"Ron, I know I don't know Quidditch beginning to end like you do, but I'm pretty sure making the hoops invisible is a foul!" Harry yelled across the Weasleys' backyard to his best friend, who was circling on his new Nimbus Two Thousand with a grin plastered on his face.
"What, Harry? Can't hear you!" Ron yelled back happily. Harry rolled his eyes and landed on the soft spring grass. Ron followed.
"Where are the hoops?" Harry asked impatiently.
"What hoops?" Ron asked innocently, trying to hold in rolls of laughter that otherwise threatened to spill out.
"Exactly! You CAN'T make them invisible, Ron!" Harry replied. Just then, Charlie Weasley sauntered out into the backyard.
"Dinner's ready, you two…what happened to the hoops?" Charlie asked, looking around him 360 degrees.
"Ron was losing, so he made them invisible," Harry informed him as he began to walk toward the Burrow.
"Oh. Ron was being his usual 'sore loser' self, eh?" Charlie said, raising one eyebrow and smiling.
"I was not!" Ron exclaimed defensively.
"Come on! Eat up, dears! We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow!" Mrs. Weasley piped as she filled their plates up for the fourth time with food.
"Mum, seriously. If I eat any more, I'll spew," Ron groaned.
"All right, Ron. Just have a bit of dessert," George Weasley offered, grinning.
"Its delicious!" Fred, his carbon copy, added.
"What is it?" Ron asked with narrowed eyes. He had learned over the years not to accept any sort of edible items from Fred or George.
"Um, it's…" Fred and George whispered to each other excitedly, then turned back to Ron.
"Cuckoo Chocolate Cake," they said together.
"We swear, Ron. It's really good! I mean, one bite and you'll melt!" Fred exclaimed. Then, for some odd reason, both twins burst into laughter. Ron looked at Harry questioningly. Harry shrugged. Ron looked up to find his mother gone. His father was at the Ministry with Percy Weasley, Ron's third oldest brother. The Weasley family children ranged from big to small, old to young, crazy to sane. First, there was Bill Weasley, who worked at Gringotts Wizarding Bank in the Egypt branch. He had been Head Boy at Hogwarts, but if you looked at him, you certainly wouldn't think so. He was tall, with long red hair tied into a ponytail. He was also wearing an earring with a fang dangling from it. When Harry had first seen him, he had been utterly surprised, but he was used to it by now.
Then came Charlie, who worked with dragons in Romania. Charlie was tall and muscular, and had several bruises, blisters and burns from working with all sorts of dragons. After that was Percy, also known as Percy the Perfect, who was the overachiever in the family. He had gotten top marks at school, and now worked at the Ministry of Magic where he was Barty Crouch's "minion", as Fred called it. Then came Ron, the youngest Weasley boy, who was tall and lanky with flaming red hair, just like the others. Last but not least, the only girl in the Weasley family besides Mrs. Weasley herself, Ginny Weasley. She had straight red hair flowing down to her mid- back, ivory skin, and was tall for her age. She almost always fell victim to Fred and George's jokes, but recently, she had wised up.
"Oh, go on Ron! What can happen?" Bill urged him. Ron looked around the table reluctantly, weighing the choices. What could happen? He asked himself. Maybe Fred and George have straightened up and stopped making adding onto Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, he thought.
"All right. Give me a bite," he agreed slowly. George handed him a plate with what looked like a normal, gooey chocolate cake slice on it. Ron picked up his fork and speared off the tiniest bite and slowly placed it in his mouth, chewing. He waited…nothing happened. It still tasted like chocolate, and he didn't turn into a bird, nor did warts appear all over his face. He started to sigh in relief. Suddenly, he felt dizzy. The whole table started spinning, and then everything blacked out for a minute. When he was finally able to see again, he felt small. He looked up at Bill's grinning face, Charlie's twinkling eyes, and Fred, George, Ginny, and even Harry clutching their stomachs and laughing.
"What?!" Ron asked desperately.
"That's rich!" Fred exclaimed between bursts of laughter, pointing at Ron.
"What's rich? Someone tell me!" Ron pleaded. George could only nod. They gave each other a high five, then resumed laughing. Ron looked down at himself, and yelped in horror. He was a puddle of red on the table. He had no body, just eyes. Suddenly, everything blacked out once more and when Ron opened his eyes, he was relieved to see that he was back to his normal, lanky self. He looked around. Now everyone was laughing.
"That was not funny!" Ron exclaimed, going as red as his hair.
"Yes, it was! That was great!" Fred said, wiping his eyes.
"Thanks for being our guinea pig this time, Ron," George added, standing up.
"Come on, Fred. Let's go add our newest invention to the list." With that, they left. It was yet another day at the Burrow.