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▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐌 ── ◦'𖥸'◦ ── 𝒜𝒞𝒯 𝒪𝒩𝐸 ↳ ❛ i just met my uncle for the first time and he's an absolute prat like his son ❜︎ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮 ╱ ╱ 🏛🧺 ˚◞𑁍゚𝙿𝙻𝚄𝚃𝙾𝚂𝚆𝙸𝙵𝚃
₊˚ 𖤐₊ ⁀➷ 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 ✩ 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚜.
The stay at the Burrow was pleasant. She had the pleasure of meeting Molly Weasley. A short woman with beautiful luscious red hair that Celeste envied.
Molly was fixing breakfast as she scolded her three sons for taking the flying car out for a ride. Though they seemed to be off the hook after cleaning the gardens.
( just a teeny bit for saving Harry from the Dursleys ).
"Hey Celeste, I didn't have the time to thank you but...thanks for sending those presents through my room window."
"Harry it's no problem at all. I can't believe they'd starve you." Celeste gritted her teeth to contain her fury.
"I just can't believe an Elf appeared in our rooms." Harry grumbled.
The Dursley's were a nightmare and the fact that Harry's mother's sister Petunia treated him like dirt made her sick.
There was a house-elf named Dobby that was behind the whole letter mishap. Celeste met him one day in the middle of the night when she caught him grabbing her letters.
His parents were dead, Harry lost everything that night as she did. Celeste lost her mother and never had the opportunity to get to know her father.
A hand overlapped Celeste's clenched fist. "They weren't that bad....they treated me like an atomic bomb. I think they were scared of your threats at the Train station."
"I meant what I said, besides ━ are you excited to see Hermione? She's been worried about you nonstop! Happy late birthday by the way."
Harry smiled slightly at her rambling. He missed talking to her daily. Summer hasn't been pleasant. The gifts and notes he'd receive at the window brightened up his day.
Celeste left to go freshen up leaving a smirking Fred at his side. "You are utterly whipped. Though it seems you have a competition with my sister Ginny. Not that Gin realizes that she's been staring for too long. Must be the Veela in her."