Harry Potter's Ghoul Inheritance

The Letter

Harry's POV.

 I was in my room reading when I heard a familiar thud on my window. It was the Weasley owl.

I laugh and get prepared to leave to head to my aunt's house. Even though she doesn't use it anymore. 

"Sirius, I am going to be at the Weasleys until school starts. They invited me over, and it would be suspicious not to go," I tell him.

"Alright, be safe, Harry, and remember to eat," Sirius replies, making it clear that he doesn't like what is going on.

"Don't worry. Fred and George know about me. They are trustworthy, as are Bill and Charlie," I tell them.

Remus and Sirius nod in acceptance. With that, I take my trunk, full of stuff they wouldn't like, and apparate to my former living place. I go to the living room and wait. I start reading a Parselmagic book, disguised to look like a Quidditch book. 

The fireplace activates. I was not aware that my fireplace was connected to the floo network.

Out step Fred, George, and Arthur. 

"Harrykins!!" The twins shout.

"Hello, Harry. Where are your relatives?" Arthur asks, confused.

"They went to the zoo. They didn't want something freakish to happen this time, so they left me at home," I lie easily.

"Oh, well, come on then, before they return," Arthur says, pretending to care.

We arrive at the Burrow and I am immediately wrapped in a hug from Ginny. 

"Hi, Harry. How are you?" she asks, in a flirtatious way.

"I am fine, Ginny. Please, let me go. I am a bit sore, so that is uncomfortable," I tell her, letting her and the other traitors think that I was sore because my 'relatives' beat me.

"Oh, I am sorry Harry. You will be sharing a room with Ron if that's alright with you both?" Molly says, turning to Ron and I.

"If it's alright with you, mom, we wouldn't mind having Harry in our room. If Harry wants to, of course," Fred suggests.

"If Harry wants to, he can," Molly says, asking the question with her eyes.

"I wouldn't mind staying with Fred and George," I tell her.

"Alright dear, why don't you go unpack, lunch will be in an hour or so," Molly says, dismissing us.

I follow Fred and George up to their room. I conjure a bed, with an actual mattress this time and more dark colors, like dark blue and dark green. I keep my trunk in my pocket but go back to reading my parselmagic book.

"So Harry, how's Tom?" Fred says after George threw up a silencing charm.

I also threw up the secrecy and privacy ward before I answered.

"Tom is doing good. The ritual did have a side effect of using my blood. He also is a ghoul creature. I had to help him get out of the manor without hurting anyone there. It ended up with me almost slipping up. But I am good, granted I did binge eat a little," I say, adding the last part shamefully.

"It's alright Harry, so long that you are ok now," Fred states.

"How do you plan to get out of eating here?" George asks.

With a sigh, I reply, "I'll have to eat, then find somewhere to throw it all up. Maybe I can make a bucket that will transport the vomit somewhere else." The last part was me thinking out loud.