RUNNING WITH WOLVES remus lupin

O2O. 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘'𝐒

𝐓 𝐖 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐘

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FOR AS LONG AS SHE COULD REMEMBER, Elodie has always hated flooing. From the powder to always being caught off guard by the green flames. Well... it's not horrible, but it's never been pleasant. Knowing this, the twins decided to pick her and Ramona up with Arthur's flying car. 

Elodie quickly pulls them to the side. Slapping the back of their heads. "Seriously, you guys? I told you Ramona's not used to magic - you really thought this was a good idea?" As soon as she says it, the boys give her an apologetic look. She sighs. This is Fred and George were talking about... what did you expect?

Before Elodie literally could say anything else. Ramona is already walking outside with a smile on her face. "Wow, we're driving? This won't be so bad after all..." she winces. Oh, Mona... The ride to the burrow was... Unpleasant, to say the least. 

𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠. . .

"Why are we lifting?" Ramona shrieks as the car starts lifting toward the sky. Elodie sighs, throwing her head into her hands. "Why are we above the ground?" The twins begin to snicker. Ramona's brows furrow. "What's the matter with them? Is this magic?!"

𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠. . .

After arriving at the edge of the Burrow's garden. They exited the car. Well, in Ramona's case, he stumbled out of the car. Elodie sighed before looking at the Weasley home. She's always loved this house. The first time she visited, it was rather odd-looking to her. But you can't deny the welcoming feeling you get when entering.

"So, Ramona, what do you think?" the twins ask at the same time. "It's..." she tilted her head, "Homely. " The front door swung open, and multiple red-haired witches and wizards appeared. "Elodie, welcome back!" Mrs. Weasley suddenly engulfed her in a hug.

"Happy Christmas," She replied. "And you must be Ramona. We've heard lots about you from Elodie's previous visits. " Mrs Weasley smiled. "Happy Christmas," Mona replied softly with a hand extended to the older witch, who shook it warmly. "Come in, come in,'' Mr. Weasley said, motioning at everyone.

After entering, it seemed that all the Weasleys were at the burrow to celebrate Christmas. Ginny, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Fred and George, Bill, Charlie, and Percy. Though seemingly Ron was missing, she silently wondered where he was spending his Christmas.

The burrow looked fantastic. There was tinsel everywhere, over the fireplace and around the table. It was slightly, well, a lot more than slightly, Crazy. That's how it always was at the Weasleys. It was very welcoming with a homey feeling.

Before she could figure out what was going on. She was being pulled outside to what seemingly was a snowball fight. 

Everyone was being pelted with snowballs from all sides, everyone aiming at the closest person. People were running around, just chucking snowballs around randomly, occasionally hitting someone.

"EVERYONE STOP!" Mr. Weasley shouted over the mayhem.

Somehow, his voice was heard over the chaos, and everyone stopped and stood still. Everyone remained silent, and suddenly a snowball struck Mr. Weasley in the head. Elodie was fighting to hold in laughter. All eyes turned to Fred and George.