Just to take the piss out of Lee, which was probably expected, Fred scratched the back of his head. "Oh yeah, that reminds me, where's the five galleons you owe me?" And he should've asked for ten when Lee mentioned 'Poor Katie'. "Very funny. I'll have you know she's quite happy." Now that Katie wasn't sick and quickly on the mend from her torturous fight with dragon pox - Fred's shoulders weren't slumping so much, and his thoughts were far from dark.
George took the conversation and gave Fred a chance to take a long pull on his pint and nod in agreement with the reopening of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, a glint in both sets of eyes that only meant trouble and fun at the same time.
Then it was Lee's turn, and they both listened carefully... about Americans, his own popular radio show and gators!? "Sounds like a mixed bag mate - and I'm sure there's more stories than you're letting on." Fred eyed George and then they both stared at Lee, wanting to know more, however... "We're just glad you're back mate, now we can get into some real trouble. Well, when we're not at the shelter."
Lee had expressed an interest and Fred gave him the gist of it. "It was George's idea when he saw so many people on the streets so, we bought a building and named it after Mum. Neville has his mark on it too - basically being the benefactor and he's got greenhouses set up, giving people jobs afterwards. It's a really great place, you should come by and see it."