24th June
Triwizard Tournament, Final
'Fred!' I call out, as I see him, he's talking to somebody, his back facing me. I move to the right to see who it might be, but still can't see their face, all I know, is that they're short, and.. ginger?
Hang on, that's a girl, isn't it? He's talking to another girl!
Yes Angie, because that's the only logical explanation, not that it's his little sister or a family member?
'Fredd' I say with a groan, walking slowly now.
Fred finally turns around, and sighs, walking right up to me, giving me a look that says..
It most definitely says...
Don't use THAT tone.
I roll my eyes, taking a step closer to him, and looking up at him, raising an eyebrow.
'Fred what on earth are you doing?' I hear a higher pitched, yet soft voice come from behind us.
Definitely female.
I look past him, as the person grabs his arm to see who it is standing in front of him, so now we're face to face.
Is that his mum?
She shrieks, giving me a hug, and squeezing my hands as she pulls away.
'Angie! How are you?' She bombards me with questions 'You look niiccee, a little skinny, but that's what's wanted now, apparently. You're coming over for the summer now, are you? You'll be eating LOADS'
Fred groans dramatically 'Mums trying to make you hungry, ignore it'
'AM not, Fred, I assure you, I just want your girlfriend to experience the experience of the Burrow truly'
'She didn't even say if she was coming!'
I look at the both of them, slightly nervous, and weighing out my options (/chances, I don't think I'll be allowed to go, muggle social care rules), before nodding and shrugging, saying that I should be able to go.
***
The end of the tournament was not one that ANYONE expected. And it sure as hell wasn't one that anyone wanted.
I'll miss Cedric like crazy, more than I thought I would, because we weren't that close, but I'll miss seeing his face in the corridors, on prefect duties, and stopping me from entering the Gryffindor dorms.
It's a shame.. especially knowing how it could've been me, or any of my friends, or Fred..
**
'Ang, what did you put on this suitcase?? It feels like a dead body' Ginny heaves as she helped take my case upstairs, and I apologise for how heavy it is, to which she replies saying that she doesn't actually care, because SHE'S on the Quidditch team.
'Oh yeah, you are! But the Gryffindor team is kinda weak, if you get what I mean, so..'
'So your Slytherin team must just.. all.. be limp, or something?' Fred questions teasingly, walking behind me, helping with the case.
I roll my eyes, but thank him for helping, as we finally get it upstairs, and into Ginny's room.
'Ginny, it IS the summer holidays, and I'm moving dorm rooms next year, so I had to take everything' I sigh dramatically, 7th year stuff..
After a bit of talking upstairs with Ginny and Hermione, we go downstairs, and sit with the rest of the Weasleys. This is how I expected the MOST of summer to be spent, ALL of it, actually, until I learn about the Order.
