"How much is this?" Ron asked.
"5 galleons," the twins said in unison.
"No but for me," Ron said.
"5 galleons," the twins repeated.
"But I'm your brother," Ron said.
The twins shrugged, "10 galleons."
"Fred, George, how much are these?" Grace asked.
"0 galleons," the twins smiled.
Grace smiled and looked at Ron, "Bloody hell?"
Grace walked to Charlie, examining a love potion. "Need a love potion?"
"Nah... I'm hopeless when it comes to love," Charlie laughed.
"Oh don't say that," Grace laughed. "The girl you want is probably right in front of you, and you can't even see her."
"Oh, I can see her," Charlie muttered.
"What was that?" Grace asked.
"Nothing," Charlie laughed nervously.
"So you two fools opened a store," Grace smiled.
"Yup," they answered, each resting their elbow on each of her shoulders.
"Half the stores are shut down here, how do you stay in business?" Grace asked.
"A good businessman never reveals his secrets," George said.
"But a better one tells his secrets," Grace laughed.
"To shay, Potter," they laughed.
Grace walked to Harry, staring at Ginny.
"Interesting," Grace smiled.
"What- what's interesting?" Harry looked at Grace.
"Oh nothing, but we definitely have a thing for gingers," Grace said.
"I think we get it from dad," Harry said, crossing his arms.
Grace laughed and messed up Harry's hair.