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Ron turned a little pink, but did not look displeased as he turned back to the sprouts.
"Mind your own business." "What a snappy retort," said Fred. "I really don't know how you think of them. No, what we wanted to know was... how did it happen." "What d'you mean." "Did she have an accident or something." "What." ..¦; "Well, how did she sustain such extensive brain damage. Careful, now!" Mrs. Weasley entered the room just in time to see Ron throw the sprout knife at Fred, who had turned it into a paper airplane with one lazy flick of his wand, "Ron!" she said furiously. "Don't you ever let me see you throwing knives again!" "I wont," said Ron, "let you see," he added under his breath, as he turned back to the sprout mountain.
"Fred, George, I'm sorry, dears, but Remus is arriving tonight, so Bill will have to squeeze in with you two." ; "No problem," said George.
- "Then, as Charlie isn't coming home, that just leaves Harry and ;¦/ Ron in the attic, and if Fleur shares with Ginny —" "— that'll make Ginny's Christmas —" muttered Fred.
"— everyone should be comfortable. Well, they'll have a bed, anyway," said Mrs.
Weasley, sounding slightly harassed.
"Percy definitely not showing his ugly face, then." asked Fred. Mrs. Weasley turned away before she answered. "No, he's busy, I expect, at the Ministry." "Or he's the world's biggest prat," said Fred, as Mrs. Weasley left the kitchen. "One of the two. "Well, let's get going, then, George." "What are you two up to." asked Ron. "Cant you help us with these sprouts. You could just use your wand and then we'll be free too!" "No, I don't think we can do that," said Fred seriously. "It's very character-building stuff, learning to peel sprouts without magic, makes you appreciate how difficult it is for Muggles and Squibs —" "— and if you want people to help you, Ron," added George, throwing the paper airplane at him, "I wouldn't chuck knives at them. Just a little hint. We're off to the village, there's a very pretty girl working in the paper shop who thinks my card tricks are something marvelous . . , almost like real magic. ..."
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