Chapter three
Harry was in hot water now. He had gotten both his very crazy wife and all her sister in laws very pissed off. Seven, pissed off, Weasley women, was not a good thing to have chasing you. Harry knew this very well.
He had seen all seven Weasley men get in bad trouble with there wives and he hoped that seven of them could give him some mercy. His luck was very off today.
Even better than seven crazy women were that at leas half of them were astronomically pregnant. Harry was doomed. He had no chance in hell of surviving.
Harry grabbed Ron and whispered harshly in his ear "your wife and all your brother's wives are after us,"
Ron let out a sigh and said slowly "we are beyond dead. We are annihilated." (A/N that means non existent in the universe)
LATER
Charlie, Bill, Percy, Gred, Forge, Ron and Harry all lay on the pavement, their wives haven gutted them with steak knives and left then out to dry.
"This is nice," Ginny proclaimed, "eating ice cream with no men to disturb us." And all the Weasley women agreed.