poly_chromatic | [video]

[The video shakily opens to a view of a patterned sheet, stretched out between two chairs. The video fumbles, moving to show a stack of pillows and a wool blanket thrown over the side of a bed before it swings a final time on an extreme close-up of a very young and very freckly face, grinning wildly.]

Oi, Fred! I think I figured out what this does!

[The child waves (George, for anyone who can't put two and two together).]

I think it's like one of those felly-telly-visson Muggles things Dad told us about. But little!

A felly-telly-what, now?

[ And here comes the other one, crawling over in the small space to shove his face right up next to George's, eyes gleaming with something wicked. ]

Nice one, Georgie. I just got that lot set up over here, too. Bring your felly-telly-thingawhater.

Righto!

[The view becomes shaking again as George follows his brother through a sheet-covered tunnel into a brand new section of the blanket fort.]

Blimey! This is brilliant, Fred! Do you think we can connect it into the hallway?

Hmm, not sure that we've enough blankets left.

[ Watch the child masterminds at work as they appraise their work and break into a devious grin. ]

Ready for a bit of reconn - reconn - [ He purses his lips for a moment. Learning new words is hard, shush. ] - reconnaissance, that's the ticket. I reckon Perce's got a few we can nick.

Yeah, brilliant! I distract him and you nick?

[As he speaks, George digs into a nearby box with the familiar WWW logo on it and pulls out a smallish firework.]

You know the drill, same as always.

[ Matching grins and eyes bright, they clap their hands together in their own special brand of secret handshake before clambering off to wreak havoc upon the house, all for the sake of extending their blanket fort.

Just another day in the life of the Weasleys. ]

[ooc: The entire crop of Weasleys have been hit with Age Reversal. You thought they were terrors now. Replies coming from

asplodes and

kabooms. Blue is Fred, regular is George.]