22- HARRY'S BIRTHDAY

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"PERCY GOT AN IN-TRAY."
George said, his eyes gleaming with mischievous joy. "And he's trying to brag us about it."

It was the first thing Zoe heard as he and Fred stepped inside her room without knocking. They weren't surprising her since she had heard her father let them in. The three spent almost everyday either at the Rebel Villa or the Burrow without announcing each other's arrival.

"Wanna help us to send him some mail?" Fred grinned.

"Gladly." Zoe said.

"We thought it could be... something smelly."

"Not a Dungbomb, though - he'll guess too easily from it who sent it."

"Alright, should we head to Diagon Alley to do some shopping then?" Zoe suggested, stretching her shoulders.

Fred and George nodded. They waited patiently as Zoe packed her rucksack on her bed with anything they might need: her wand, Dungbombs, galleons.

The three made their way downstairs the grand staircase. Remus and Sirius had seated themselves onto the sofa and they appeared to both be reading something which was related to their new jobs. Sirius was taking his Auror training seriously. Remus obviously had a great responsibility with his job and he had spent days writing a proposition which would forbid the selling of house-elves from wizard to wizard.

"I'm going to Diagon Alley with Fred and George. I'll be back before the dark."

"What do you need?" Sirius asked curiously after taking the quill which had been between his teeth out.

"I need to buy Harry a birthday present. Is that okay?"

"Yes." Sirius said. He grinned as he looked at all of them. "Don't do anything I would do. And don't do anything I wouldn't do. There's a little grey area there. That's where you operate."

"That's unfair!" Zoe exclaimed.

"Yeah, you're setting up for failure. Zoe does everything just like you." Fred said throwing his hands up in the air.

"Okay as long as you don't do anything illegal, get injured or make it into the Daily Prophet we'll be fine." Sirius said with an amused smirk, but they still knew he meant it.

"Yes, realistic goals. That we can manage." George said gratefully.

Sirius and Remus laughed.

Fred, George and Zoe walked to the fireplace. Zoe stepped into the ashes, threw the Fleepowder, yelled their destination before the odd swirling feeling took over her.

"You know, it's so unfair that Zoe is allowed to leave just like that." George said as he was the last one of them to step out of the Leaky Cauldron's fireplace. "Mum doesn't even know we're here because we know she probably wouldn't let us."

"I don't get that. We're more responsible than you." Fred said, shaking his head and looking at Zoe.

"You're like one unicorn's tail hair more responsible than me." she scoffed amusedly.

The three made their way through the Leaky Cauldron to Diagon Alley. The cobblestoned shopping are wasn't as busy as it was when they had been there looking for school supplies the previous years.

"So, what's on the shopping list today?" George asked, brushing his hand through his hair.

"Something for Percy, Harry and... should we get the order forms now, too?"

"Yeah."

"Let's get on with it then."

After getting the order forms and Harry's birthday present which they retrieved from their personal favourite shop, Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke, they made their way down the cobblestoned street for an ice cream at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour.

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