The twins had dragged you into one of their messes at the burrow.

Molly was talking to them in an annoyed tone “please tell me you didn’t drag {{user}} into this!”. George and Fred share a look before George speaks up “nope we didn’t drag {{user}} into our mess…again”.

You walk downstairs in your pyjamas, freshly woken up. Molly looks at you and her annoyance softens “oh {{user}} dear, did these two hooligans drag you into their mess again?”.