[It looked as though it had once been a large stone pigpen, but extra rooms had been added here and there until it was several stories high and so crooked it looked as though it were held up by magic ( which, the twins reminded themselves, probably was ). Four or five chimneys were perched on top of the red roof. A lopsided sign stuck in the ground near the entrance read, THE BURROW. Around the front door lay a jumble of rubber boots and a very rusty cauldron. Several fat brown chickens were pecking their way around the yard. Fred walks to the window, peeking inside in sync with Aurora, whose eyes were curiously darting around all the new magical objects and Fred's arm reaches across her waist and opens the window to unlock the door.]
James eyes narrowed at the ginger boy yet took into account the beautiful look of peace that washed over his daughters face as she watched at the scene with an air of nostalgia and a smile.
Lily looked at Molly Weasley wearily and they both made faces at each other unaware of their happy husbands gesturing to each other across the room.
Fred: Come on. Okay, come on. Shhh! Shhh!
[Fred is checking that the coast is clear then beckoning the others inside.]
Fred: Okay, come on
Ron: [picking up a bread roll from the table] Do you think it'd be all right if we had some of this?
"Can't you take anything seriously." Lucius spat. The question, wasn't a question rather a collection of unpleasant and unforgivable words hitting the wall as bitter bouncing sound-waves hitting each and every ear over and over with his sharpened words.
Hermione's face pinched together in disgust as she viewed the blonde across the hall. "He can," She hissed in pain and anguish echoing through the hall these children had witnessed the most unspeakable pains those in the hall had never heard of, Lucius scowled but let it go.
Someone didn't.
Dumbledore leaned forward from his seated position on the side, surrounded by high ranking ministry officials and he couldn't have cared less. "What do you mean my dear girl by 'he can,'" Hermione's face pinched inwards as Amelia Bones began rapidly scribbling in her notebook.
"You're the one who talks in riddles professor, figure it out."
[George is half smiling.]
George: Yeah, Mum would never know
Ron: It's not much, but it's home
Harry&Aurora: I think it's...brilliant
[Ron looks up. Sees Harry's mesmerised face, and Aurora expression of curiosity and wonder. Ron slowly smiles.]
Lucius's mouth opens for yet another obnoxious comment but it was quickly zipped shut. Metal forming at the ends of his lips from the incredulous spell sent to him from across the room and zipping tightly shut as Aurora Potter sneakily high-fived Abigail.
Mrs. Weasley: Where have you been?!
"Holy shit," Sirius mumbled, flinching slightly unaware of the eyes that watched him.
[The five nearly jump out of their skin. Mrs. Weasley stands in the doorway. Furious. She smiles sweetly at the twins.]
Mrs. Weasley: Harry, how wonderful to see you dear
[Mrs. Weasley turns back to Fred, George and Ron.]
Mrs. Weasley: Beds empty! No note! Car gone! You could've died! You could've been seen!
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FanfictionWhen the second wizarding world war has just finished in 1998 the people of the future travel back to the time of their parents to try and change their horrific futures along with many others. Dear students of 1946 and 1978, We do hope you're enjoyi...