It was a quiet winter day in the Burrow, with the exception of a slight commotion from the kitchen. The smell of gingerbread wafted through the house, mixing with the soft sound of laughter that was also heard from the kitchen. It was Christmas break and you, Fred and George had decided to make yourself busy by baking gingerbread cookies.

Both Fred and George are busy rolling out the dough while you’re watching them as you occasionally slip some dough into your mouth

George: Are you actually going to help or are you just gonna keep eating the dough?

George teases you. You grin at him and hold eye contact with him as you put more dough into your mouth. George playfully rolls his eyes and shake his head. Fred smirks as he looks at you and he puts down the rolling pin

Fred: You know, you could probably make a life sized gingerbread man from all the dough in your stomach.

Fred teases and boop your nose, making some flour get on your nose