The Raven and the Ginger

Chapter 5

Today was the day we were going to be picking up Harry from the Dursley's home. We were all excited for his return to the Burrow. Ron wouldn't shut up about it all week, however Hermione must have sufficed for a little bit when she arrived two days ago.

We were all gathered around the fireplace as we grabbed handfuls of the floo powder. Molly protested her opinion on all of us going, and how the Dursley's would react to six wizards popping out of their chimney.

Arthur assured her it would be okay and he stepped into the ashes shouting the address of Harry's current residence.

I looked over to my left and noticed the two twins giving each other a smirk and I quickly stepped into the fireplace before something could go wrong. I knew they were planning something, and for the most part I didn't want to be apart of it, I had just gotten here after all and I wanted to start my stay on a good note— at least as good as it could get after all that's already happened.

I already knew we weren't exactly going to be welcomed warmly by the family but when we appeared in their living room you could have guessed they were getting robbed and held at gun point. As everyone made it into number four privet drive, there was lots of yelling and pleading coming from both sides of the current issue. Ron grabbed Harry and they both disappeared back to the Weasleys home. I noticed a grubby looking boy hiding behind a floral patterned sofa and I could tell my friends saw the same thing and I could almost see the gears twisting in their heads. I just called out my desired destination into the flames as I heard a splatter of candy wrappers hitting the ground and a chorus of two "whoops" followed by chuckles and an angry shout from whom I decided must have been a mix of Mr. Dursley, Dudley, Mrs. Dursley and Mr. Weasley.

We had been sitting on the couch for at least fifteen minutes as Fred and George were getting shouted at by their mother and their siblings were trying to hide their chuckles and smirks.

"-How could you! Your father has been working everyday for years and years to heal the broken bond between us and muggles just for you two to throw it all away!"

"Mum, we were just trying-"

"Don't you start with me Frederick!" Her face was a bright red and purple mix as she yelled, "Honestly you two! You are so smart but you couldn't bother putting those brains into your school work? Or your O.W.L.s? Of course not! Because you are so worried about that shop. I am begging you to please focus on something at least help you in your futures!"

With those words Fred looked as if steam was about to pour from his ears. George next to him looked the same but with a bit more sympathy to his mother and father who had spent a good chunk of time at the Dursley's preforming a spell to undo the effect the twin's candies had on Dudley and attempting to calm his parents.

After another few minutes me and the twins went outside to blow off some stress of the day. They were extra upset after their mother had taken the rest of the supply of their "ton-tongue toffees", their latest invention that it seemed they spent all summer before I got here perfecting.

We had a quick game of catch with the Quaffle before I remembered something I had done a few days earlier when they had first showed me the candy.

They looked at me questionably as I steered my broom to Ginny's window and hopped inside. I dug through my trunk and pulled out a handful of the toffees I had snuck away "for later".

They were waiting for me just off the ledge of the roof and I waved for them to come in.

They set their brooms on the rim of the window and walked over a bit skittishly.

George spoke up suddenly, and wearily looked around the room as if waiting for something to jump out from somewhere, "Ginny would kill us if she found out we were in her room!"

"Oh hush, you'll be fine. She's to busy flirting with Harry downstairs."

They both scoffed at this. I could tell they weren't all for the idea of their little sister having a "schoolgirl crush" on Harry but were all for the idea of Ron and Hermione getting together, which made my eyes roll. Not at the fact of Ron and 'Mione, but at their reactions.

Before they could make more comments I pulled out the candies I had behind my back. Immediately their eyes lit up and I suddenly had four arms wrapped around me from each side. Fred looked as if he was about to say something but must have thought better of it, as he quickly shut his mouth.

Soon everyone was back in a good mood, including Mrs. Weasley who was busy attending to Harry. Everyone except for Arthur who was now back at the ministry sorting out the problem that had recently occurred.

A few days later Ginny and I were shaken awake by a half-asleep Hermione well before the sun had risen. We looked to each other confused at first before realizing the need for the early hour.

Today was the day of the 422 Quidditch World Cup. We were to leave in about an hour to follow Arthur to wherever we needed to go to get to the cup. I was a bit weary at the idea of leaving a bit late considering the cup must be hours away and there was no way we would all fit in the car, even with the use of magic.

The girls and I, as well as Harry and Ron were sitting at the table eating the quick, yet delicious breakfast Molly had whipped up for us and were waiting for the twins a bit impatiently as the time to leave grew closer and closer.

About fifteen minutes before we had to leave, the two of them finally made their way down the stairs, and begrudgingly grabbed a bagel and banana. Their mother was obviously still upset and before bed yesterday, they had another argument on whether or not the two should be able to even tag along to the match. Luckily Arthur was able to convince his wife that this was a good chance for them to get out of the house and give his wife a break for a bit, and a few days without the twins wreaking havoc around the house must have been a deal sealer.

We finally made it out of the house and were walking up a very large hill. after quite a few minutes of walking and I pulled my plaid coat around my turtle neck as a sudden wind gust nearly pushed me into George. Fred chuckled quietly and before I knew it I was on his back as he carried me the rest of the way.

As we got to the top, I noticed an old and worn-out brown boot sitting on the middle. The younger children looked to each other confused, and Harry finally spoke up, "What are we supposed to do with some mangy old boot?", to which Fred replied, "It's not just any mangy ol' boot mate-"

"-It's a port key." George finished.

That clearly made Harry more confused but I noticed Hermione lean over to explain the word to the boy and we continued forward. Before we reached the shoe, we noticed two more men walk our way.

Amos and Cedric Diggory. I noticed the twins eyes immediately narrow as they fell upon the old man and the teen boy, they had held a grudge against him ever sconce he broke up with me over owl two weeks into the summer this year.

Fred dropped me quickly, and Cedric tried avoiding our gaze by striking up conversation with Harry. I grabbed both twins arms as I felt them tense up next to me. After two months with no words other than 'I'm so sorry Adola but I don't think this relationship is working out for me, and I think we should take a break.' Along with some other heart wrenching sentences and not writing me back with any explanations or reasoning, I was going to take care of him myself.

(A/N: Do you guys like it with the X Reader, or should I make it an OC character instead of the Y/N?)

(A/N part 2: I did end up changing it to OC but lmk if you would prefer the other way around)