Ginny was brilliant at publicity, much better than Ron had ever been. But then, Gin was brighter than Ron anyway. Most people tended to be. Fred fully planned on spending all day, and possibly most of the night, in the Lab. Once he and George had ideas, they made it their mission to produce the finished product as quickly as possible, testing different prototypes on themselves as they went.
Chuckling as Gred wiggled, Fred looked down as Nessie woofed quietly, telling them both to stop fidgeting. Caffrey had already fallen asleep and tiny little puppy snores were emanating from under the covers. Leaning his head on George's shoulder, he smiled at his Twin's words. 'Cake. Maybe pancakes... and bacon sandwiches.'
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