The Dragon's Treasure

Yule

Lord Arthur Weasley watched the owl swoop out of his office, and head back towards Hogwarts.

He had just gotten word from his daughter Ginny that she wished to spend her winter holidays at Malfoy Manor with her good friend Lady Potter.

Apparently they had grown quite close, and Lady Potter considered her a sister.

He had of course given his consent, though it saddened his heart that he would barely see his youngest child over the break.

Fred passed Ginny a package across the train compartment. They had pulled her in here as she walked down the train corridor. They wanted to make sure they got to give her their present in person.

"What is it?" Ginny questioned as she took the parcel from Fred.

They had a nasty habit of making prank products, and she did not want to be on the receiving end of one. George gave her a reassuring smile.

"It's not a prank, I promise."

Ginny opened the wrapping to find a journal that looked like it was handmade. It had a leather cover, and a leather tie that wrapped around it's center.

"A journal?"

"A journal she says," Fred teased, "that is no ordinary journal, baby sister. That is an enchanted journal. If you write in it, and then tap it three times with your wand, it will show up in the matching journals. We sent a copy to Charlie and Bill as well. If Ron and Perce ever stop being tossers we can make them a copy too."

Ginny didn't know what to say. It was the most perfect gift. She would be able to keep touch with her brothers even when they were separated, and no one would be able to interfere. A thought stopped her in her tracks.

"What happens if someone else tries to read them?"

"This is the particularly brilliant part," George told her, "if someone other than us tries to open the journals, it just insults them. It's keyed into our magical signatures. We got the idea from...well nevermind where we got the idea from, but it works."

"Thank you," Ginny told them with a grateful smile.

The twins shrugged, though they were gloating internally. They were ecstatic that they had finally been able to replicate some of the magic that had been used to make the Marauder's Map. It had taken hours of experimentation.

"Do you think she's going to make a terrible scene?" Ginny asked.

"Maybe Gin, but she can't make you do anything. Dad gave you his permission, and he is the head of the house. Just go and have fun with your friends."

Ginny gave them both grateful hugs. They were the best brothers a girl could ask for.

The train was slowing down as it approached the station.

Sally rearranged herself around Holly's arm once again. She could sense the tension in the air, even if she didn't understand exactly what was going on.

"Mother and Father will be waiting for us. Just stay close to us, and it will be fine," Holly

instructed.

Ginny nodded from where she sat beside Theo and Blaise. Theo had a steely glint in his eye. Blaise and he had taken a liking to Ginny. She was headstrong, and very funny.

He knew his own father, Lady Zabini, Lord Black, and the Malfoys would be present on the

platform waiting for them. Lady Weasley had something else coming if she thought she could force their friend into something.