Fred fixed them both a tea, as George already had his beverage of choice and headed for the kitchen table where everyone was seated. He was quite sure he didn't need to know where everyone was ... because he could easily guess.
Neville was probably either in the back in the greenhouses or off with their sister, and Parvati - well, George looked pretty happy at the end of the reception before Fred and Katie had left for the honeymoon so he assumed that she was around somewhere.
Sitting down next to Katie, Fred couldn't stop beaming. "Here you go love." Fred handed Katie her tea and breathed a heavy sigh, glad to be home. "We had a great time in Switzerland, didn't we? Though... I don't know about this 'skiing' thing - I much prefer a broom, as it doesn't make me look like a pillock, face down in the snow!"