Doubling Up

Molly Weasley hummed under her breath as she washed the plates. Bill, Charlie and Percy were sitting at the table, colouring in pictures. Or at least they were meant to be. Instead, they were desperately trying to get the twins to say their names first.

'Can you say Charlie?'

'Yeah right. Can you say Bill?'

'Per-cee? Can you say Percy?'

Arthur smiles as he enters the house.

'Boys, they'll speak when they're ready. Now, shouldn't you be doing something?'

With that, three boys returned to their colouring, Molly whispering a silent thanks to Arthur before kissing him. Arthur walked over to the twins, bending down to their level.

'Hello George. How was your day?' The baby giggled, smacking his hands on the edge of the playpen.

'That's not George Dad, that's Fred. Mum's got their letters on their clothes.'

Arthur continued to chat to his sons, until it came time to put them to bed. He lifted out George, while Molly picked up Fred. Instantly the two started crying and reaching for each other.

'It's only till we go upstairs' Molly told them, but they wouldn't be consoled.

'F-ed!' George screamed, reaching out his tiny hand.

'Orge!' Fred answered, trying desperately to grab hold of the offered hand.

Molly and Arthur just looked at each other.

'Oh dear. They're doubling up already.' She muttered.