The Golden Trip

Chapter 12

August 6, 1998

"Kingsley. What am I going to tell Mum?" I asked frantic. I started to pace his office. "Two of my brothers are in the past. How do I get them back?" I asked, looking out his window to see the Atrium of the ministry.

"I have a feeling Hermione knows what she's doing," He replied, watching me. "She might have a plan. But, you'll have to wait about a month."

"What do you know?" I snapped, turning to look at the Minister. He raised his hands in surrender.

"Nothing. Just that it will be a challenge to get your Mum to calm down."

"Bloody hell." I whispered.

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"Charles Weasley! William Arthur Weasley! Percival Ignatius Weasley! Get in here!" Mum screeched. Ouch. Two pops of apparition and Percy walked downstairs.

"Yes, Mum?" Charlie asked, taking an apple and crunching.

"Sit." She ordered. They did.

"Talk now, Ginevra." Bill and Charlie snickered. My full first name was rarely used. I glared at them.

"Hermione, Harry, Ron, and George are in 1977."

"WHAT!!" Charlie shouted, slamming his hands on the table.

"CHARLES! Be quiet! They won't be back until around Halloween, so we need to make an excuse for why there missing," Mum said, sitting down.

"We could just say they went to the States to get away." Percy says. We nod.

"Okay," Bill said. "I better get back to Fleur." He stood up, and hugged Mum and me. "See you guys soon." With a crack he was gone.

"C'mon Gin, let's go play Quidditch." Charlie said, and we went outside, leaving Mum and Percy talking. We went to the shed and took out brooms. He grabbed a quaffle and set up two hoops on either side of the yard.

"You good?" He asked, tossing it into the air. He got on his broom and took off, me following. I nodded, and we started to toss the ball back and forth. It was easy for awhile.

"How're the dragons doing?" I asked. He smiled.

"They're great. We got some babies last week. I'm bringing them in two weeks." He smirked. I laughed. Mum would love that. For a moment, I forgot. It was nice.

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October 31, 1977

I have to trick the trickster. I have to trick George into coming to the Astronomy Tower with me. Oh boy. And Harry and Ron never found out about the three of them. Surprisingly. I grabbed the paper, and put on robes with pockets. One pocket has the cloak, the map, and the note from Headmaster Dumbledore. The other pocket has the necklace. It's 11:00 at night. I run out of the dorm, saying goodbye to Lily and James forever. I run through the halls, with no one in sight. Bounding up the steps, I pull open the door to the Room. There they are. Sitting on beds, talking. "George." I say, angling my head towards him. I told him yesterday. He hasn't told Sirius or Fred. He sighs and nods, getting up.

"We'll be gone for about an hour or two. Stay here." He says, his eyes lingering on Fred. Sirius and Fred nod, going back to playing cards. George follows me out. We walk in silence for the way to the tower. We get there at around 11:30. The stars are really bright tonight. The moon's out as well. Crescent. I sigh, and pull my robes tighter around me. I take out the necklace.

"We hold this up to the sky at 12:00. Don't move at all." I say, reminding him. I sit down, cross-legged.

"Right," George says, sitting next to me. We stare at the stars as I rub my arm. "Why do you have so many glamours on?" George says after a minute. We have ten minutes left.

"If you saw what I actually look like, you would know why." I say. Nine minutes. He shrugs.

"Can you show me?" He asks. I pause. I thought I heard something. Eight minutes. I shake my head.

"Not enough time," I say. "We have...seven minutes left." He sighs and nods.

"Okay. Just, show me when we get back."

"Deal." I say, picking up the necklace. Six minutes. We walk to the edge of the tower.

"Don't fall." George jokes. I snort. We each hold the necklace on each side, and stretch our arms as far as they go. Of course, George can reach a little further than me. Four minutes. I hear a scuffle.

"What's that noise?" I ask, looking at George.

"Don't know, but don't move." He says, glancing back at the sky. I nod.

"Yes, of course." Two minutes. It's 11:58. The wind starts to pick up. I shiver.

"Cold?"

"Yes."

"Would give you my cloak, but..."

"I know George." I say tiredly. But I smile. One minute. It gets windier. I lock my legs. I look and George as he looks at me. Directly at each other. We're thinking the exact same thing. Here we go again.

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But here's another chapter!! We're slowly but surely getting to the end of The Golden Trip: Book 1. We still have more chapters though, so don't worry.

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