Anna-Marie rolled her eyes, annoyed, Reagen thought she was the boss pfffftt she wouldn't even be able to control a dog, let alone a group of girls. She smiled up at Candy from her curled up position on the arm chair, hey Candy she smiled extra, just to annoy Reagen, before glaring back at upity Reagen, she rolled her eyes AGAIN and took out her nail file in her bordem and began to file it, ok before anything is decided I'll tell you this now, I REFUSE to drink any polyjuice potion, she glared at Regean, daring her to tell her to shut up. French socilites didn't drink polyjuice potion.

Emma Jayne sighed, "well you could wear a muggle stick-on moustache instead and completely ruin the whole plan" she said as calmly as possible. "BECAUSE YOU WOULD GET CAUGHT" she yelled at her stupid prissy sister who couldn't care less about the whole plan. Ugh. Okay, Regan's turn to knock some sense into little miss I'm-too-perfect-and-lovely-to-ruin-my-facial-features-with-a-potion-that-takes-a-whole-lot-of-effort-and-time-to-make-*umbridge laugh*. Cue eye roll here.

Well no one knows me here so I don't need to take it, Miss neeky-I'm so good at potions and will happily destroy her sisters beautiful feautres! She snapped back, and carried on filing the nail. Stupid Emma-Jayne and stupid Reagen, they would never make her drink that stuff. NEVER! or she'd get Lawrence on them, or at least his legal team

Emma Jayne snorted at her sister's comment "as if I'd call your facial features beautiful" she said before slumping in her chair and muttering darkly. It's what she always did, instead of cursing or whatever... she would mutter darkly. "just you wait, you'll take that god damn potion if I have to force it down your throat." she muttered, hardly audible. But if Anne-Marie heard then she better understand what she was capable of.

Oooh, that's fighting talk Anne-Marie said glaring at her stupid sister, there is no way I'm taking it and if you think I am then you are sadly mistaken and I also will not be taking part. So there she spat angrilly, she could get into a foul temper and she would be scary. It really would.

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Emma Jayne groaned. Stupid sister and her stupid ways. "give me one good reason as to why you won't take it" she said from her slumped position. "and maybe I'll shut up" she said, most people liked it when she shut up, but you never know. Emma Jayne had dealed with nasty tempers her whole life, she had one of her own.

Because a) it tastes disgusting, b) I'm not known over here, therefore no one would recognise me and if I were get caught I have no record, it would mean lying low, but I could do that in France, she said, ticking off her fingers and c) no socialite drinks polyjuice potion she said, her voice dripping with contempt

Reagan listened to her sisters bicker for only a moment. She had had enough, she pointed her wand at her sisters and non-verbally said "Silencio" in her head and watched as both of her sisters's words were cut right out of their mouths. "Now that the two of you had shut up here's what's going to happen. Anna-Marie..you will take the polyjuice postions seeing as there are 5 witches that here that WILL force you. Emma Jayne...get to making the potions. I think it's in everyone's best interest to stay here for the next so no one gets cold feet." And with that Reagan turned and did spells on the manor to stop apparation, she locked the door with a permant sticking charm and did all the neccessary things to ensure that no one was leaving untill she said they were leaving.

"Now if you promise to be good girls I'll remove the spell." She added

Candy looked at Reagan, a small smirk on her lips "Hex me I dare you," she said sitting back in her chair her wand twirling around her fingers, she looked at Kira and smiled, "I am not that young you know...I am 21 and three quarters." Her eyes moved back to her eldest sister and watched as she placed spells on the house, she sighed "sounds like great fun," she said sarcastically.

Emma Jayne glared at Reagan, HOW DARE SHE! Okay so now she couldn't apperate, or speak. Fantastic. She stood up and set off, she would do her best to not feel the need to apperate, she rarely spoke whilst brewing so that was alright. It wasn't long before she remembered she had no idea where anything was in her stupid sister's house. SO she came back into the room where she had left her sisters, and raised her eyebrows at Reagen as if to say ingredients?. But she was lazy in a way so she pulled out her wand and wrote a small message (like Tom Riddle did in the Chamber of Secrets) "I'm going to need ingredients, and possibly my voice back." and waited to see what her sister would do

Reagan laughed when she seen her sister storm out of the room. It made her smile to see her sisters so angry. they weren't the loving kind and it was easier this way. Reagan pointed her wand at Emma Jayne and reversed the silent charm. "Ingredite are in the store up in the Kitchen. Do you know the way?" Reagan asked her sister still smiling at Anna Marie to see if she dare challege the silience spell.

NO NO NO! She mouthed angrilly, she shook her head and stomped her foot, she wouldn't take it as she walked to the door and tried to pull it open LET ME OUT she scrawled angrilly with her wand, banging on the window, she was being childish but she'd tried that potion and it had made her vomit. Alergic reaction evidently, and they could rot in hell, she would NOT take the potion!

Emma Jayne, did a slight nod, is if to say thanks but not really say it because she hated everyone in the room. "I'll find it eventually" she said before smirking at Anne Marie. Sucks to be her she thought before wandering off to find the kitchen. She found the kitchen and gathered everything she needed, Lacewing Flies, Leeches, Powdered bicorn horn, Knotgrass and shredded Boomslang skin, for the Fluxweed has to be picked on a full moon to work.

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Reagan laughed as she watched her sister struggle and make a complete fool of herself trying to get out. Reagan made sure that her spells would hold untill she herself took them off. "Anna Marie stop acting like a child. I don't care what bad experience you had with that postion. We will force feed it to you." Reagan added lifting the spell from Anna Marie so should could talk again. "We will meet again when the postion is done. Make your selves at home..." Reagan laughed as she left the room. A month with her sisters was going to kill her.

James let out a looooong sigh to let his parents know he didn't like this arrangement but took the plate without saying a word and set the plate down slooooowly. "There," he said, "I didn't break a thing." And he grinned, rather mischeivously, Harry thought, but that was the general characteristic one could apply to all of James's expressions. Harry looked at his son with a slightly raised brow, and James simply stared back innocently.

"I'll go check on Lily and Albus," he told Ginny before leaving the room once more for the stairs.

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Ron continued to clean the yard of the garden gnomes, thankfully there weren't many others left once Hermione had left him alone. Getting up he turned and walked into the house through the back door that led through the kitchen. Ron ignored the fact that he was probably tracking in dirt and gave each of his children a smile. "Eat up kids." He told them as he went to the counter and cleaned up the remaints of his pancake mess he had made. He pulled a plate out of the cupboard and piled up a few of the burnt pancakes grabbed a fork and sat down at the table.

Hermione sat down and began to eat solemnley, she looked at her children and smiled weakly at them, trying to make the smile stronger as she bit into her own pancake. She heard footsteps, but ignored the urge to turn around and look at the person. At him.

She heard him speak and begin to rattle around the kitchen before sitting down oposite to her, she bowed her head and carried on eating. The silence frosty and the atmosphere tense, she tried to stay eating and act normal and so focused on the mud marks that had been brough in. Typical. More to clean she grumbled mentally, she attempted to eat but failed and her hand began to shake, I'll just...just she faltered, standing up and walking out of the kitchen, up to their room and sitting down on the bed, head in hands

NO YOU WON'T she screamed hoarsly at Regean, surprised at the loudness of her voice after losing it, storming out of the room angrilly and sitting down on the floor, her legs crossed like a child

Ron kept his eyes on his plate when he wasn't watching Rose or Hugo eat and slightly play with their food in the process. He let out a deep sigh when she stumbled across a couple of words and then just left the kitchen. He listened to her footsteps heading to their bedroom up stairs, he looked up at the ceiling and tracked her trail with his eyes. When her footsteps ended he looked back down at his plate.

Finishing his burnt pancakes, he piled his dishes up on his plate and took them to the sink. "Hugo, careful buddy, you're slopping milk over mummy's table." He told his son as he moved his bowl over to the side and watched as half of the milk in his cereal bowl ended up on the table.

Ron, feeling slightly guilty, flicked his wand at the mess to make it disappear. Seeing the two kids stop eating and merely playing around at the table he decided he should clean them up the best he could and send them into the living room to play with their toys.

Getting them to stand in a line in front of him he flicked his wand, cleaning the milk off of their hands, mainly Hugos; and cleaning their clothes...mostly Hugo's again. "Alright, go in and play in the living room. Dad's got to clean." He told them putting a hand on each of their shoulders and steering them out of the kitchen into the living room.

"Try not to fight." He told them ruffling their hair before leaving them to play. Heading back to the kitchen Ron realized he hadn't taken his shoes off, tracking mud all over the kitchen and partly into the living room.

Making an :whaa: face he hurried over to the back door and stripped his shoes off of his feet and began his wand work in cleaning the messes he had made that morning. It took him quite while considering he wasn't handy with house cleaning spells. He just knew the simple ones that weren't cutting it.

Finished product was a spotless kitchen, well it was the same as it was when he had started making breakfast that morning. Slightly tired, Ron sat down at the kitchen table and flicked his wand one last time at the dishes in the sink. As they started to wash themselves he laid his head down on the table.

Hermione listened to the muffled mumbelings from downstairs, which was soon followed by thumps and spells and the odd curse. Typical Ron, probably breaking more things! She sighed and stood up, whiping away the imaginary tear from her eye. She looked around, before opening the mahogany door to their shared wardrobe and looked through it, from Ron's....normal for Ron clothes to her muted pastels and work clothes. She sighed again and picked out a pair of fitted jeans and a fitted jumper.

Slowly she turned away from the wardrobe - another sign of their unity - and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower and climbing in ungaily

Five minutes later she stepped out of the shower and got changed quickly, opening the door, listening to it's slight creak, she stood at the top of the stairs, looking down into the open door of the living room, watching her children play...but Hugo! She cried haring downstairs as he pushed Rose over you shouldn't do that! It's naughty to fight she said kneeling down in front of him. The responce she recieved from her young son turned her skin tone a nasty palid shade, "but you and daddy fight all the time", with a sharp intake of breath she realised that her little boy had just hit the nail on the head. They really did. And that worried her

Ron got out of his chair when he Rose start crying, he made a beeline into the living room. He plopped down on the floor by Rose and gave her a hug. Turning to Hugo, "Buddy, why'd did you push Rose over?" He asked calmly, but before he could get an answer out of him he had stated very clearly, that he and Hermione fought all the time.

Ron's stomach wanted empty itself from the burnt pancakes he had less than hour ago. Letting go of Rose for a moment he focused back on Hugo. Before openeing his mouth, he looked up at Hermione, searching for what he needed to say. "Mummy and daddy are having problems." He stated the obvious fact in the room. "We're going to work through it so you and Rosie don't have to listen to it anymore. Alright?" He asked his two kids. "I still love mummy a whole lot, just like you two should love each other." He told the kids. Surely his turn of explanation was over, looking up at Hermione, Ron furrowed his eyebrows together and bit waiting for her to agree or to start her own explaination.

Hermione was well...shocked. That was the only way to explain that and it wasn't nearly enough. She saw Ron's eyes flick over to her for a second before he started to speak, and he didn't stumble or go red or anything. He was...serious? She couldn't be sure and by the time her brain had started to work it out there was silence in the room. Oh. Her turn.

Step up to the spotlight.

Your daddy's right she nodded, though she wasn't 100% sure as to if that was completley the truth. They'd always had a, well fiery relationship but she hadn't realised that it was so obvious, so much so that two young children could work it out. You two shouldn't fight, it won't help you in the long run. She nodded, her brain was still ticking over. She didn't know what was going on. And well she hated it

Ron nodded his head, "So give each other a hug. Hugo, tell your sister your sorry." Ron told them. He watched as Rose forced herself to give her brother a hug after what he had done, and watched as Hugo politely apologized. "Good. Now, I'm gonna floo Uncle Harry, and see if you two can visit, so mummy and I can talk." He told them standing up. "Sound good?" he asked the three.

Walking over to the fireplace he got a hand of Floo Powder and stuck his head into the fireplace. "Harry!" He exclaimed from the fireplace, looking around the livingroom setting his bestfriend and sister had made. "Harry!" He yelled a bit louder.

Talk. Oh Merlin. She sighed and pulled herself off the floor, getting their shoes so that they didn't get dusty feet and trample around Harry and Ginny's house. Once they were ready she sat back on the sofa, waiting for Ron to finish

Ginny looked up at the sudden noise. "Ron?" She called confuesed. Ginny looked at James. "I'll be back. Do not break anything, young man!" She said before moving out of the kitchen and into the living room.Ginny looked at her brother and tilted her head. "Hello Ronald. What are you doing here?" Without Hermione and the kids? She added silently in her head. Of course she was used to Ron's visits since he was Harry's best friend but usually the kids and Mione were always close behind. "Where's the kids?" SHe asked.

Harry was only halfway up the stairs when he suddenly heard his name being called - not by Ginny though, that was definitely not her voice. He knew who it was before he'd even reached the living room and Ginny had said his best friend's name.

"Yeah, Ron?" he said once he'd reached the fireplace and saw Ron's head peering out of it.