You can imagine how it felt reading that fateful chapter in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. (SPOILER) I STILL HAVEN'T FORGIVEN YOU, JO. WHY, FRED, WHY?!
We actually got to be the Weasleys last weekend. For our younger sister Jenny's (very much the Ginny of the family) 18th birthday, and to celebrate her heading off to university, the three of us, and our older sister (the 'Bill' if you like...she'll hate me for this...stop me now), took ourselves off to Watford, for the Harry Potter Studio Tour.
It was incredible. One of our favourite bits was getting to nosy inside The Burrow. And Helen and I, much to our sensible and lovely sisters' embarrassment, got to unleash our inner, geeky, Weasley twin selves. Flying car, Weasley Wizard Wheeze's, geeky purchases from the gift shop...check, check, check.
Thank you to our sisters for putting up with us, and for such a nice day.
And thank you J.K Rowling, who created characters two ginger troublesome twins could relate to, who made us laugh and made it okay to stand out like (two) sore thumb(s). It was okay to not be perfect, to be a bit mischievous. To make people laugh, but to also get told off, to be different. It was okay to be part of a big, mad family, because the Weasleys made it so.
Please enjoy some photos as a tribute to our favourite twins, and our favourite fictional family.