Ton-Tongue Toffees

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I woke up the next morning almost just as earlier as yesterday. It was 5am but once I'd read the time from the clock on Gin's bedside table, I felt my eyes closing again.

The next time I wake up I have Hermione right in my face, shaking me to wake me up.

"Olivia!!"

"What Hermione?!"

"Get up! You're going to get Harry today! Remember?"

"Right.... I'm up.. I'm up" I say as practically roll of the bed to get up. I get ready and head downstairs for breakfast; which goes by as normal. circling all different topics of interest. Soon me, Fred, George, Ron and Mr Weasley are standing in front of the fire place getting ready to travel by floo powder.

"Okay I'll go first, then Fred, Olivia, George and lastly Ron." Mr Weasley said as he took a handful of floo powder and stepped into the fireplace. He then burst into flames after shouting Harry's address. Fred followed after and then I followed after him. Bursting into flames like Arthur and Fred.

"Hello love" Fred says as soon as I arrive in what seems to be Harry's fireplace but with no way out.

"It seems to be blocked off.." Mr Weasley trailed off, thinking of a way to get out.

"I don't think it's necessarily blocked off-" I start to say but am soon cut off by George joining us, making it even more crowded.

"George! Go back and tell Ron-" but similar as before Mr Weasley was cut off by George banging.

George started to bang on the wall and shout of Harry.

"Mr Weasley!? It's Harry... can you hear me?" Mr Weasley stopped George from hammering at the wall.

"Mr Weasley, Its Harry.. the fireplace is blocked. You won't be able to get through."

"Damn! What on earth did they want to block up the fireplace for?"

"I think they've got an electric fire, Mr Weasley." I say

"Yes, they do" Harry reply's, confirming my assumption.

"Really?! Eckeleetric, you say? With a plug? Good Lord! I must see that... let's think..- OUCH RON!" Ron had now joined the party.

"What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?"

"Oh no Ron.. No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up" Fred says sarcastically

"Yeah, we're having the time of our lives in here!" George joins in.

"shhhhh" Mr Weasley's voice called out at the boys "I'm trying to think of what to do... yes.... only one way... stand back Harry!" And with that there was a loud bang, and all of us tumbled out of the fireplace. Fred got up quickly so he was already outstretching his hand to help me up which I took.

"Hello, Harry!" Mr Weasley announced brightly. "Got your trunk ready?"

"Yes it's upstairs"

"We'll get it" Fred quickly said winking at Harry and leaving with George. I assumed they were trying to catch a glimpse at Dudley, Harry's cousin who has supposedly been bullying Harry since he was little. Which honesty doesn't surprise me.

Mr Weasley started a conversation, and by conversation I mean Mr Weasley talking and the Dursley's giving him questionable, scared looks, about collecting plugs and batteries. Dudley suddenly appeared in the room, hiding behind his parents; looking scared to death, most likely because of the loud clunks on the stairs from the twins bringing Harry's trunk down.

"Ah, this is your cousin, is it Harry?" Mr Weasley said, clearly trying to make another conversation.

"Yup, that's Dudley" Harry said pointing to him by which his aunt and uncle seemed disgusted at. Me, Ron and Harry all exchanged glances and turned away in order to stop ourselves from laughing.

"W- w - wh- why .. is she here?" Dudley spoke for the first time, pointing at me.

"Excuse me?"

"Y-y - you're - that agent of the telly... aren't you? Agent Carter?"

"Yes I am." I said simply, whilst everyone was just staring at me and the twins had entered the room at this point.

"oh - yes- I've seen you on the tv, you were in Chicago was it? A week or something ago?" Harry's uncle said, speaking more clearly than his son.

"Yeah, I was.."

"What are you doing here then?"

"To take Harry to the burrow with everyone, I thought that was quite obvious."

"So you go to his weird school, too?"

"Um, first of all it's not a 'weird' school, secondly, yes I do, and third, you're point is?"

"You got some nerve speaking to me like that." Vernon said clearly surprised and shocked from what I'd said.

"Do I?" the three just stood there in shock. The twins both had identical grins on their face. Mr Weasley started the fire in which I quickly walked towards to first, to get out of there as soon as possible because I was bored, of them giving me that look. I shouted the burrow, and with that I burst into flames arriving at the burrow.

Fred came next, then George with the trunk, then Ron, Harry and finally Mr Weasley.

Once Harry came he started asking questions to the twins; "What was that?"

"What did you do?" I sigh.

"Nothing bad just made the git's tongue grow large with toffees we've invented." Fred said with a huge grin on his face. I just looked at them all and then left to go upstairs to find Ginny and Hermione.

I knocked on Ginny's door before letting myself in to see Hermione reading a book and Ginny lying on her bed staring at the ceiling as if it was the only interesting thing she could do.

"Hey." I say as I sit down on Ginny's bed next to her.

"Hi! Finally you're back - Mione wouldn't play Quidditch with me." she said rolling her eyes.

"Yes, well I don't like flying - its dangerous - I'm perfectly happy watching you and others play." she said sternly.

"Alright... then why don't we go and play now then?" I say looking at Ginny's face which beamed at my words.

Before any of us could say anything else Mrs Weasley's voice was heard throughout the house - shouting at the twins for their little prank on Dudley. We looked at each other, and stood up in sink to head downstairs to see the fuss. We walked into the kitchen to see Molly had stopped shouting at the boys but instead was giving them a death stare.

"We're going out to play Quidditch if you want to join us?" I said to the twins. Harry and Ron came running into the kitchen.

"I heard Quidditch..." Harry said as everyone stared at the two of them.

"Right, lets go." I say walking out of the back door to the garden, with the rest following.

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