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Almost all times, Leila thought. But she saw no need in pointing that out - the boys were already in trouble. And it appeared that Fred’s lack of manners wasn’t helping things. Mrs. Weasley narrowed her eyes at her son. “You keep your mouth closed while you’re eating!” she snapped.
Fred’s mouth immediately clamped shut before he swallowed hard. Knowing Fred like she did, it was immensely entertaining to see someone able to get to Fred like that. Fred then eyed George to continue.
“They were starving them, Mum!” George added, careful not to take a bite of food before speaking. Instead, from behind his back, he tossed Leila a muffin which she nearly missed catching. “I mean, just look at them!”
Leila scoffed out loud, ready to retort look at yourself, but before she could protest, Ron chimed in.
“There were bars on their window, Mum!” Ron added before sneaking a rather large bite of food in his mouth.
Mrs Weasley quickly turned on her heel, practically jabbing her finger in Ron’s shoulder. “You’d best hope I don’t put bars on your window, Ronald Weasley!”
Ron gulped his food down, nearly choking on it.
Mrs Weasley then rounded on the twins and narrowed her eyes, looking between Fred and George. “And you’d best hope I don’t accidentally starve you.”
Fred and George glanced sideways at each other before Fred asked his mother, “Which one of us are you starving?”
Mrs Weasley groaned and threw her hands up in the air in frustration. “We never had this much trouble with Bill . . . or Charlie . . . or Percy. Not even combined! Where did we go wrong?”
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