RECKLESS FUN | Blaise Zabini | Au

27- IRISH PARTY

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MR WEASLEY PLEADED TO FRED AND GEORGE AS they all made their way slowly down the purple-carpeted stairs, "Don't tell your mother you've been gambling."

"Don't worry, Dad," Fred reassured gleefully, "we've got big plans for this money. We don't want it confiscated."

Mr Weasley looked as though he was going to ask what these big plans were  for a moment. However seemed to decide he didn't want to know.

Zoe knew getting this money was a great deal for Fred and George because it meant the three and Lee could start inventing even more stuff for the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Zoe would've been more than happy to invest her own money in the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. However, Fred and George were too proud for that and she respected them.

They were soon caught up in the crowds flooding out of the stadium back to their campsites. Loud singing was born towards them in the night air as they retraced their steps along the lantern-lit path.

Sirius and Remus asked Mr Weasley if it was alright for them to go greet their old school friends because they didn't want to leave him alone with seven children without asking as they finally had reached the tents.

"Of course." Mr Weasley said, smiling.

"Are you sure?" Remus asked, gesturing to the children. "I know that this many can be quite a handful."

"Yes, yes." Mr Weasley chuckled.

"Well, we'll be saying good night then." Remus flashed a smile to the rest of them.

"Good night." Sirius grinned. He bent his neck and whispered to Zoe, "Nothing illegal or life threatening."

They all went inside the tent and since nobody felt like sleeping at all given the level of the noise around them, Mr Weasley agreed they could all have one last cup of cocoa together before turning in.

"We're missing the partying." Fred sighed, indicating to all the noise outside.

"Every man for themselves?" George suggested.

"Yeah." Fred said in agreement, while Zoe nodded.

"Hopefully, I'll see you on the other side." Zoe said mischievously. "Because I already have a plan."

Zoe walked over to Mr Weasley and tried to look as tired as possible. The man was very kind and sympathetic so it was easy to pull his heart strings.

"Mr Weasley, I was thinking if I could go relax on my bed already? My stomach is aching." she mimicked an innocent tone and was actually shocked herself by how good her acting was.

"Yes, of course." Mr Weasley said, appearing to feel sorry for her. "Inform your father if you're still feeling unwell in the morning."

Zoe wished everyone good night before walking to the girls' tent.

In their tent, Zoe quickly stuffed all her clothes under the blanket on her bed in order to make it seem as if someone was sleeping there. Her plan had worked. Zoe was now successfully free and she couldn't stop a broad grin from rising to her face. She was currently at the campsite where there were tons of people having parties. She thought the night had a chance of being legendary.

Zoe started walking towards the source where the most noise was coming since she had a theory it was where the best party would most likely to be.

She was soon to be proven right: there was a tent, covered in green shamrocks. Through the flap of the tent there was coming green and gold lantern light which was most likely provided by the leprechauns. Most importantly, it was one of the loudest tents of them all, however what attracted Zoe's attention was the fact there was a muscular wizard standing in front of the entrance. A guard.