Molly Weasley was nursing a severe hangover the next morning and it took her longer than usual to wend and wind her way back home, she didn't stumble into her dusty chicken and car on cinder blocks filled yard until well after noon.
Now that Ron died all the other Weasleys had been sent back home temporarily. Ginny and Bill and the twins Fred and George with their adopted asian daughter PingLing in tow as well as Arthur Weasley were all very hungry from not having had any lunch or breakfast yet because they was all waiting on Molly to get back and make them food...
That's why Fred and George had silently locked their perfectly matching eyes together around 11:30 that grey Tuesday morning and nodded ever so slightly then proceeded to slit Arthur Weasleys throat while he was least expecting it!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAArggggggggggggggh!" Artur blubbered out, his neck slashed so severely that his head tipped back at a jaunty angle with blood spewing out from the giant gash his twin-progenies had induced into his feeble freckled skin.
They had decided they couldn't wait any longer to satisfy their ravenous appetites and that logically the eldest should be the first to go to nourish the remainder of the clan...
Fred and George weren't done yet though! They grabbed some old jump ropes Molly and Arthur had stolen from Goodwill that were laying around the yard, thoroughly disused, because the first time any of the Weasley children had attempted to play with their new-to-them-but-really-second-hand-jump ropes a bunch of bedbugs and headlice fell off of the ropes and into their hair and they were already desperately lousy with lice of all sorts and now this!
Because of all this, the stuff about them not using the jumpropes anymore that is, there were thick tangled weeds that had grown up around the jump-ropes as they lay on the ground for about 3 or 4 months and the twins weren't able to easily pick them up and instead had to pull extra hard to break the stalks of thick green grass that had entangled the discarded jump ropes into the ground!
Little did they know that was all the excuse their treacherous and rapidly dying father needed to turn the tables on them!
"DIE YOU SCUM SUCKERS!" Arthur just managed to shout angrily as he grabbed his own hunting knife from his back pocket and he lunged at Fred Weasley, stabbing the awe-struck twin right in the heart!
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooo! I'm going to diiiiie!" Fred cried out utterly bewildered at this rapid twist of fate!
"Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!" George wailed, as his twin died instantly before him.
George didn't even have time to think about how he could raise their daughter Lingleng on his very-own now before his murderous father turned on him and was now brandishing the knife that had snuffed the precious life out of his precocious twin brother in his face!
Arthur dandled the knife threateningly before him, the blood slathered tip of the blade between him and his pale and shocked son, George Weasley. Arthur's neck was slashed open so widely that he had to use his left hand to hold the massive wound shut, luckily he was right handed and could still dispatch George with ease with the knife he still held in that hand...
"Why are you doing this!?" George wailed, cradling his dead twins head in his lap, blood absolutely geysered out of Fred's mouth and nose and ears and eyes so that pretty soon there was a deep crimson puddle in George's lap and bits of dirt and some stray chicken feathers were floating along the violently red skim of the pool... George gazed into this serene scene momentarily, wondering about the life he and Fred could have had; a house by the lake with the great pagan sun burning ceaselessly overhead, a land of eternal daylight... But now that was all lost, and why?
"WHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYY!?" George yelled, absolutely overcome with grief!
"Stop it you two no one else has to die today!" Bill cried out, watching this horrendous display, aghast at the sudden storm of violence that had ripped his family irrevocably asunder.
Ginny was next to him and she was just as surprised as he was and she wiped a tear from her eye with a trembling hand, "why are you doing this!?" She moaned.
"You bastaaaaaaaaaaaaard!" Arthur Weasley screamed out savagely then he ran to George and began slashing and carving at his woe-begotten son.
George was so overwhelmed by the sudden and senseless loss of his twin that he didn't even resist this latest attack. Arthur slashed and hacked with wild abandon. First he sliced open George's nose at the left nostril, cutting so deeply as to strike bone, a bit of blood spattered white could be seen poking out of the ragged wound, then Arthur began stabbing George repeatedly in his stupid sea-water eyes, he missed his first thrust and scored a deep jagged line down the side of George's face but his second and third thrusts hit their targets dead center and the Weasley yard reverberated ominously with the wet POPing sounds of two eyes bursting in rapid succession.
Ginny shook her head grimly, "it doesn't have to be like this!" She tried to reason with them, "nothing irrevocable has been said or done yet but you two are seriously walking on the thin ice that could shatter this family! The ice I speak of, of course, is the 'Ice' of this wanton and meaningless altercation and the chilly waters below represent the dissolution of our previously so strong family bond!"
Will and Percy fell to their knees beside her, Percy especially didn't want to believe it but he knew that Ginny's dire words were all too true!
"Cut it out you two!" He pleaded bitterly.
"Seriously just stop, damn!" Bill added in a dervish of despair.
Arthur paused in his savage attack against George and looked to them for a grim moment of concerned silence...
"No" he whispered...
then, SLASH! he cut off George's head and with his knife, then lifting his grisly prize in his free hand he raised the battered and now unrecognizable ruin of what had been a human head just minutes past high into the air and bellowed his fury.
"The line has been crooooooooooosssssssssssssed!" He bellowed like a bull in a vicious rage!
"Oh my God he's going to kill us all!" Ginny screamed in absolute terror and began to run away.
Percy and Bill scrambled to follow her but they ran into each other and fell to the ground kicking and pinching and biting each other. Percy managed to get a fold of Bill's neck skin between his scrupulously flossed teeth and he tugged as hard as he could, there was a wet ripping sound and he was soon awash in the lifes-blood of his eldest brother!
"Geroffme!" Percy's muffled voice came out from under Bill's massive body, Bill had gotten into bodybuilding lately after his diagnosis with rheumatism earlier that year... Soon Bill's struggling ceased and Percy slid, snake like and blood-drenched out from under him.
But he wasn't quick enough, Arthur hadn't been able to tell where Percy was as long as Bill's corpse was blocking him from view but now that Percy is back out in the open Arthur has a clear line of sight to him and he pounced immediately!
"DIE YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Arthur grabbed Percy's ears with both hands and he thrust his face into the gaping wound in his neck.
There was so much blood pumping furiously out of Arthurs neck that it only took seconds for it to fill Percy's nose and mouth and flood into his stomach and lungs killing him instantly! Arthur had to put his hand back to his neck to close up the wound before he could speak again, "Three down... Three to go..." he said ominously and spat tobacco juice into Percy's glazed eye which was staring up...up,
blankly,
forever into the sky...