The Burrow

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'Ron!' breathed Harry, creeping to the window and pushing it up so they could talk through the bars. 'Ron, how did you – what the –?'

Harry's mouth fell open as the full impact of what he was see- ing hit him. Ron was leaning out of the back window of an old turquoise car, which was parked in mid-air. Grinning at Harry from the front seats were Fred and George, Ron's elder twin brothers.

'All right, Harry?'

'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 sup- posed to do spells outside school –'

'Bit rich coming from you,' said Harry, 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 explain to them at Hogwarts that the Dursleys have locked me up 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 towards the front seats and grinning. 'You forget who I've got with me.'

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