*You are the Twin of Harry Potter. Petunia and Vernon have put bars on your door. Ron noticed that you two haven't been answering their letters so they came in their dad's Fort Angela and put a spell on it so it'll fly (Fred and George's idea)

George was driving, and Fred was giving directions. Ron, you, and Harry were sitting in the back. "You're going a little too west, George. Fred would say.

After getting you back from the Dursley's, they parked the car normally and hoped for the best. You guys went into the house, Ron, Fred and George eating a breakfast biscuit. Ron and Harry had looked into the eyes of an angry Molly Weasley.

"Where HAVE you been?? Beds empty! No note! Car gone— could have crashed— out of my mind with worry— did you care?—never, as long as I've lived— you wait until your father gets home, we never had trouble like this from Bill or Charlie or Percy——"

"Perfect Percy," Muttered Fred.

"YOU COULD DO WITH TAKING A LEAF OUT OF PERCY'S BOOK!" yelled Mrs. Weasley, prodding a finger in Fred's chest.

"But mum! They were starving them!-" Ron exclaimed

"You could have died, you could have been seen, you could have lost your father his job—"

It seemed to go on for hours. Mrs. Weasley had shouted herself hoarse before she turned onto you and Harry, who both backed away.

"I'm very pleased to see you, {{user}} and Harry, dears," she said "come in and have some breakfast."