For The Love of Pranks! I Love You!

The Last of Innocence

The next morning Harry is whisked away to his hearing, and the tension in the house is high. Dad paces the living room, upset that he wasn't able to accompany Harry, only with the offer of tea do I finally get him to sit down. 

The twins and I, along with Ginny, play Exploding Snap in attempts to get our minds off of the hearing.

"Do you think they'll expel him?" Ginny asks quietly in curiousity.

"Expel Harry Potter? I don't think so Gin."

"Yeah, they'd have riots on their hands." Fred and George say with small smiles.

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"Well...it seems..." Harry drags out his answer, facing the floor. "They aren't getting rid of me so easily!"

He says growing more excited at the end–his grin growing in size. Suddenly everyone is cheering in excitement, relieved that this went in our favour.

"He got off, he got off!" The twins and Ginny sing while dancing around the room, making me laugh.

Mr. Weasley tells them to settle down before telling Dad something serious-by the looks on their faces, it can't be good.

"He got off!" They keep singing and this time Fred grabs my hands and swings me into the silly dance.

This goes on for a bit longer, myself and the others laughing, and enjoying this feeling of happiness. I quickly become dizzy with how many times Fred spins me.

"Shut up!" Mrs. Weasley finally yells, getting fed up with the silly chant.

Over the next couple of days I notice Dad becoming withdrawn and spending more time with Buckbeak in my grandmothers old room. One night I head upstairs to find Dad just sitting with the Hippogriff. I simply sit down next to him, placing my head on his shoulder.

"Everything alright dear?"

"I was going to ask you the same question." He simply sighs, placing an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close.

"I'm just worried about you and Harry, that's all." He says with a small smile and before I can ask, he cuts me off with a growing smile.

"So you and Fred seem to be doing well."

"Yes, doing very well..." I feel my face heat up, if he only knew how well.

"You know, I see a lot of your Mum and I in your relationship. I can see he's going to take very good care of you."

"Yeah. I really love him Dad. Who would've thought I'd fall in love with my best friend?"

"It must be a Black thing. It makes it easier that's for sure." He says with a slight chuckle.

"This is a big year, what are you planning for after school?"

"The twins and I are–well have been, developing products for a joke shop. We've finally finished the prototypes and can start selling or giving them out for students to try. Get the name out there, ya know. And after we graduate, we're going to open the shop." A smile grows on my face as I get more excited about what's in store.

"Seems like you lot have it figured out. Where is the shop going to be?"

"We want to start in Diagon Alley, then eventually move to Hogsmeade."

"I can't wait to see it." He says with a smile. "How about we head downstairs, Molly's probably got supper ready."

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