Chapter 18: Errol

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"No, that isn't fair, come on you know that's not how it happened." Ron whined.

"Oh yes it is, you cried and everything," George continued to tease Ron.

Apparently he had stolen Ginny's share of the cake after dinner one evening and Molly wasn't too happy so she used the tickling Jinx to make him give it back.

"Whatever. Anyway, that's just about everything interesting that happened to us over the summer, what about you guys?"

"Us? Oh just you know, nothing." I replied, tilting my head backwards and playing with the frayed bits of the car roof.

"Nothing? You're failing to mention Oliver and the present and Aunt Petunia being nice to us. Oh and let's not forget the reason we were locked up in the first place, Dobby." If Harry's voice went any higher, we would have dogs sprouting wings and flying up here.

"What present?" Fred grilled.

"Not anything massive, it was the pebble that was stuck in my shoe throughout our entire first date." While locked up, I had actually made a bracelet and used the pebble as the main jewelry on it.

"What, who's Dobby?" Took a hot minute, but George finally processed what Harry said before.

"A house-elf." I said, bluntly.

"A house-elf? Wonderful. And would either of you care to explain what this house-elf did to get you locked up."

"No, I would not care to." George elbowed me in the side, making me finally crack my serious face and start laughing.

"He made it look like I dropped a cake on top of some very important people who were there to make a deal with our Uncle." Harry spoke.

"But why would Savannah be put in there too? What did she do?" Ron pried.

Already laughing, I became a sniggering mess in the back of the car, howling like a dog. Once again, the thought of what happened running through my head caused me uncontrollable hysteria.

"That." Harry shook his head, while pointing at me, still yapping in the back seat.

《☆•●○♡ time skip ♡•●•☆》

The journey was soon over, and we safely made it back to the burrow all in once piece. Well, mostly. I still had stitches from all the laughing I was doing, but I hardly noticed anymore.

The smell of the mud and the garden greeted me gently. Oh how I had missed this place, my home.

The five of us crept up to the side door slowly, Fred opening it just a fraction to check no one was there, before letting us all in. Each one of us filed in one after the other and as I stepped inside, my smile spread so large that I probably looked like a fool.

Nothing had changed, it was exactly perfect, just the way it has always been. While Harry admired all of the crazy aspects of the house, such as Molly's custom clock with all our faces on which tells her where we are at all times, the twins, Ron and I all grabbed a piece of fresh bread off the kitchen table, stuffing it in our mouths.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

As we rounded the corner, Molly came rushing through, slamming her hands down on the arm chair. Everyone stopped instantly in their tracks, Ron even jumped a little. All of us, except Harry, hid the bread behind our backs, swallowing quickly so we didn't get caught.

"Harry, how wonderful to see you Dear. Oh and Savannah, welcome home." Then she turned to the Weasley boys, demeanour changing instantly, "Beds empty. No note. Car gone. You could've died. You could've been seen."

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