Deadly Snake, Silent Dragon.

Escape Plan 1

The day went by fast, once I took Alex back home, It was dark outside.
I apparat behind Ron, who was beyond focused on a blue car trying to fix it, and the twins who were engrossed in their fight.

"Where are you going?" I asked, directly behind him.
He screamed do loud, thet I had to close my eyes and ears, and birds flew up in the dark night.
Once he was finished, he held onto his chest.
"Merlin Ivy!"

I chuckled, "I wish I can save that scream for the other to hear" the twins laughed as well.
He was pale, scared that I took him off guard, but that was the fun of it.

"So" I said looking behind him, at the car, then the twins saving Harry, are we?"

"Who said We were going to save Harry?"

"I'm a Slytherin Ron, I recognize cunningness when I see one"

"I'm not going anywhere" he said hastily.

"Mmm" I said, "Well then, you wouldn't mind the Weasley's knowing that their children is fixing the car?"

That's all it took for him to talk, the twins smiling proudly at me.
Before I knew it, I was sitting in the back seat with Ron, an open seat for Harry as well, waiting for the twins to drive.

"You know how to drive right?"
I asked Fred.
No response.

"Right?"

Dear Merlin help us.

After awhile, with some maybe tumbling and knocking into rocks, we finally were in a muggle street.
Ron knows where Harry lived.
It was dark outside, the only sound was the car and a few birds.
Slowly, Fred made it to a window, that had bars on them.

"Stop it," Harry muttered as the rattling pounded in his sore head. "Leave me alone... cut it out... I'm trying to sleep..."

He opened his eyes. Moonlight was shining through the bars on the window. And someone was goggling through the bars at him: three freckle faced, red haired, long nosed people, and a certain shiny black hair and white skin.

The Weasley's and Angelina Ivy were outside Harry's window.

Ron, Ivy-" breathed Harry, creeping to the window and pushing it up so they could talk through the bars. "Ron, how did you-? What the-?"

Harry's mouth fell open as the full impact of what he was seeing hit him. Ron was leaning out of the back window of an old turquoise car, Ivy looking from the back, which was parked in midair. Grinning at Harry from the front seats were Fred and George, Ron's elder twin brothers.

"All right, Harry?" asked George.

"What's been going on?" said Ron. "Why haven't you been answering my letters? I've asked you to stay about twelve times, and then Dad came home and said you'd got an official warning for using magic in front of Muggles-"

"It wasn't me-and how did he know?"

"He works for the Ministry," I said, finally speaking.

"You know we're not supposed to do spells outside school-"

"You should talk," said Harry, staring at the floating car.

"Oh, this doesn't count," said Ron. "We're only borrowing this. It's Dad's, we didn't enchant it. But doing magic in front of those Muggles you live with-"

"I told you, I didn't-but it'll take too long to explain now-look, can you tell them at Hogwarts that the Dursleys have locked me up and won't let me come back, and obviously I can't magic myself out, because the Ministry'Il think that's the second spell I've done in three days, so-"

"Stop gibbering," I said. "We've come to take you home with us."

"But you can't magic me out either-"

"We don't need to," said Ron, jerking his head toward the front seat and grinning. "You forget who I've got with me."

"Tie that around the bars," I said throwing him the end of a rope to Harry.
"If the Dursleys wake up, I'm dead," said Harry as he tied the rope tightly around a bar and Fred revved up the car.

Harry moved back into the shadows next to Hedwig, who seemed to have realized how important this was and kept still and silent. The car revved louder and louder and suddenly, with a crunching noise, the bars were pulled clean out of the window as Fred drove straight up in the air. Harry ran back to the window to see the bars dangling a few feet above the ground. Panting, Ron hoisted them up into the car. Harry listened anxiously, but there was no sound from the Dursleys' bedroom.

When the bars were safely in the back seat with Ron, Fred reversed as close as possible to Harry's window.

"Get in," I said giving him my hand.

"But all my Hogwarts stuff-my wand-my broomstick-"

"Where is it?" I asked.

"Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, and I can't get out of this room-"

"No problem,"I said, "Out of the way, Harry."

George and I climbed catlike through the window into Harry's room. You had to hand it to them, thought Harry, as Ivy took an ordinary hairpin from her pocket and started to pick the lock.

"A lot of wizards think it's a waste of time, knowing this sort of Muggle trick," said George, "but we feel they're skills worth learning, even if they are a bit slow."

There was a small click and the door swung open.

"So-we'll get your trunk-you grab anything you need from your room and hand it out to Ron," whispered George.

"Watch out for the bottom stair-it creaks," Harry whispered back as the duo disappeared onto the dark landing.

Harry dashed around his room, collecting his things and passing them out of the window to Ron. Then he went to help Ivy and George heave his trunk up the stairs. Harry heard Uncle Vernon cough.