The Last Battle

Chapter 13

"I wonder where Harry, Hermione and Ron are right now..." I sigh, leaning into George's side while gazing up at the night sky.

"Who knows. I hope they finish what they're doing soon though." George whispers, playing with my hair.

"Shooting star!" I exclaim, pointing to the bright light travelling across the dark sky.

"Make a wish." George replies, closing his eyes and scrunching up his nose, I laugh at his expression, only imagining what he could possibly be wishing for.

I close my eyes and think hard. What do I want? George? To spend the rest of my life with him? The war to be over? Everyone to be safe?

"How many can I make?" I asks George , opening one eyes to peak at him. He is smiling, lovingly, at me.

"As many as you want."

I can't help but grin and I close my eyes once more and wish for George, for the war to end and my family to live.

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"Whoa, so first of all, you and the twins sneak into Hogwarts, destroy Slytherin's food, while planting dung bombs, then set of fireworks? That's bloody brilliant!" Ginny exclaims as we walk down the stairs to breakfast.

I laugh and rub my tired eyes, "I guess so."

"The Carrows and Snape were furious, luckily they didn't find out it was you guys."

"We had to be pretty careful."

"Morning dears," Mrs Weasley greets, beating some eggs in a bowl.

"Morning Mum."

"Morning." Ginny and I respond, trudging into the kitchen.

"I'm making scrambled eggs for breakfast."

"Thanks Mum," Ginny yawns.

Mrs Weasley stops beating the eggs, pours them onto two plates and pulls out her wand. She gives it a wave and they begin to heat up by themselves. She then flicks her wand once more and the plates fly towards us and land on the table in front of us.

"Thanks Mrs Weasley." I call, taking a bite of the eggs.

The sound of a frantic knock comes from the door. Ginny and I look at each other worriedly. Mrs Weasley raises her wand and walks, cautiously, to the door.

"Who's there?"

"It's me, Remus."

Mrs Weasley opens the door, her wand still raised, but sighs in relief as Remus stands, dishevelled, in the door frame.

"Thank goodness you're here Molly, is Arthur?"

Mrs Weasley nods, "He's in his shed. Arthur!"

I see Mr Weasley appear from the shed door and walk quickly to the house.

"What's wrong?" Mr Weasley asks, entering the house.

Remus glances at Ginny and I, "Morning girls, well you two may as we'll hear it..."

Mrs Weasley shoots him a disapproving glance, but allows it anyway.

"It's Adeline. She escaped from the mirror."

Ginny and I spring into action and questions.

"What?"

"How?"

"That's impossible!"

"Where did she go?"

"One question at a time. Please." Remus rubs his temples, "She escaped. We don't know how but it isn't impossible. And she has most likely retreated to You-Know-Who. His name is tabooed now, by the way."