"Can I call you Tori? You know Tori, I'm a great friend."
"I don't get it, why are you being nice to me?"
"Maybe I don't want to see you friendless."
When Victoria Silvers, who comes from a long line of Slytherins, is sorted into Gryffindor her life...
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If someone would have told Victoria Silvers she would have spent the last few days of her summer planning a breakout, she would have asked them to check into St. Mungo's.
But here Tori was, whispering with Fred, George, and Ronald Weasley at the dinner table, trying not to look too suspicious. That was hard since the twins always looked suspicious.
"We can't use our brooms. Harry can't bring his stuff along then." Ron was quick to shut down most of the twins' ideas, causing them to become frustrated.
"How do we know Harry is even in trouble?" Tori asked, glancing at Molly Weasley, who was setting down plates in front of each of the children. Ron looked at her like it was completely obvious. "He hasn't written back, once. Besides, he lives with muggles who hate magic. You put the pieces together."
Tori nodded slowly. Fred butted in with an idea. "Dad's car. It's the best option. It's quiet, we can stay in the sky, and it will hold all of us."
Tori's eyes widened as bigs as Ron's. "Dad's car?!" Ron whispered, smiling at Molly, who placed a plate down in front of him. Fred and George did the same.
"Freddie's right. It's the best option we've got." George agreed, digging into his slice of meat pie. Tori ducked as Athena flew in, dropping off a letter listed from Cedric Diggory.
Tori had only been writing to a couple of people, which was more than usual. Her family was not one of them. Not even Dove.
Tori thanked her barn owl, petting her gently. She ripped a piece of the crust of her dish and fed it to her owl before watching her fly further into the house. Tori then tucked the letter in her pocket, oblivious to the looks Fred and George were exchanging.
The four of them agreed that at night, once everyone was asleep they would take Arthur's car to save Harry Potter.
They had to wait a while, Mrs. Weasley stayed up knitting. Tori leaned against her and Ginny's room doorframe, silently watching the stairs for Molly. She flipped threw one of Ginny's magazines, flinching at the sound of every creak in the floorboards.
She eventually must have fallen asleep since she was woken up by Fred shaking her gently. "Hey. Tori. C'mon, we're leaving." He whispered, helping the girl up from her spot.
Her neck and back ached from against the rickety doorframe, she tried her best to stretch, quietly following Fred down the stairs one by one.
The house was eerily quiet as the moon broke through the windows in the kitchen. Fred gestured for them to continue going. "George and Ron are already in the garage." He whispered.
There was a creak from the upper floorboards causing Tori and Fred to freeze in terror. Fred turned quickly, bumping into Tori. The two fell silent, praying that Molly wouldn't catch them. Tori held her breath, glad it was dark enough that Fred couldn't see her blushing.
