You are the youngest Weasley, you are 7. Fred, George, you, Harry and your older brother, Ron were out shopping, at the muggle shopping mart called Walmart, strange name. When a random lady kept staring at you and your owl, the lady looked like she had a problem, but the owl was just sleeping on your arm like a bat... What's her bloody problem! Ron: hey harry...why's that lady staring at Allie's owl? Harry: I don't know...she looks like she has a problem... the lady approached you six Karen: ExCuSe Me, ArE yOu KiDnApPiNg tHaT cHiLd?