Ethereal [George Weasley]

𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙬

The next day, we got up bright and early. Mr. Withers had left a note on the kitchen table saying that he had left for a small mission. So we began making breakfast ourselves.

"How about we make it the Muggle way?" Lindsey proposed. "It'll be much more fun than just using our wands to magic up some sausages."

"We haven't used the Muggle stuff for ages." Harley said. "But I think all those pots and pans are under the cabinet."

Evelyn stepped forward and opened said cabinet. Her blonde head reappeared with multiple pans, her face grinning.

"Oh, we could do it outside!" Amanda said. "I did that in France with my Veela family! They call it a barbecue."

"Okay!" Harley said in excitement. "Let's do it!"

We trudged outside into Harley's back garden, which was connected to a large green field. The snow had disappeared and the sun was out - though it was still a bit cold.

"Incendio!" I said as I started the fire on the grill. (It was so unused that it wasn't working - especially after Harley kicked it in frustration).

Evelyn was in charge in the actual frying, whilst me and the others got the picnic table near the window set with dishes and cups. As Amanda poured pumpkin juice into the cups, my eyes gazed beyond the large field.

"What does it lead to?" I asked Harley, gesturing over to the large patch of land.

"It leads to the valley where the Weasley's live." Harley explained. "Come to think of it, I haven't been there since last summer."

"Well why don't we go?" Lindsey said perkily. "After breakfast."

"Yeah." Evelyn agreed as she focused on the frying. "We could play Quidditch with them."

"Why not?" Harley said. "But first, let's eat. I'm starving."

After the food was ready, we ate heartily and spoke about Quidditch.

"We'd best beat Slytherin and Ravenclaw." Harley said. "Or we'll never win the cup."

"You have to practice extra hard to beat Slytherin." Lindsey said. "They play dirty."

We finished our breakfast and then grabbed our coats, locked all the doors and windows, grabbed the cats and started for the field.

"I wonder what Fred and George are like at home." I said as we walked with our arms linked.

It was very windy, despite the sun rays beaming. But even though the yellow ball of light was out, it didn't stop me from shivering. It was only early January after all.

"They give Aunt Molly a headache." Said Harley. "They give everyone a headache."

"Tell me about it!" Amanda laughed. "They're forever setting dung-bombs in the girls toilets - I'm surprised they haven't got in trouble for that actually."

"Probably because Percy's head boy." Lindsey stated. "He'd never report his own brothers - it would tarnish his reputation."

"Imagine being Percy." Evelyn laughed. "All his siblings are crazy."

"Imagine not being Percy." Amanda retorted. "And being his sibling instead. I'd drown myself."

"George told me that he tried locking him inside a pyramid in Egypt." I stated. "But he and Fred got caught my Mrs. Weasley."

"You spend an awful lot of time with the twins." Evelyn realised.

"I know." I sighed. "I don't get why though. We're polar opposites."