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Easter Break (Part One) // Edited

A/N: Ok, so I know that in the books Harry, Ron and Hermione stayed at Hogwarts during the Easter, preparing Harry for his Final Task, but it never said what Fred and George were doing and I wanted to introduce Lana to Arthur and Molly, in preparation for the sequel (that's right - a sequel!) so that's why there's a chapter about Easter. (Wow long sentence...)

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Spring arrived in the blink of an eye; dreaded mentions of exams popped up in every lesson that I had and I groaned at how much my workload had increased.

"I'm not even going to touch that," Angelina said, picking her half-finished Divination essay up by the corner and flinging it on top of her trunk, "until the last day of the ever so close blissful break." She sprawled onto her bed and turned on her side so she was facing me. I was pretty much in the same position as she was, except for the cover of Flying with the Cannons between us.

"Lana, are you listening?" Angelina interrupted as I tried to re-read the same sentence for the fifth time.

"What?" I groaned, placing my book down. "What is so important that you're interrupting my reading time?"

Angelina threw a pillow at me and I caught it with one hand, hugging it like a body pillow while I waited for her to tell me what she was so worked up about.

"I said - Fred invited me to the Burrow for Easter."

I sat up.

"Oh?"

"Oh? Oh? Is that all you have to say?" Angelina cried.

"I mean, sounds fun?" I said. Angelina rolled her eyes. "What?"

"Are you going to come?" she asked.

I shrugged. "I didn't get an invitation; I can't very well just turn up at his house for no reason."

"Er, are you forgetting about George? You know, your boyfriend?"

"Of course not," I replied, raising an eyebrow at her sarcasm. "But that doesn't mean I can just turn up without being asked to."

"Well, would you? If he asked?"

I paused, thinking about what would happen if he did ask and I did go to the Burrow; I'd have to meet his parents, which was a slightly scary thought, but they seemed nice from the small moments that Angelina and I had talked to them on Platform 9 and 3/4. Moreover...I'd be able to spend time with George at his home, where he could show me the place he grew up and what daily life was like for him.

"Perhaps," I finally replied. "But," I continued when Angelina squealed, "only if he asks because he wants to and not because of a nosy Gryffindor telling his twin to do so." Angelina groaned but I adamantly stuck to what I had said; if George wanted me to go, then he would ask.

The week eventually finished and the first day of Easter break began. I threw the top layer of my robe down on my bed and jumped onto it, stretching before I sighed into my pillow. I almost lulled off to sleep when I flew upwards and into the arms of an excited Angelina.

"It's Easter break!" she cried. I winced at her volume and groaned.

"I want to sleep," I complained, shoving her off the bed and burying my head in the pillows. "Go away and come back in a few hours!"

"George is looking for you," she said and I peeked out from the side. "He looks pretty excited." I rolled my eyes and I dragged myself out of the bed and down the stairs to find the red-head waiting at the bottom.

"Why does it look like you've been dragged through a bush, minus the leaves?" he asked, looking at my messed up hair with a squint.

"I was planning on sleeping," I said, "before Angelina destroyed my plans and told me you were looking for me."