𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐒 ↳ 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗝𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗣𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗫 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

SECOND YEAR: The Flying Ford Anglia

A/N: Its short, i know :(

"C"mon O/N." Y/N tapped her desk with her fingers. "Come on, hurry up."

As if on cue, an owl flew into the room through the window.

"O/N!" said Y/N, and she was pleased to see a letter attached to her leg.

She ripped it open.

Dear Y/N,

Sorry, don"t have much time- keep your window open around midnight.

Ron.

"Yes!" Y/N cheered.

She looked at the clock.

Quarter to twelve.

Sprinting across to the window, she shoved it open wide, wondering what Ron would do. Her question was answered when somebody was suddenly goggling at her. A freckle-faced, red-haired, long-nosed someone.

Ron Weasley was outside Y/N"s window.

"RON!" Y/N whisper-yelled. "Oh my god, thank goodness you"re here!"

Y/N gaped as the full thing came into view.

A Ford Anglia was flying inches from her face, as if it were the most usual thing in the world.

"What on earth-" she began, creeping to the window and pushing it open so they could talk through the window. "Ron, how did you — What the — ?"
"Hey Y/N!" called Fred Weasley.

"Everything okay?" George cheekily asked.

"Brilliant." Y/N grinned. "I have my trunk and O/N"s cage here."

"Well alright, come on!" said Ron.

"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 Y/N, 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. 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 Smiths have forbidden me to do magic 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."

"But you can"t magic me out either —"

"We don"t need to," said Ron, jerking his head toward the front seat and grinning. "You forget who I"ve got with me."

"Get your trunk and everything." George called, "And hurry up..."

Y/N obliged, hauling her trunk, trying not to make a noise. After shoving O/N"s cage into the car, she asked, "Do I have to get in?"

"No, we came to take your luggage." Fred sarcastically said, "Of course you do!"

Y/N hummed, swinging forward in time to get inside the car and shut the door.

"Now we go... where exactly?" she asked.

"To get Harry." Ron simply answered.

"What about Harry?"

"Haven"t you heard?" said Ron, "He hasn"t written for ages, I think those muggles have done something to him, just like they did to you."

"Hurry up!" Fred called, turning the car so that the trunk was open. Y/N dragged her trunk along with everything else and shoved it into the back-trunk of her car. Lastly, she added O/N"s cage, but Ron suggested they let her fly beside them.
As soon as the H/C girl climbed into the car, the engine gave a deafening roar – one that would have, no doubt, woken up Mrs Smith.

Hearing a distinct shout of, "YOU GIRL!!!!", Y/N sped away from the prison that she had been forced to call home for nearly 12 years.