What happens when Arthur Weasley goes to visit a Muggle store... (fic)

As part of my attempt to stay active and my newfound urge to write, here you go. It's probably really dumb, but I was jotting it down while nobody was in the store today.
Word count: 416

( Harry Potter + my bored brain + free time at work = ??? )

Was it terrible? Good? Made you giggle? Please let me know. xD
I adore constructive criticism, and of course, general comments.
Also, I have no idea where to post it to get a larger reader base than my f-list. Suggestions are loved.

Now to go sleep off my terrible headache that's been raging the better part of four hours. <3