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"They'll be back," said Ron as they watched the gnomes vanish into the hedge on the other side of the field. "They love it here... Dad's too soft with them; he thinks they're funny . . . ." he rolled his eyes.

Just then, the front door slammed. "He's back!" let out George. "Dad's home!" The five kids scrambled through the garden and back into the house.

Mr Weasley(book) was drooped in a kitchen stool with his glasses off, and his eyes shut. He was a thin man, going bald, but the little hair he had was as red as any of his children's. He was wearing long green robes, which were dusty and travel-worn.

Mr Weasley took a long gulp of tea and sighed. "Find anything, Dad?" said Fred eagerly.

"All I got were a few shrinking door keys and a biting kettle," yawned Mr Weasley.

"There was some pretty nasty junk that wasn't my department, though. Mortlake was taken away for questioning about some incredibly odd ferrets, but that's the Committee on Experimental Charms, thank goodness ......"

"Why would anyone bother making door keys shrink?" said George.

You and Harry were silent, not wanting to interrupt the conversion between family.

"Just Muggle-baiting," sighed Mr Weasley. "Sell them a key that keeps shrinking to nothing so they can never find it when they need it... Of course, it's tough to convict anyone because no Muggle would admit their key keeps shrinking - they'll insist they just keep losing it. Bless them; they'll go to any lengths to ignore magic, even if it's staring them in the face... But the things our lot have taken to enchanting, you wouldn't believe -"

"LIKE CARS, FOR INSTANCE?" You jumped a bit from the yell and grabbed Harry's hand and the other side to your chest.

Mrs Weasley had appeared, holding a long poker like a sword. Mr Weasley's eyes jerked open. He stared guiltily at his wife.

"C-cars, Molly, dear?"

"Yes, Arthur, cars," said Mrs Weasley, her eyes glaring. "Imagine a wizard buying an oxidised old car and telling his wife all he wanted to do with it was take it apart to see how it worked, while he was enchanting it to make it fly." Mr Weasley blinked.

"Harry... Should we leave and go to the room?" You whispered, Harry looked at you and shook his head.

"Just a minute." Said, Harry.

"Well, dear, I believe you'll find that he would be quite within the law to do that, even if - er - he maybe would have done better to, um, tell his wife the truth... There's a loophole in the law, you'll find... As long as he didn't intend to fly the car, the fact that the car could fly wouldn't -"

"Arthur Weasley, you made sure there was a loophole when you wrote that law!" shouted Mrs Weasley.

"So that you could carry on tinkering with all that Muggle rubbish in your shed! And for your information, Harry arrived this morning in the car you didn't intend to fly and inviting Y/N to go with them! I have promised Dumbledore to take care of her but look at what happened!" She added.

"Harry? Y/N?" said Mr Weasley blankly. "Harry? Y/N? who?" He looked around, saw Harry and you, and jumped finally noticing the two who are not redheads.

'I thought he knows about me already?' You thought as you smiled at the man.

"Good lord, is it Harry Potter? Very pleased to meet you, and Y/N, a pleasure to finally meet you, Ron and the boys told us so much about -"

"This morning, your sons flew that car to Harry's house, and back last night bring the poor girl with them." Mrs Weasley.

"Did you really?" said Mr Weasley eagerly. "Did it go all right?"

"Oh, it..." The five kids started.

"ARTHUR!" Mrs Weasley hit his shoulder.

"I - I mean," he faltered as sparks flew from Mrs Weasley's eyes, "that - that was very wrong, boys and Y/N - very wrong indeed ......"

Then he turned towards Harry, "Now, Harry, you must know all about Muggles. Tell me, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?"

"Oh, umm..."

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Mrs Weasley fussed over the state of Ron's socks and tried to force him to eat fourth helpings at every meal.

Mr Weasley liked Harry to sit next to him at the dinner table so that he could bombard him with questions about life with Muggles, asking him to explain how things like plugs and the postal service worked.

Which is a bit funny, because Harry looks so confused and always get flustered from all the questions.

"Fascinating," he would say as Harry, and I talked him through using a telephone. "Ingenious how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic."

"Indeed, I had learned so many things in the muggle world when I visited our friend Hermione Granger." I grinned.

"What a great friend, so she's a muggle?" Mr Weasley asked as Harry, and I nodded.

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Ginny and I, along with Mr and Mrs Wealsey, were already in the kitchen, while me, insisting helping Mrs Weasley in the kitchen.

"It is fine, Molly. I can help. I would like to help."

"No, dear, just sit down with Ginny. Please? I can do it myself." She said as she stroke my hair while smiling.

I sighed and nodded the sat next to Ginny; she was staring at me with sparkling eyes as she rests her chin to her hand.

I gave her a smile she instantly blushes and grins.

But then we heard feets going down the stairs; it was Ron and Harry. The moment she saw Harry, Ginny accidentally thumped her porridge bowl to the floor with a loud clatter.

Ginny seemed very likely to knocking things over whenever Harry entered a room; she was also like that to be but not she's getting used to it but not that much still.

Ginny instantly hopped under the table to fetch the bowl and emerged with her face redden like the setting sun. Pretending he and I hadn't noticed this, Harry sat down and took the toast Mrs Weasley offered him.

While me, I took my hot chocolate and drank it while reading some newspapers.

Soon after Percy came down to join us for breakfast, he sat in front of me. Then the twins join soon too. The three boys who recently joined us are still their PJs.

I would sense someone is following every single move I make, and it was Percy. I would catch him staring at me.

A screeching noise and then we heard a thud noise, and it was from outside.

"Well, that'll be Errol with the post. Oh, fetch it will you Percy, please?" Mrs Wealdey

Percy stood up "Errol..." he said as the owl stood up once again and Percy took the letter.

"He's always doing that." Said Ron.

"Oh, look, it's our Hogwarts letters. And they've sent us Harry's as well."

"Also your letter is here to Y/N." Percy handed our letters, but when he handed mine our finger brush against each other which made us glance at each other and looked away.

"Dumbledore must know you're here, Harry. Doesn't miss a trick, that man." Mr Wealsey said.

SECOND-YEAR STUDENTS WILL REQUIRE:

The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2

by Miranda Goshawk

Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart

Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart

Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart

Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart

Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart

Why is every book about this man? What in the bloody world is in grandpa's mind when he hired this fraud?

"Oh, no."

"This lot won't come cheap, Mum. The spell books alone are costly." Said Fred, as we all finish reading our letters.

"We'll manage, we'll manage." Mrs Wealsey smiled, but she looks worried.

"I can help-"

"Y/N, dear, thank you but don't waste your money on us." Mrs Wealsey placed her hands on her hips.

"But-" before I finish my sentence, she shushed me.

"Also I expect we'll be able to pick up a lot of Ginny's things secondhand." She sighed.

"Oh, are you starting at Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked Ginny.

She nodded, blushing to the roots of her flaming hair, and put her elbow in the butter dish which made me laugh a bit.

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"Who wants to play Quidditch?" I asked the boys.

"Sure!"

They all agreed. Five minutes later, we were marching up the hill, broomsticks over our shoulders. We even had asked Percy if he wanted to join us, but he had said he was busy.

As usual...

Also, Harry had only seen Percy at mealtimes so far; he stayed shut in his room the rest of the time.

But every time he's with us, Percy, he would always watch me. Every move I make.

If I'm too close with the boys, he was clear his throat out of nowhere and glare.

"Do you think he's talking to that Ravenclaw girl again?" Said Ron.

I frown hearing about her "probably, but hey. Who cares, let's just play Quidditch. It's his loss for not hanging out with us." I tried to change the topic.

"Y/N said is true, so let's just focus on this!" Said, Harry.

"But not going to lie, he's not himself. His exam results came the day before you did; twelve O.WL.s and he hardly gloated at all." But Fred kept the topic going.

"Ordinary Wizarding Levels," I explained, seeing Harry's puzzled look. "Bill got twelve, too. If we're not careful, we'll have another Head Boy in the family. I don't think I could stand the shame." George continues.

"Dunno how Mum and Dad are going to afford all our school stuff this year," said George after a while. "Five sets of Lockhart books! And Ginny needs robes and a wand and everything ......"

"I can always help." I sighed.

"But, Y/N, we would love, but it will be wrong. And other people will think that we are using you for money." Ron said.

"Who cares?! I want to help!"

"Y/N, please. Maybe next time? What do you think?" George said as he stroke my hair.

I noticed how Harry was quiet; I hook my arms around him "Come on, Harry, why are you not talking?" I asked.

"I don't know, I-I..." His face became red.

But then Ron placed his arms around me "Y/N, are you excited going back to Hogwarts?" He asked, changing the topic.

I nodded "Of course, I'll be seeing my family and friends." I grinned.

"Awe."

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"So, has your kid changed already?" The twelfth son of the Imperial Majesty spoke as he crossed seated.

The ninth son of the Imperial Majesty brother glared "Not yet, but soon. How about you? Has your kid even changed yet?" He smirks.

The two cousins glared at each other, but then the eldest of the Imperial Majesty spoke "Shut up, both of you. Unfortunately, their kid hasn't changed the maid and the butler yet informed that the kid might change while the kid is at the school."

The eights on of the Majesty raised his eyebrows, "isn't our kid and your kid friends?" He asked.

The fourth son of the Imperial Majesty nodded "they are, I am worried about it. What if she saw your kid change? Imagining her reaction is already painful for me." He said as he rubs his temples.

"The kid has to die, right?" The sixth son of Imperial Majesty spoke.

The seventh son of the Majesty nodded, "yes, it might be painful too. I hope the kid is taking medicine so that they won't feel the pain."

"Come to think of it... I haven't seen ******* lately, where is he?" The tenth son of the Majesty asked as he looked around.

The fourteenth son of the Imperial Majesty did the same thing, but then the second son of the Imperial Majesty spoke.

"He's in a mission; father called him last year and sent him to a task, he might come back after two years. That's all I know." Said the second son of the Imperial Majesty.

"How did you even know about that?" The fifth son of Majesty asked.

"He told me."