose floorboards under my bed. I seal them magically all the time. This is a wizarding house, so the Ministry never knows who actually performs magic here, they just assume it's Mum or Dad. It'll be the perfect place, we can magically expand the space there too. I've got loads of HoneyJukes stuff in there, some stuff from Zonko's, as well as the rest of her ridiculously huge easter egg. She doesn't know anything about it, as far as I'm aware"

"So you'll really let us store our stuff there?"

"Of course"

"Ginny, you're amazing, you know that right?" said Fred

"Thank you" I told them

"What would we ever do without you?"

"I'm your sister, it's what I'm here for"

"The best sister in the world" said George, ruffling my hair

"So, how's things with Harry?" asked Fred

"It's going great, I've written to him a couple times already. He says that his Aunt Petunia has put him on a terrible diet, which the whole family has to follow, like grapefruits for breakfast and stuff, so I'm gonna send him a proper birthday cake, Ron's going to as well"

"We've got to get him out of there, and it seems like we might be able to very soon!" said George "We overheard Mum and Dad talking last night, apparently Ludo Bagman's offering us World Cup Final tickets! Dad's apparently gotten his brother out of some trouble!"

"Wow, seriously?"

"Yeah, but let's wait for dad to confirm it first, the last thing we need is to get Harry's hopes up for nothing!"

"I'll have to write to Amy about that, that's her dad he's talking about, and he's mentally ill, so it must have been some big incident!"

"Indeed. Are you looking forward to the England game tonight?"

"Yeah, Transylvania, should win that one comfortably"

How very wrong I was.