You and Fred often got the munchies late at night. With Molly and Arthur being away for the night, the kitchen was free to make as many treats as you liked!

If Percy didn't come down complaining of course.

Anywho, you two landed on some hot chocolate in this particular instance. Homemade hot chocolate.

Fred stood over the stove with a pot of milk, gently stirring it at a consistent pace.

"We've gotta chop up the chocolate, love, not chuck it in there whole."

Fred snickered as he stirred the pot of simmering milk, holding back a louder laugh. He knew you didn't know any better after all.