“Daddy?” Brittany and Sumayya Weasley looked up innocently at Fred.
“Daddy, we were wondering if the thing that Wright guy said was true, the cat landing on all fours and the bread landing butter side down , so we, um…”
“Of COURSE it’s true,” said Mummy, walking in, supporting an enormous tray of mince pies. “Cats have a natural ability to land perfectly on all fours, and bread probably lands buttered side down because butter makes that side heavier!”
“Now, now, Angelina, you know that isn’t true,” said Daddy, wagging his finger. “So what did you girls do?”
“Well, we, um, borrowed Crookshanks Jr. for sometime…”
?” Aunt Hermione’s voice rang across the living room. “You WHAT
Sumayya winced, and then straightened, apparently to protect Brittany from the terrible fate of getting scolded. “Aunt Hermy, it was all my idea, seriously, it was! We just though that if we strap Aunt Ginny’s toast on it…”
Aunt Ginny laughed and raised an eyebrow at Aunt Hermy, who was glaring daggers at her. “What?” she said defensively. “Its good that they learn bibliology in the summer!”
“Um, Ginny, its biology,” said Uncle Harry, who was playing Wizard’s Chess with Uncle Ron and Uncle George, while Aunt Luna and Uncle Neville painted the Crumple –Horned Snorcack.
“Also, Aunt, he wasn’t in biology!” said Brittany, the know-it-all.
“So what happened?” said Daddy eagerly.
“Crook landed on all fours, but the toast actually
flipped over and landed butter side down on Crook’s back,” said Sumayya, rubbing her hands in glee. Daddy roared with laughter, and so did Aunt Ginny. Mummy and Aunt Hermy, however, looked horrified.
“Where is the poor beast right now, Sammy, and Brit?”
“Well, in the shower, Freddy and Gregory are trying to take the butter off, but…”
“That accursed thing scratched me!” said Gregory or Freddy, their voices being the same, since they were Uncle George’s twin sons, while Sumayya and Brittany were twins as well.
Aunt Katie came out with Crookshanks Jr., the latter wrapped in a white towel, followed by Fred Jr. and Greg, both muttering foul words.
“Did the butter come off?” asked Mummy.
“Well, yes, it did, but…”
“But what?” this came from Aunt Hermy.
“Um, it came out along with the…” unwrapping the towel to reveal Crook, “with the fur.”