Chapter 2. The Burrow and the bookshop

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„Ron!" Harry breathed, drawing close to the window and pushing it up so they could talk through the bars. „How did you – What?"

Harry couldn't believe it. Ron leaned out of the back window of an old turquoise car levitating midair. Fred and George, Ron's elder twin brothers, were grinning at Harry from the front seats.

„All right, Harry?" George asked (he thought it was George; he couldn't exactly tell them apart).

„What's been going on?" Ron asked. „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. 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 said, staring at the floating car.

„Oh, this doesn't count," Ron said. Harry raised a brow. „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 I can't magic myself out, because the Ministry will think that's the second spell I've done in three days, so —"

„Stop gibbering," Ron cut him off. „We've come to take you home with us."

„But you can't magic me out either."

„We don't need to, Harry," Ron said, grinning. „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 tightly around a bar. Fred revved up the car.

„Don't worry," Fred said. „And stand back."

Harry moved back into the shadows next to Hedwig. She seemed to have realized how important this was and kept still and silent. The car revved louder and louder, and suddenly, with a crunching noise, the bars were pulled clean out of the window as Fred drove straight up in the air. Harry ran back to the window. The bars were dangling a few feet above the ground. Panting, Ron hoisted them up into the car. Harry listened anxiously, but there was no sound from the Dursleys' bedroom.

When the bars were safely in the back seat with Ron, Fred reversed as close as possible to Harry's window.

„Get in," Ron said.

„But all my Hogwarts stuff –" Harry said quickly.

„Where is it?"

„Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, and I can't get out of this room —"

„No problem," George said from the front passenger seat. „Out of the way, Harry."

Fred and George climbed catlike through the window into Harry's room. You had to hand it to them, thought Harry, as George took an ordinary hairpin from his pocket and started to pick the lock.

„A lot of wizards think it's a waste of time, knowing this sort of Muggle trick," Fred said, „but we feel they're skills worth learning, even if they are a bit slow."

There was a small click, and the door swung open.

„So — we'll get your trunk — you grab anything you need from your room and hand it out to Ron," whispered George.

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