𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞⁽ʰᵃʳʳʸᵖᵒᵗᵗᵉʳ ˣ ᵒᶜ⁾

- 7 -

Ashlynn woke up on Saturday morning with a genuine smile on her face. She knew she wanted to make the day positive and good, knowing she was going to see the family together again. Stretching her arms, she pulled on a pink robe and walked into the bathroom. After brushing her teeth and changing into a workout outfit, her phone rang. Nora was calling her. She knew that this meant something was wrong, because Nora never called.

"What's wrong?" Ashlynn asked as she answered the phone.

Nora began to go on a whole rant about how dumb her department was. Apparently, they obliviated ten people that they weren't supposed to be obliviated. Ashlynn began to work out in her home gym and hummed in response once in a while to acknowledge she was still listening to the conversation at hand. Her primary focus was concentrating on now dropping a dumbbell on her foot or slipping on the treadmill.

"You know what? We should add Amelia to the call. I think she'll know what to do." Before Ashlynn could protest, Amelia's voice came through the phone.

"What's wrong? Are you at St. Mungos? Do you need me to bring you food there?"

"No, no I'm not in the hospital, but there will be some people going there soon." Answered Nora.

"What happened?" And Nora began her whole rant again. Ashlynn didn't pay attention this time, directing her attention to what she was doing. After an hour, Ashlynn was done, along with Nora's rant.

"What do you plan to do?" Amelia's voice came on. Ashlynn dabbed her face with a towel and took a sip of water.

"The only thing I can do. Fire the man." Nora said, no sense of remorse in her voice.

"I thought you said you can't?" Ashlynn questioned.

"No, she can't." Amelia answered. "You can't fire him, Nora. You just said he is the son of Leon."

"Who's Leon again?" Ashlynn asked. Apparently, she missed a few key details. She walked out of her gym and headed to the kitchen towards the kitchen for breakfast.

"Don't ask, she'll talk about this for another hour. Leon is a supervisor that comes to check on her department once in a while. If she fires his son -"

"I'm doing it and no one can stop me. It's my department."

"I don't know, Nora, it seems -" Ashlynn paused her sentence when she saw Ginny, George, Fred Jr., Ron, and Hermione in her kitchen. "I guess people just like breaking into my house now."

"Ash - oh, put on a shirt will you?" Ron said, covering his eyes. The image of his sister in a bra was quite disturbing.

Ashlynn rolled her eyes, while George covered his eyes as well. "It's nothing none of you haven't seen before." Harry walked out of the panty and looked up. The first thing he saw was Ashlynn in a sports bra and leggings. What a sight for sore eyes. It was hard for him to avert his eyes and he was surprised he was able to. "Shirt, got it."

Harry looked down, fighting the smile that wanted to spread across his face. Ashlynn's face was slightly blushed as she walked back into her closet, she picked up a jacket and zipped it. She was about to walk back down into the kitchen when she felt a buzz in her pocket. Pulling out her phone, she saw a text from Harry.

Looking good in those leggings, love.

Ashlynn bit her lip and shook her head. She walked back into the kitchen, her eyes lingering on Harry for a bit. "So, what exactly are you guys doing here?"

"You're treating," Ron said, opening and closing cabinets.

"Yeah, for dinner, not breakfast."

"And lunch!" George pitched in.