GOING OUT
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"So do you think it would be possible? It's just for us teens to get away from all the chaos that's going on around us." Cass asked while giving her uncle the best puppy eyes she could possibly do.
He rolled his eyes and sighed after clicking his tongue, "Alright, you can go tonight with Bill. I want you all on your best behavior and always be ready to fight." He warned.
"Yes pads, we will be." She nodded.
"And take your wand, I don't want to hear Bill tell me that you were naughty, okay?" He raised his eyebrows at her.
Cass put her hand over her heart on her chest and nodded, "I swear that we will take our wands and that we will be on our guard the whole time."
"Good." He nodded and gave her a small smile before hugging her tightly.
A few hours passed, she had met Bill and they had taken almost every precaution possible to protect themselves.
And then they had apparated to some muggle club in the middle of London, just her, Fred, George and Bill.
And even though she was protected like a very important family heirloom, she felt free.
After convincing the bouncer of their ID's, they went inside. The music was loud and people were dancing around.
"This is bloody amazing!" George yelled, trying his best to be louder than the music.
"I bloody love this club already!" Fred yelled back.
Bill, opposite to the other three, was very calm when he drove his fingers through his hair, "No drinking for you guys tonight."
"What?" Cass dragged the word in its length and smirked, "We never drink." She stated.
"Right, and I have black hair." He scoffed.
"To be fair, in this light, you kinda do." Fred grinned while nudging Cass' side, who chuckled slightly.
A small smirk tugged on the corners of Bill's lips as he rolled his eyes, "Go dance your brains out before I decide to take you all back home again."
George immediately took Cass' hand and ushered Fred to follow them as he made his way onto the dance floor. George had become quite comfortable around her, which made the girl happy.
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