Chapter 3: Back to Hogwarts

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It was a horrid, rainy day, a very English way to start the new school year.

We sat at the breakfast table filling up before the long train ride, while we discussed what had happened at the World Cup.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione had gotten split up from Harry, as he had been trampled. They had searched the campground for an hour, looking for Harry.

"When I woke up, everyone was gone. The fires had died out, and I was just hoping everyone had gotten back safely." Harry admitted, "But when I sat up, there was someone walking there the debris, I didn't see who, but he said something, and the whatever, Dark Mark I guess, appeared in the sky. He had started coming towards me, but then Ron and Hermione started calling my name, and found me."

The Dark Mark had shaken everyone up. Percy's boss thought it had been the trio that conjured it. It was the mark of Voldemort, and it had everyone in the wizarding world on edge. "Well, I'm just glad Arthur was there when they found you. Or else you three would probably be in Azkaban." Molly sighed.

"Shame, you could've had your first kiss with a dementor Ron." George teased.

That was when I noticed the piece of parchment being passed back and forth between the twins. I tried not to smile, recognizing it as a new order form for their business. Molly had made them destroy everything after the Dudley incident, but the twins were ruthless. Fred noticed me eyeing the paper and quickly placed it in my lap. I looked down and tried to read it, but was caught red handed. "Fred! George! That better not be a new order form for 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes' in Louise's hand!" She warned, a stern expression on her face.

"Of course not, mum!" Fred started, a pained look on his face, "Now, if the Hogwarts Express crashes today, and George and I died, how would you feel to know that the last thing we ever heard from you was an unfounded accusation?"

Everyone laughed, including, surprisingly, Mrs. Weasley.

She checked the time once we'd settled a bit. "Heavens, it's nearly time to leave! Go check you're all packed, properly!" She added, with a pointed look at Fred and George.

I quickly finished my food, then headed upstairs to double check once again, that I had everything. I heard Fred and George thundering up the stairs behind me, they followed me into Ginny's room where I had been staying. "Can't believe you almost got us caught like that, Lou, would've had to start all over again!" George exclaimed, clutching his chest.

"I almost got you caught? Why the bloody hell would you have that at the breakfast table?!" I laughed, shoving George lightly.

"Well WE weren't the ones who were seen with it in our hands, we had it long before you got to the table. So technically, it's all your fault." Fred replied, George nodded in agreement.

"Good point Freddie, but, my name isn't included on the order form. In fact, I think I recall the name being 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes', if I'm not mistaken?" I said, "Which, by the way, is a name I quite like. I'm assuming George came up with it?"

Fred's jaw dropped in shock, while George began to howl with laughter. "I will have you know, I came up with that name, Louise! And you're right! It is a damn good name, and George could never think of it!" Fred sputtered, his cheeks slightly red.

I had been joking, but I could tell it had slightly hit a nerve. "I'm only joking, Fred. I didn't have a clue who came up with it. It's a lovely name." I smiled and patted his arm, "Now listen to your lovely mother and make sure you're packed! Last thing you want is a care package from her with your little heart patterned underpants dropped on your breakfast for the whole house table to see."

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