Not A Coincidence (Fred Weasley)

Ch 48: 3 Week Muggles

"Did you remember to pack the pumpkins?" Mum calls out from the living room where she is currently organizing all our luggage for the camping trip.

"Ummm. They should be under the giant marshmallows."

"Ahh. Found them."

I can't believe school's already finished, and only yesterday. A whole year has gone in the blink of an eye!

"Honey." I hear Dad stomp down the stairs. "Where's my fishing suit?"

"That old thing? I threw it out years ago, Percy."

"You did what?"

Oh, I can't see this going anywhere but bad. "Umm, if you need me I'll be at the boy's house herding them up."

~

"Hey Molly." I sing out as I walk through the front door and sit down at the table.

"Chelsea darling, the boys weren't expecting you for another hour." Molly replies, bringing over a plate of spaghetti and a side of garlic bread out of nowhere. The things this woman can do, and she knows me so well.

"I know." I say, shoving a giant spoon full of spaghetti in to my mouth. "But you do not -vunt to be arouomd my mover .... when she's tackin.." I finish off my mouthful before continuing, "she goes in to this frenzy to have everything in the tip top order. And then Dad comes in looking for something and messes everything up, so its better to stay out of it."

"Oh." She chuckles. "Poor Mia."

"Poor Mia? Poor me. I get sucked in to doing all the packing while she goes through the checklist. School finished yesterday and I've already been put in to hard work."

Molly just chuckles as she washes up the dishes.

"Well thank you for the spot of lunch, do you perhaps know where the boys are?"

"If I did, do you think I would be carrying around this nifty little thing you gave me?" She holds up a piece of twine with a black cube on it. My own little invention, I call it the "Horseplay Away With One Little Sway- or the Shenanigan Eradicator, don't know which one sounds better.

As you swing the cube around your perimeter it glows a soft red in the direction of mischief. Its been cast with a tonne of spells and some potions I mixed up, so it's very strong. I only made one though. I love Molly and know she hates the mischief in the house, so I decided to help her out. 

"You won't need to hang on to that for three weeks, have the time of your life." I call out, making my way up the flights of stairs.

"HEY!" I yell out, pushing the door open.

"Bunch of lazy, red heads." I mumble, running over and jumping on the first bed I see. "GEORGIE! Wake up!"

"Oof!" He gasps as I land a flop on to his back. "Freeeeeeddddd."

"Midhfikndv." I small voice peeps out through the pillow.

"Fred, up and at'em." I say, pulling back his sheets to find he's got another one hidden underneath. "Up, up, up." I tug away the blanket and pull Fred up out of bed. 

"Whyyyy." He drapes himself over me like a giant blanket.

"Because it's time to go camping." I sing out loud, pushing him back on to his bed. "Boys, you're supposed to be up."

"Today?" Fred mumbles.

"It's too early." George groans from his bed.

"It's 11 am." 

I hear no response. I walk over to Fred's side to find him asleep again, same with George.

I hate to do this- actually that's a lie. I love doing this. "BOOOOOYYYSSS! WAKE UP!"

 ~

**Molly's POV**

"BOOOOOYYYSSS! WAKE UP!" A loud, fierce voice shakes the house. 

"There she goes." I say to no one in particular. 

That should get them up, not surprised they're more scared of her than me.

"Morning honey." Arthur comes in through the front door. 

"Morning love." He kisses my cheek as I clean up the kitchen with my wand.

"Is Chelsea here?" He hears the commotion upstairs and walks towards the base of the stairs.

"She certainly is. And what a treat it is." I chuckle to myself, placing the gift she gave me in my pocket.

"Alright, alright! We're all set downstairs." Fred and George leap down the steps in to the living room, closely followed by Chelsea.

"We weren't supposed to be ready for another hour!" George realizes.

"I know... But now you won't be running around the house frantically looking for missing objects you need, and you have an extra hour to help my family pack- seeing as we are taking everything whereas you are only taking clothes." I watch George and Fred open their mouths to speak before being cut off by Chelsea. "How kind of you to offer helping, real sweethearts."

"But we didn't-"

"How nice."

"Stop-"

"And thoughtful."

"BUT!"

"Arthur, how nice to see you." Chelsea silences the boys as she greets my husband with a hug.

"Chelsea. Keeping the boys in order I see."

"Naturally." She grins over at the boys as they scowl back, sitting on top of their bags. "Now. How about we head back to my place boys? Give a helping hand to those taking care of you for 3 weeks."

"Fine." They grumble.

"Sorry what was that?" She cups a hand around her ear and leans in. "Wouldn't want your food accidentally poisoned now would we?"

"Come on Georgie. I feel like lending a helping, you?"

"Certainly Freddie." They pick up their luggage and race out the door before racing back in.

"See you in 3 weeks Mum." They both kiss my cheek before giving their father a hug and disappearing out the door.

"You'll keep an eye on them won't you, Chelsea?" I ask, wiping my hands on my apron.

"Of course. Now, sit back, put your feet up and do nothing. You have 2 less rowdy boys to take care of."

"Oh bless you dear." I give her a hug before she leaves.

These 3 weeks are going to be so quiet. I can't wait.

...

**Chelsea's POV**

"You boys are being very quiet back there." Mum calls out from the front of the car.

"They're asleep." I call back. "They've never traveled this long in a car before, especially one that doesn't fly." I look to either side of me as they lay asleep with their heads resting on each of my shoulders.

I guess it's not as bumpy and windy down on the ground then up in the sky on a broom- or in a flying car.

"Hey Mum." I call out. "Do you think they'll like it.. you know, being a muggle for 3 weeks?"

Mum grabs my hand. "They'll love whatever you are doing as long as you're with them." She smiles. "I've seen the way they look at you, even George. Both of them have a glow in their eye as you approach. You make their day, sweetheart."

"Huh, I never noticed." 

"Maybe that's because you spot the same glow whenever they're around you."

I guess I do, don't I?