Cleaning

The window was clean so we set about de-gnomeing the garden. Fred, George, Harry, and I had contests to see who threw their gnome the farthest. Fred or George usually won because they had the most practice but it was all in good fun. Today was one of those rare days that I won. To de-gnome a garden you have to pick them up by their beard, then hoist them up in the air and spin them around. Then you have to throw them far into the field. It doesn’t hurt them, I suppose, since they always come back.
Ron tried to help, but he was never good at de-gnomeing and he had several bite marks on his arm. He went inside to get the gnome poison out and we heard cries from the kitchen. George snickered.
“That’s what the lazy git gets for doing something he had no business doing.” We laughed. Mrs. Weasley came outside.
“Could you three set up the tables and chairs? There’s just no room inside for twenty-five people.”
“Twenty-five? Mum what’d you do? Invite the whole order?” We laughed at George’s joke and went around back to get the tables and chairs.
“We may as well be setting up for the wedding already.” Fred said.
"Um, we are." I said.Fred and George started dueling with the chairs. Ginny and I watched on and cheered them on until Mrs. Weasley came out of the house.
“PUT THOSE CHAIRS DOWN THIS INSTANT!” she roared “WE ARE ON A VERY TIGHT SCHEDULE AND THE WEDDING IS TOMARROW! IF YOU TWO ARE GOING TO MESS AROUND YOU CAN STAY IN THE GARDEN WITH THE GNOMES!!!!” Fred and George let the chairs down and snickered behind her back. We set up the chairs and tables and waited for everyone to arrive. We were trying to figure out if we had enough chairs for everybody.
“Never had this trouble with Bill, Charlie, or Percy…”
“Mum, if you remember two years ago, Bill and Charlie were dueling with chairs.”
“Shoo! Go into town I don’t care just go!”
“Can we have some money?”
"FRED!!!"
"Sorry! Never mind."