destruction ➙ h. potter

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A/N:

A new chapter?

Impossible!!

Thanks to everyone for being so patient.

Life is hard and busy and all of you are so understanding of that, it's lovely.

ALSO

THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH FOR 6K!!!

I'm at a loss for words, you guys rock.

NOW...

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO...

ON WITH THE SHOW!

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The Hogwarts Express jolted to a sudden halt.

The four gathered their school supplies and pushed through the excited students to find Mrs. Weasley waving to them frantically.

It was as if she was relieved to see them all, her face lit up and her smile stretching from cheek to cheek.

"Children," she sighed, "Let's go home."

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The Burrow was just as Isabel remembered it.

You could feel the magic and comfort in the air.

"Ginny, help Hermione and Isabel with their things and bring them to your room,"

"Yes mum,"

"Harry, you're with Ron of course, you know where,"

"Of course,"

"Fred! Do not throw dung bombs in my house or so help me!"

"Sorry mum,"

"George help me with dinner please!"

"Yes mum,"

Isabel followed Ginny to her room and lightly chuckled.

Their family was so funny.

Isabel followed into Ginny's small room. It was a light yellow with multi-colored painted flowers along the base board near the floor. Her mom refused to repaint it. Ginny only pretended to be mad. Isabel knew she secretly loved her room.

Isabel swung her truck onto the couch she was going to be sleeping on and started to unpack.

She was nearly unpacked when her heart skipped a beat.

She reached down to pull out the framed picture that Oliver drew for her.

How could she forget?

How did she forget?

Was she that selfish?

So caught up in boys and drama that she forgot her own brother?

She silently set it on the coffee table next to the couch.

Somehow she had no tears left to cry.

Taking a deep breathe she left the room to help Mrs. Weasley with dinner.