Chapter 3
Chapter Three: The Burrow
"Ron!" breathed Harry, creeping to the window and pushing it up so they could talk through the bars. "Ron, how did you - What the - ?"
Harry's mouth fell open as the full impact of what he was seeing hit him. Ron was leaning out of the back window of an old turquoise car, which was parked in midair. Grinning at Harry from the front seats were Fred and George, Ron's elder twin brothers.
The aurors turned to look at Ron, Fred and George, while Mrs. Weasley looked at her husband.
"See," Steve said, looking at Toni. "The magicals have flying cars."
"Yeah Toni," Bucky said, "Where's our flying cars, Toni?"
Toni however, wasn't listening. She seemed to be frozen in place. Quickly though, she snapped out of it. Lunging for her notebook, she began to scribble notes down, almost as fast as she was thinking of them. Ignoring everyone around her.
"All right, Harry?" asked George.
"What's been going on?" said Ron. "Why haven't you been answering my 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," said Ron. "You know we're not supposed to do spells outside school -"
"You should talk," said Harry, staring at the floating car.
"Oh, this doesn't count," said Ron. "We're only borrowing this. It's Dad's, we didn't enchant it.
Heads all around, whipped around towards Mr. Weasley.
"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 -"
"Stop gibbering," said Ron. "We've come to take you home with us."
Harry and Ron grinned at each other from across the table.
"Fred and George?" Harry asked, a grin beginning to appear on his face.
"Fred and George." Ron nodded, grinning like an evil genius.
"Yes," Fred said, whilst examining his fingernails, "I suppose bringing us to bust Harry out of the Dursleys' house, was a genius idea."
"I agree." George nodded.
"Tie that around the bars," said Fred, throwing the end of a rope to Harry.
"If the Dursleys wake up, I'm dead,"
Growls echoed around the hall.
"If they touch you, they're dead." Remus growled.
said Harry as he tied the rope tightly around a bar and Fred revved up the car. The smile never disappears from his face.
"Don't worry," said Fred, "and stand back."
...
"Get in," Ron said.
"But all my Hogwarts stuff - my wand - my broomstick -"
"Where is it?"
"Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, and I can't get out of this room -"
