𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 || Harry J. Potter [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 5 ✎

"-Be thankful it's not your neck-"
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Third Person POV

The end of the summer vacation came too quickly for anyone's liking. Harry was looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts, but his month at the Burrow had been the happiest of his life.

It was difficult not to feel jealous of Ron when he thought of the Dursleys and the sort of welcome he could expect next time he turned up on Privet Drive.

It took a long while to get started the next morning. They were up at dawn, but somehow they still seemed to have a great deal to do.

Mrs. Weasley dashed about in a bad mood looking for spare socks and quills.

People kept colliding on the stairs, half-dressed with bits of toast in their hands.

Jilly being the clumsiest out of everyone had fallen down the stairs sixteen times, having to get more toast when she did.

Plus, Mr. Weasley nearly broke his neck, tripping over a stray chicken as he crossed the yard carrying Ginny's trunk to the car.

Harry and Jilly couldn't see how nine people, seven large trunks, three owls, and a rat were going to fit into one small Ford Anglia. They had reckoned, of course, without the special features that Mr. Weasley had added.

"Not a word to Molly," he whispered to them as he opened the trunk and showed them how it had been magically expanded so that the luggage fitted easily.

When at last they were all in the car, Mrs. Weasley glanced into the back seat, where Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Jilly and Percy were all sitting side by side, and said, "Muggles do know more than we give them credit for, don't they?"

She and Ginny got into the front seat, which had been stretched so that it resembled a park bench. "I mean, you'd never know it was this roomy from the outside, would you?"

"Why am I always stuck with all these smelly boys." Jilly mumbled crossing her arms. She was sitting in between George and Harry.

"Come on Lia, we know you love us," George grinned, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. Harry felt that weird bubbling feeling again, but brushed it off as carsickness.

Mr. Weasley started up the engine and they trundled out of the yard, Harry turning back for a last look at the house.

He barely had time to wonder when he'd see it again when they were back. George had forgotten his box of Filibuster fireworks.

"Oh come on!" Jilly yelled after George came back in and purposely squished into her side, making one of her thighs pop on top of Harry's.

Five minutes after that, they skidded to a halt in the yard so that Fred could run in for his broomstick.

They had almost reached the highway when Ginny shrieked that she'd left her diary. By the time she had clambered back into the car, they were running very late, and tempers were running high.

Mr. Weasley glanced at his watch and then at his wife.

"Molly, dear-"

"No, Arthur-"

"No one would see - this little button here is an Invisibility Booster I installed - that'd get us up in the air - then we fly above the clouds. We'd be there in ten minutes and no one would be any the wiser-"

"That's very impressive-" Jilly sat up a bit more straight. "Shove over George!!" She tried to pry, her thigh from Harry's but there there was no space. She tired shoving George away from her hip, but he was stuck like glue.