Thank you to everyone who pointed out taht I had missed out quite a few things in this chapter. I've edited it now - I hope I got everything!
Chapter 31 – Easter
Easter came around, but my mood didn’t lift. Not even the chocolates – and there were a lot of them! – could lift my spirits.
I absently picked at the packaging of a chocolate frog before tearing it open. A mischievous chocolate frog jumped out and landed on the wooden floor. I picked it up before sighing and letting it back go again. I remembered how much Harry loved chocolate frogs and was completely fascinated by the cards. I cursed myself for thinking of Harry as always. I really needed something to take my mind off him.
“Hey, Gin, over here!” Fred called. I walked over to them silently and sat next to them, facing the fireplace. A warm fire was lit, dancing around its stone confines and crackling. The mornings here were always chilly, but I knew that it would warm up later on in the day.
“What is it?” I asked grumpily. I had been feeling very down lately. It was probably the prospect of not seeing Neville and my other friends at Hogwarts for a long time and the feeling of being trapped inside the Burrow.
George tutted at my impatience but went on to explain. “We’ve been working on a new product.”
“We call them…” Fred started.
“Umbridginators,” they both chorused, smiling cheekily.
“Any guess as to what they’re for?” George asked. Of course, I knew immediately and it put a smile on my face – the first real smile of the day.
“Hm, are they to get rid of any terrible teachers?” I assumed, raising my eyebrows. The twins’ nodded eagerly and I shook my head jokingly. “Now, now, boys, you should not be focussing on such foolishness,” I said in an uncanny impersonation of Mum.
“What’s going on in here,” Mum asked, poking her head into the room and sounding suspicious.
“Nothing, Mum,” we all said together with innocent looks. She rolled her eyes, smiling and left the room.
“So, am I right?” I asked, getting back on topic with my brothers.
Fred and George grinned. “You sure are!”
“Can I have some to send to Neville at Hogwarts?” I begged. “Please?”
Fred and George exchanged a look and I frowned. “You’re seriously not going to give me any?”
“We don’t want you or your friends to get in trouble,” Fred said slowly.
“We’re proud of all the things you’ve done at Hogwarts, don’t get us wrong…” George said.
“But you’ve been in trouble way too many times. We don’t want those Death Eaters tracking you down just to get you back for some childish prank you pulled.”
I crossed my arms. “After all that you two have done, you’re telling me not to get myself in trouble? A bit hypocritical of you both, don’t you think?”
“Sorry Gin,” they said together and I scoffed, but Mum coming in and announcing breakfast saved them both from my anger. The three of us scrambled to our feet and ran into the kitchen, sitting down at the rickety wooden table and silently anticipating the delicious feast we knew Mum had made.
Mum flicked her wand and levitated numerous plates full of food onto the table, and we began to shovel it on to our own plates.
There were scrambled eggs, bacon, sausages, blueberry muffins, and – my personal favourite – pancakes.
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Ginny's Story
FanfictionWhile Harry, Ron and Hermione out searching for horcruxes, Ginny is faced with a whole set of horrible ordeals as well. She has to deal with torturous Death Eater teachers, living in fear that everyone she loves could be killed so easily, and keepin...
