As Gred stood beside him, Forge smiled at his Twin in the mirror. 'Transfigure it then. I'll always need jumpers.' Even if he and Oliver fell out, he wouldn't be giving the top back. It was extra warm and had charms to keep rain and wind out woven into the fabric. 'You decide, Twin or Weasley.' Fred was quite happy to let George change the lettering whilst he was still wearing the top, not afraid that his Twin would accidentally do something to him. Besides, if he did, Forge was excellent at revenge.
'Cheat!' Fred shouted, scampering after his Twin and sliding across the kitchen as his sock clad feet hit tiles. 'Aaah, save me fridge!' His wand was upstairs, under his pillow, so he had to grab hold of the appliance to stop his skid. The Twins, being Arthur's boys, had fully functional muggle appliances in their home. The big rambling place had been owned by muggles previously, so all the wiring was in place.
'Yes. I can make milkshakes.' Snagging the milk from his saviour, he grabbed enough bananas and tipped the fruit and milk into a jug. 'Oh... need my wand.' Running back upstairs, he retrieved his wand and apparated into the kitchen. Tapping the side of the jug to mix up the ingredients, he added some honey to sweeten the shakes then poured them into two pint glasses. 'Done!'
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