Melody Riddle and the Order of the Phoenix

Chapter 19: Returning to School

 "No, I can carry my own luggage — no — Fred!" I screeched.

Fred and George had their suitcases bewitched, and insisted on doing the same for mine. Before I could do anything, besides keep tight hold on Bodoujn and Ebony's cages, Fred had my bag next to his and all three of our suitcases went hurtling down the stairs.

"Why are our suitcases moving so fast?" I asked them nervously. I looked at the bottom of the stairs where they were going, and saw Ginny just reaching the bottom of the staircase with her own luggage. "Ginny, look out!" I called out.

Too late. She turned around to look, and the load of luggage barreled her to the ground.

"You idiots!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, placing my pet cages on the ground before running down the stairs to pull the luggage off of Ginny. They followed me and helped out.

Mrs. Black's portrait began her usual screeching, so when Mrs. Weasley came to investigate and saw us pulling Ginny to her feet. She forgot all about covering up Mrs. Black, and instead gathered from her own intuition what had happened with Ginny and our trunks.

Within minutes, we were all plugging our ears up as Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Black both screamed at the top of their lungs.

"— could have done her a serious injury, you idiots —"

"— filthy half-breeds, besmirching the house of my fathers —"

In the end, it was me that closed the curtains out of mere irritation. "Too much screaming," I muttered to myself, the twins watching me nervously as if I were going nuts. "The only time I had to deal with it, it was with mom and Gerald annoying each other — and that was funny."

Hermione poked her head out of our room only to see Mrs. Weasley disappearing somewhere with Ginny to tend to some of the bruises she was acquiring by the minute from the luggages' hit.

"She'll be okay," I told her. I pointed to the twins, "I don't know about these two, though. Someone needs to take their magic away from them."

She nodded with utmost seriousness before returning to the room.

I was only kidding.

"We hadn't meant to do that," Fred said with an awkward shrug.

"Didn't mean to? Everyone's been telling you all summer not to use your magic so much. Is it really all that hard to just do things yourselves?"

"Yes," they both replied.

"You two are a lost cause," I said, throwing my hands up in the air dramatically.

Soon, Mrs. Weasley had finished patching Ginny up and was calling up the stairs, "Will you lot get down here now, please!"

Mrs. Black had begun screaming again while I saw Hermione and Harry bolting down the stairs with their baggage and their pets. Harry's owl, Hedwig, looked all flustered so it was clear he'd just stuffed her into her cage. Which was why I had made sure I gave myself enough time to do things, and put Bodoujn and Ebony gently in their cages before leaving my room with my stuff. Otherwise I'd have to deal with Ebony later, and she was never very good at forgiving.

Nobody bothered to close Mrs. Black's curtain again, since there was too much noise in the hallway anyway to stress over it. While she screamed, "Mudbloods! Scum! Creatures of dirt!" Mrs. Weasley shouted, "Harry, you're to come with me and Tonks! Leave your trunk and your owl, Alastor's going to deal with the luggage.... Oh, for heaven's sake, Sirius, Dumbledore said no!"

Sirius, in his Animagus form as a black dog, had appeared beside Harry as Harry had nearly tripped over all the trunks cluttering the hallway to get to Mrs. Weasley.