Stealing the Weasleys

The Threat On Platform 9 3/4

George Weasley

I watched as a group of redheads wandered through the crowded platform. Percy walked ahead of us, greeting our father before turning away. Ron was a short ways away, talking to Harry and Hermione.

"Hey George," my brother said to get my attention. I hummed simply in response. "We should prank our family as soon as we get home."

"Any ideas?"

He frowns, shaking his head. For one of the first times, neither of us had any idea of what to do. Harry glanced back at us, waving before walking off through the barrier. After spotting Harry waving us, Ginny ran over.

"Fred! George!" She smiled, as she hugged us.

I smiled, hugging her back. "Hey Gin. How was the year alone?"

"Boring! Do you have any new pranks? Did you blow up a toilet?"

Fred laughed, winking at her. "As for new pranks, why would we tell you?"

She looked at me, and I shook my head. She groaned. "Aw! Come on! I'm your favorite sister!"

"Nah. Ron is our favorite," Fred replied as Ron walked over. Ginny burst into giggles, Ron standing confused.

"Why is she laughing?"

"No reason, Ronette. No reason at all," I grinned.

My comment sent Ginny into another fit of laughter while Ron glared at me.

The whistle of the scarlet train sounded behind us. Everyone who was still on the platform turned and watched as the train disappeared into the distance, only to return when we needed it once again.

Our mother walked up behind us, putting a hand on our shoulders. Both Fred and I turned quickly. Maybe we shouldn't have turned so quickly as the scowl upon mother's dearest face was quite scary.

"You blew up a toilet?!"

Both of us frowned. "Not even a hello first?"

Fred glanced at me before back at our mother. "Couldn't you wait till we got home?"

"If we did that, you would both run off and prank us before we could," she said, grabbing each of our arms.

I saw Ron and Ginny glance at each other out of the corner of my eyes before they followed after us. I sighed, pulling away from our mother, Fred following shortly after.

"Mum, stop."

She froze, turning around to face us. The look of confusion and hurt in her face was something I hoped I wouldn't have to see again. Around us, students and their families were watching.

"Mum, stop trying to tell us how to live our life."

She looked taken aback. Mum glanced around at everyone before lowering her voice. "Can we please continue this at the house?"

Free stepped forward. "No because we would run off and prank you before we could." Others might not have picked up on it, but as his twin brother I knew immediately that he was upset.

"But we are making a scene—"

"No," I started, cutting her off. "Fred's right. You started this here, now we are going to finish it."

She sighed in defeat, looking away. "Fine, but don't waste your lives away on pranks. If you get expelled, you are on your own."

Fred and I froze. Around us, people started muttering. Everyone knew how much Molly Weasley loved her children. Now they were faced with the fact that she just threatened to disown them if they were expelled.

I glanced at my twin, nodding slightly before looking down. "Yes, mother," we both muttered in unison.

She nodded and turned around, leaving the platform, the other Weasley's not far behind.

Reluctantly, my twin and I followed. The whispers didn't stop as we left the platform or even as we left the station. Before we know it, everyone in the wizarding world will know of the threat our mother placed upon us.

That evening, for the first time ever, Fred and I didn't play a single prank, even though we said we would. For the first time ever, we didn't play a single prank on anyone for the first half of the summer.

To say we were afraid was an understatement. We were terrified. As much as I hated to say it, we were terrified to play even the simplest of pranks.

At least, that was until a pair shoes appeared in our room on that late June evening.
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I can't express how sorry I am that it took so long for this to be released. I'm sorry that it's short, but I couldn't keep you waiting any longer.
With quarantine, I will hopefully have more time to work on this story, but I am also working on an original story over on my joint account.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Yes, I realize that Molly would never do that, but for the sake of this story, she isn't the same with her children as she is with them when Harry is around.