I solemnly swear we are up to no good

"Fred?"
"Yes dad?" Mr. Weasley approached his son with a stern expression on his face. His wife was going to be gone for about three days and he knew what a handful he could be especially since he was having his friend over for the three days.
"Sit here. We need to have a talk since mum is leaving." Fred looked up into his dad's face, his big bright eyes reflecting nothing but innocence. His dad was not fooled, he had been tricked by those eyes many times before and now felt like he was raising himself.
"Fred, since it's going to be just us at home you're going to have to work with dad ok. Daddy isn't used to taking care of you all by himself." He pulled him in closer and lowered his voice.
"If you're good daddy will let you have ice cream for breakfast."
"I heard that. Trying to bribe our son into being good George?" Angelina walked down the stairs with her quidditch bag over her shoulder and opened her arms for her five year old son to run into them. He did and she cuddled him and planted kisses all over his face. Freddie laughed and clung tightly to his mother's neck. "Freddie you're choking mummy sweetheart...George." George quickly moved across the room to pry Freddie off Angelina's neck. She kissed him again and then kissed her her husband passionately. George pouted when she pulled away.
" Don't leave me alone with them.." He begged quietly. Angelina laughed.
" I don't know what you're so scared of. He's just like you and Fred even at this age."
"That's why I'm scared.." He muttered. Angelina left and George put Freddie down to go look for things to keep him occupied until Harry brought Teddy over. By the time George returned his son was nowhere to be seen. He searched frantically through the house until he heard things tumbling down from his work room. He rushed into the room to see Freddie high on a shelf rummaging through a bright orange box. George was frozen from shock of seeing his little boy so high up and was completely clueless as to how he even managed to climb that high, with nothing really to climb up on.
"Fredrick Weasley, how did you get up there?" he asked scooping him into his arms. Fred never got the chance to answer because at that moment there was a knock on the door. George sighed and with Freddie still in his arms, he made his way to the door.
"Harry, I can't say I'm too happy to see you right now mate.." He turned his attention to Teddy and grinned, ruffling the toddler's purple hair."Hey Teddy." Harry laughed knowing fully well why George was so unhappy to see him. He too have had to babysit both toddlers on his owned and had openly stated that he would rather duel with deatheaters than do it again.
"Sorry mate, have fun." He said grinning cheekily. George fought the urge to flick him on the ear. Moments later he felt Fred struggling to climb down from his arm. His partner in crime had arrived and he was ready to have some fun.
"Ginny will pick you up later Teddy, have fun and be good." Harry kissed the boy on his head, grinned and Fred and literally skipped off. George took Teddie in and closed the door grumbling. Just bloody great, he had no idea what to do with them now. When he turned around, both boys were sitting on the couch and staring up at him with big innocent eyes and sweet smiles on their faces. George groaned miserably. Those expressions on their faces were all too familiar to the ones that he and Fred used right before they did something particularly naughty. He was certainly in for it now. It took him all of two minutes before it hit him. His mom would like nothing more than to have two rowdy boys on her hands and he could skip off to work and pick them up later, right before Harry came to get Teddy and no one would know.

The Burrow

"Mooooooooooooooom!" George bellowed holding both boys by the hand on either side of him. Mrs.Weasley came bustling out drying her hands on her apron with a worried look on her face.
"George, what in Merlin's name is the matter? Are you okay? Are they alright?" She began fussing with George then moved on to the two toddlers that he was holding.
"We're all okay mum, but umm..I was wondering can I leave the boys here while I run off to work for a few?" He did his best I love you mum face and Mrs.Weasley shook her head at him.
" Angelina stopped here before she left this morning and dropped off Fred's bag, she apparently knew that you would end up taking him here." George chuckled guiltily.
"Did she now...pfft..that woman..." Oh how he loved her. He released the boy and plopped down into the couch feeling drained, even though he had them to himself for barely ten minutes. A photo of him and Fred caught his eyes and he picked it up and looked closely at it. Two boys in matching jumpers, bright red hair and mud all over their faces. He smiled at the picture and put it back, feeling his eyes cloud with tears.
"I miss him everyday." Mrs.Weasley said walking into the room balancing three sandwiches and two juice cups and a cup of coffee. She handed George his coffee and a sandwich then moved over to the boys, who at the moment seemed to be behaving themselves. She set them down on an old sheet with their food and moved back to the kitchen, while George watched them from the couch. While Teddy bit into his sandwich Freddie was busy pouring his juice all over his. George was too amazed and shocked to stop him, instead he called for his mother.
"Mum, look at what Fred's doing." Mrs. Weasley covered her mouth and blinked back the tears from her eyes."George...Fred used to do that to his sadwiches all the time up until he was fourteen years old." George nodded and smiled at his and his brother's son." I know, he used to sick my stomach every time he did it." Mrs. Weasley moved away from George and took Freddie into her arms and sobbed. Freddie looked around the room bewildered.
"I'm sorry Gramma Weasley, I won't do it again, don't cry." Mrs.Weasley smooth his hair back and shook her head.
"No baby, Grandma isn't mad at you at all. You have made grandma happy, these are happy tears."
"I don't like happy tears." Fred replied with a little pout on his face. He just couldn't understand how someone crying could be because they were happy. Mrs.Weasley chuckled and let him go."Eat up."
George looked at the time on his watch and frowned. He needed to pop into the office and see what was going on there."Mum, I'm going to head out now." He kissed both Teddy and Freddie on the head then popped from the Burrow's living room.
As it neared the afternoon the boys grew tired of being indoors and playing with the toys that their grandmother had given them. While Mrs.Weasley sat knitting in the old chintz chair in the living room, she felt a tug on her skirt and looked down to see the two looking up at her innocently. She knew too well what they wanted because it was a habit of theirs to ask to go outside at this particular time of the day.
"You boys can go play, but only in the back yard and do be careful, I'll be coming back there shortly to check on you." Before Mrs.Weasley got her last syllable out the boys were half way to the back yard. A few minutes passed and she didn't hear a peep out of them and normally she could hear them yelling and laughing while they played, and then she head loud clucking from her chickens and dropped her knitting to run out back and see. Feathers were scattered all over the back yard and several chickens had large areas of bald patches. Fred and Teddy both held on to either end of a chicken plucking it's feathers off. When they saw their grandmother they dropped it and the chicken ran off clucking. In true Molly fashion, her hands immediately found her hips and she got that you're both in serious trouble look on her face.
"Boooooooooooys!"