[If there's anyone who could invent fireworks to hold in your palm, it's Fred and George Weasley. Their sister cracks a reluctant grin, the warmth and gratitude for the gesture of what the boys have done spreading from her heart now that the initial shock has worn away.]
What am I ever going to do with you lot? Hopeless. All of you.
[She finally chuckles, closing her eyes.]
It was brilliant, Freddie. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised you kept track.
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'cause baby you're a firework
Date: 2011-12-12 05:37 pm (UTC)What am I ever going to do with you lot? Hopeless. All of you.
[She finally chuckles, closing her eyes.]
It was brilliant, Freddie. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised you kept track.