Fred tossed the shot back, then let out a ring of smoke.
"Your loss. Cindi will be ready for you whenever you need her. So, what did Lavender have to say about this little shindig? I'm sure it was something along the lines of 'behave, no strippers, no pranks, and for gods sake, no Fred or George' right? People seem to be wary of me for some reason."
Fred took another shot from the tray, laughing as he made a dragon float through the fading ring.
"Great, now she doesn't trust me. Tell her I said that her telling Cho is a hit below the belt."
Fred grinned. Taking his wand, he charmed his dragon to evade Charlie's forcing it to crash into a wall. Laughing, he said, "Well, I guess it's about time for her not to trust me. She is part of the family now, isn't she?"
Charlie looked bemused as he picked at the pretzels.
"Sounds like she'll be more than a match for you. Just remind me not to come round after you have an argument. I don't think either of you will be still be standing after throwing jinxes all over the shop."
"Rule of thumb, Charlie. Don't fight at work or in the bedroom. Keep those places argument free and the world will be a better place. However, it's up to you if you wanna move the bedroom to the office, because that's always a good move."
"Nah. Awful stuff, Gillyweed. Makes me sneeze for some reason. As as far as you not getting caught, we got blamed for a majority of the things you did while you were at Hogwarts. Don't know who you pinned it on before we got there. Bet they were legends thought."
Fred laughed as he sneezed. It was starting. Wasn't really upsetting, it just tickled his nose.
"Well, anyone would hate to be shackled with that task. Your writing looks like chicken scratch. I swear, that first recipe for the daydream potion you sent me took three and a half weeks to decipher. Then, imagine the look on poor George's face when he realized, as he was testing it that we mis-deciphered it. You know, he was spotty for a week. Thank Merlin mum never found out. She would have stuffed and mounted your head on a stick."
Charlie looked vaguley guilty and then shrugged it off. "Well, I was just testing you. Why should I waste all my efforts just giving it to you. It took me a month sweet talking some Ravenclaws into letting me use their library."
He grinned as he took another drag. "Plus if Mum finds out now, I think I have enough brownie points in the bag to get me out of anything."
"Yeah, yeah. Just because you're getting married and have provided her with a grandchild that she so desperately wanted means you aren't off the hook. One wrong move on any of our parts and she'd avada us, and you know it."
His mum, angry, was a force to be reckoned with. He always thought that if he got his mum angry enough, she could have taken Voldemort out in one fell swoop and still would have made it home in time to cook dinner.