Misguided (Sequel to Misunderstood)

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(Hey guys! So I finally decided to made a sequel for you! I'm not so sure about the title though so if you have any suggestions please let me know. Anyways, on with the story!)

                “Are you going to sleep forever or are you going to get up and get ready for the Quidditch World Cup?” Ginny yelled at me early in the morning.

                “Sleep.” I mumbled and rolled over.

                “Oh no you aren’t. I know that you’re going to be complaining to me later that you slept too long and I won’t be able to live it down.” She replied and rolled me out of bed.

                I groaned but stood up and sighed, “You know, it wouldn’t hurt to let me sleep a little longer.”

                “Oh yes it would, you wouldn’t wake up if I tried if I let you sleep longer,” She said and walked out of the room. I sighed and walked over to the mirror. I decided to make my hair green and blonde for the Irish. I screwed my face up and concentrated on my hair. I finished getting myself ready and headed downstairs.

                “Hey stranger,” Fred said to me as I sat down next to him at the table.

                “Hey,” I replied and kissed him on the cheek. I piled up my plate with food and began eating.

                “The food is really good Mrs. Weasley,” I said between bites.

                “Thank you dear,” She replied and went up to get Mr. Weasley up.

                “Are we just going for the match or are we staying there longer?” I asked and got up to put my plate in the sink.

                “I think that we’re just going to be there for the match, but since we’re getting there so early we’re going to have a tent to sleep in,” George said.

                “Yes, I’ll get more sleep!” I cheered and stuck my tongue out at Ginny. She smiled and rolled her eyes at me.

                Fred walked over to me and took my hand. “Follow me,” He whispered in my ear. I did as told and he took me up to his and George’s room.

                “Why did you bring me in here?” I asked. He pulled something out from under his bed and gave it to me. I opened it up and it was…. Candy?

                “Mum is slowly taking our supplies for the shop and I don’t think she will hound you to see if you have any of our candy,” He said and smiled.

                “Well, if she does take it from me, you will be in big trouble mister,” I said and got up on my tiptoes to kiss him.

                “Fred, we’re going to pick up Harry! Want to come?” George said and walked into the room.

                “Yeah. Wanna come Lizzie?” He asked. I looked up at him and nodded.

                Turns out it would’ve been a better idea to stay at the Burrow. I’m currently squished between Fred and a wall. “Harry? Harry are you there?” Mr. Weasley shouted.

                “Was this thought out at all?” I whispered to Fred.

                “I think so. Dad had the Ministry set up this fireplace for today. I don’t understand why it’s not working,” He said.

                I shook my head. “Harry is this an electric fireplace?” I asked.

                “Yeah!” He shouted back.

                “Ooh! Eckleticity!” Mr. Weasley said.

                “Everybody stand back!” He shouted and blew out the wall to the fireplace.

                “Hey Harry,” I said and sat down on the sofa. I looked around the place and saw that it was very… Boring.

                 “Hey,” He replied and looked around at us. I sat watching the whole Dursley thing go down and left with Fred and George after they gave Dudley the candy.

(I don't know if this was too short or not, I started typing all of my stories in Word and not writing them. Hopefully this turns out well. Thanks for reading!!!)