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Why are we cheering?

Because they are awesome! Don't you think so?

They aren't so bad.

Yeah, they're cool.

Do you know who I am?

Uh, no. Should I?

I'm Fred's girlfriend.

Oh, hi!! *beams* Are you excited to meet his family?

Meet the family? I've met some of them.

He said he was nervous because he'd never brought a girlfriend home before.

I can understand that, someday I will have to have him meet my pack.

*both dances*

Guess this means we both can't help being this irresistible!

*dances with them*

I guess so!!

Why? Are they dead? Don't tell me I've missed the fun!?

*shocked*

No they are not dead! Are you crazy?

*moves closer* No, not crazy. More then crazy, child.

*nervous*

What-what's more than crazy, ma'am?

*continues to slowly walk forward*

Want me to show you?

*scared*

Are you going to do something bad? Please don't hurt me.

*pulls Billy close*

No, she's not. Remember my promise.

*smiles and stops walking*

Running to your mother now? and I thought you wanted to play.

*hugs Mac, feeling okay again, remembering Mac's promise*

I don't think you want to play. I think you want to do something bad.

*looks at the woman*

Touch my son and it will be the last think you ever do.

and if I kill you both?

It'll be the last thing you ever do.

Sorry, was that meant to scare me? Guarding that horrid child. Killing him would be doing him a favour!

*struggling to raise his fists in Mac's embrace*

I'm not a horrid child! Maybe I'll kill you!

Then stop hiding away and give me your best shot!

I wouldn't try it, I could call so many to stop you.

Was I even talking to you? If that thing *points wand at him* infront of you wants to take his best shot, it's his choice!

*smiles* I'll be sure to let you keep the body, or whats left of it.

*still struggling in Mac's strong arms*

I am NOT a thing. *starts to cry a little* I am NOT a thing.

*holds Billy close and glares at her*

Come near my son again and I will destroy you.

*holds him closer before walking away with him in her arms*

*fearful tears fall from his eyes as he goes away with her*

You do realise you are just feeding their already inflated ego's.

I don't think they really have big egos. No, I don't think so.

You don't know them as well as I do. You'll learn.

Maybe, I will. Who are you? Are you their friend?

I suppose, in a way, you could say I am their friend. Their brother, Ron, he's my boyfriend. I've known them for over seven years.

Wow. They have a brother? Is he funny like them?

There are seven Weasley children. 6 boys, 1 girl.

That's a lot! A whole lot...