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During my stay at the Weasley's, my talking mirror from George has become more annoying than usual. I've got a sneaking suspicion that Fred and George may have added a few new features. Along with George's voice saying 'Your hair is NOT on fleek missy' and 'Oh hunny not that hairstyle, are you sure about that look?' every now and then Fred's voice will pipe up singing 'I know a song that can get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get on your nerves, I know a song that can get on your nerves and it goes like this' which, cheers to the words, does get on your nerves. I attempted to smash it one morning, but it mended itself back, looking as though it hadn't even had one tiny scratch.

Hermione stayed over a week after Harry's birthday. It is now the evening of the twelfth of August, Hermione is still here, the two of us are currently in the middle of notes. No, not notes for potions or transfiguration, or any of that school stuff, but notes for the trial tomorrow.
"Oh y/n, you'll do brilliantly!"
"Thanks, 'Mione."
"No problem! Well, we best be off to bed, got a long, stressful day ahead of you, birthday girl."

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It was currently 6.30AM. Someone was moving about outside the bedroom. I stared at the bottom of the door, watching the shadowy figure sway side to side before it burst open, revealing a rather tall person. They made their way over to where I was.
"Happy birthday y/n." They whispered in my ear. The lamp on my bedside table flicked on, revealing the one and only, Ronald Weasley holding a half eaten cupcake. "Yeah, sorry. I was a bit too hungry. I imagine it would taste fine, just the same." He spoke quickly, noticing me eyeing the cupcake which had a bit of icing saying '2th day!'
"You and your belly." I replied, rolling my eyes and sitting myself up in my bed, gazing over to the three sleeping girls in their own beds. "So, who made these?"
"I don't know, actually. I thought mum did but she's not much of a baker. This card was on them, though!" He gave me a little flip open card.
"Them?" I asked, taking the card from him.
"Yeah, there's about twenty odd on the kitchen table."
"And once you began eating this one, you didn't think to go and get one you hadn't started on?"
"It's six thirty in the morning, y/n, my brain didn't put two and two together."
We both laughed so hard that I had to re read the card over and over again to actually take in what it said.

'Y̤̮/N̤̮. H̤̮A̤̮P̤̮P̤̮Y̤̮ T̤̮W̤̮E̤̮L̤̮F̤̮T̤̮H̤̮ B̤̮I̤̮R̤̮T̤̮H̤̮D̤̮A̤̮Y̤̮! L̤̮o̤̮v̤̮e̤̮ f̤̮r̤̮o̤̮m̤̮ y̤̮o̤̮ṳ̮r̤̮ f̤̮a̤̮v̤̮o̤̮ṳ̮r̤̮i̤̮t̤̮e̤̮ b̤̮a̤̮k̤̮e̤̮r̤̮,
B̤̮l̤̮a̤̮i̤̮s̤̮e̤̮.'

I smiled and took the cupcake from Ron, slowly eating, taking in every bit of flavour. It was very nice.
"Who're they from?"
"Blaise."
"I-Uh-A- A Slytherin was in my house?" He spoke loudly, looking alarmed, scared, and rubbing his tongue while smacking what was left of the cupcake out of my hands, as if it had been poisoned
"Hey, I'm a slytherin, in your house."
"Well, yeah, but." He stopped, clearly not knowing a defence.
"O/n must have flew them over, he doesn't know I'm staying here, does he?"
"I 'spose not."
"Ah, come on Ron, let's wake the others!" I squealed and walked over to Hermione, shaking her awake.

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The morning (well, hour) consisted of passing presents between b/n and I, eating the cupcakes and drinking f/d (favourite drink.) Atleast until 8am dawned.
"Oh my, look at the time!" Mr Weasley jumped up suddenly, looking at his old muggle watch with his expression startled. "We best be off, y/n."
"Oh, um, yeah. I suppose we should." I said goodbye to everyone, rushing upstairs to get dressed and grab a few of the things I needed, Arthur already had the most important one.
"Will you be there with me?"
He looked taken aback at this while we walked out the door.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't."
I looked down at my feet as we carried on walking, every other minute Mr Weasley would say 'Nice fine day!' or any words of comfort.
We passed my old house, it still looked as though people lived there, granted it has only been a few weeks since we moved in with the Weasley's, but still.