For The Love of Pranks! I Love You!

Mayhem and Going Home

Cheering and celebrating the entire walk back to our tent, the twins' pockets full and jingling with their winnings, the smiles not leaving anyone's face.

We sit down around the table in our tent, recapping the historical game, when Ron starts talking above everyone else.

"There's no one like Krum. He's like a bird the way he rides in the wind. He's more than an athlete, he's an artist." He sighs dreamily causing all of us to chuckle.

"I think you're in love Ron." Ginny and I say at the same time, highfiving each other.

"Viktor I love you! Viktor I do!" The twins sing swooning against each other.

"When we're apart my heart only beats for youuu!" Harry and I join the twins and we all collapse into laughter as Ron's ears turn a deeper red than his hair.

Suddenly outside our tent there are sounds of what seems to be more celebration.

"Sounds like the Irish have got their pride on." Fred comments with a smile, pulling me into his lap.

"Stop it." Mr. Weasley rushes in absolutely serious. "That isn't the Irish. We've got to get out here. Now." We all rush to get up and out of the tent, heeding Mr. Weasley's warning.

"Get back to the portkey everybody, and stick together!" He says doing a quick head count. "Fred, George...Ginny is your responsibility."

They both nod, Fred grabs my hand and George grabs Ginny's and soon we're running. Running so fast I'm surprised none of us trip on tree roots or rocks, we stop for air once we get out of the throng of people, pausing behind a giant oak tree.

"Do you think they were Death Eaters?" I ask Fred, before we start heading back to the boot.

"I dunno Love..." He says placing his forehead against mine. "Maybe? Let's just get home."

I nod in agreement and the four of us start running again toward the portkey again. Once we are met there by the others Harry looks a bit shaken up.

"You alright Harry?" I ask coming over and embrace him in a hug.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm okay, but there—there was a dark mark in the sky... I don't know what that's supposed to mean Evelyn..." Poor kid looks scared, I pull him aside just briefly.

"I dunno Harry. But it'll be alright. We'll get in touch with Dad and see what his thoughts are." I say with a slight smile.

"Thanks Evelyn. I'm real glad to have you."

"I'll always be here for you Harry." I smile at him. "That's what family is for." And with that he captures me in a tight hug, breaking apart to smile at me, and we make our way back to the group.

Another tug behind my belly button, almost falling on my face, we land back on a hill in a familiar green pasture. With just a little way to walk the Burrow is finally in sight, and we all couldn't be happier.

"Oh thank goodness, thank goodness!" Mrs. Weasley runs out of the house in a frenzy, hugging her husband tightly.

"Arthur! I was so worried!" She pulls back to look at him with tears in her eyes.

"We're alright Molly, dear." He consuls his wife, as she moves to squeeze her three oldest boys as well.

"You're alright, you're alive. Oh boys..." She looks up from her hug to make eye contact with the twins and more tears fill her eyes. She walks over and captures both of them in her famous bone crushing hug.