chosen - harry potter

Chapter 2 - The Frog Pond

"We're going to break him out," Fred said, smiling.

"But how?" Cassia asked.

Fred and George shared a mischievous look.

"Well," George started.

"We'll fly," they replied together.

Harry had started to thoroughly concern Ron and Cassia and, knowing they would somehow discover a solution, they brought it up to Fred and George.

Later that night, Cassia snuck out through her bedroom window to the Burrow, and they crept through the house to the garage, where Fred and George flung their arms out as if they were presenting. There was an old turquoise car.

"It's just a car," Cassia said questioningly. "How're we going to fly in a car? Muggles don't do that."

"It's just a car," Fred repeated, climbing into the driver's seat.

"Get in!" George whispered.

They all climbed into the old car before Fred turned it on and revved the engine. He drove forward a few feet, and the car began to lift into the night air.

"This is brilliant!" Cassia exclaimed, sticking her head up to the front seats.

"Of course it is! I've been wanting to use this old thing since Dad brought it home," Fred said.

They flew through the air, the stars around them twinkling brilliantly. They approached a rather boring-looking house, and Fred parked the car next to a barred window.

"Yikes, they've barred his window? That's horrible," Cassia muttered.

Ron leaned forward and rattled the bars around, making a horrible sound. They saw Harry stir in his sleep slightly before opening his eyes and sitting up quickly.

"Ron! Cass!" he breathed, creeping up to his window and pushing it up. "What — how did you — What the —?"

Harry's mouth fell open. Cassia noticed that his voice had gotten slightly lower, similarly to Ron's. He also seemed taller.

"All right there, Potter?" Fred said.

"What's been going on?" Ron said. "Why haven't you been answering our letters? I've asked you to stay about twelve times, and then Dad came home and said you'd got an official warning for using magic in front of Muggles —"

"It wasn't me — and how did he know?"

"He works for the Ministry," Ron said. "You know we're not supposed to do spells outside school —"

"You should talk," Harry interrupted, looking at the flying car.

"Oh, this doesn't count," Ron said. "We're only borrowing this. It's Dad's — we didn't enchant it. But doing magic in front of those Muggles you live with —"

"I told you, I didn't — but it'll take too long to explain now — look, can you tell them at Hogwarts that the Dursleys have locked me up and won't let me come back, and obviously I can't magic myself out, because the Ministry'll think that's the second spell I've done in three days, so —"

"Harry!" Cassia burst. "We're here to take you back home with us."

"But you can't magic me out either —"

"We don't need to," Ron grinned, looking towards the front seat and back at Harry. "You forget who I've got with me."

"Tie that around the bars," Fred said, throwing the end of a rope to Harry.

"If the Dursleys wake up, I'm dead," Harry said as he tied the rope.

"Don't worry," Fred smiled, "and stand back."