CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE; the portkey

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PART TWO
The Portkey

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" y/n's point of view "

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MRS. WEASLEY SHOOK me awake while it was still dark outside.

"Y/N, dear." She whispered. "Can you please wake up Ginny and Hermione while I get the boys up?"

"Sure." I yawned as she left. I was not usually a morning person, but the Quidditch World Cup was an exception. I got dressed into a simple pair of jeans, a red jumper, my black trainers and did my hair before waking up the other girls.

"Gin...Ginny!" I shook the red-headed girl awake.

"Go away Y/N. I want sleep." She mumbled.

"Fine. You'll just miss out on the World Cup!"

Ginny shot up and began getting dressed.

"Hermione, get your arse up!" I shook her awake and had a pillow tossed at my face before Hermione got up. I left the room and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley was stirring the contents of a large pot on the stove, while Mr. Weasley was sitting at the table, checking a sheaf of large parchment tickets.

Behind me Harry, Ron and the twins entered the kitchen.

"What d'you think?" Mr. Weasley asked anxiously. "We're supposed to go incognito - do I look like a Muggle, Harry?"

"Yeah." Said Harry, smiling, "Very good."

"Where're Bill and Charlie and Per-Per-Percy?" Asked George, failing to stifle a huge yawn.

"Well, they're Apparating, aren't they?" Said Molly, heaving the large pot over to the table and starting to ladle porridge into bowls. "So they can have a bit of a lie-in."

"So they're still in bed?" Asked Fred grumpily, pulling his bowl of porridge toward him. "Why can't we Apparate too?"

"Because you're not of age and you haven't passed your test." Snapped Mrs. Weasley. "And where have those girls got to?"

"They wouldn't get up." I said, sitting beside Fred.

She bustled out of the kitchen and I could hear her climbing the stairs.

"Morning, love." Fred kissed my cheek as I grabbed my own bowl of porridge.

"Good morning, Freddie." I smiled back.

"You have to pass a test to Apparate?" Harry asked.

"Oh yes." Said Mr. Weasley, tucking the tickets into the back pocket of his jeans. "The Department of Magical Transportation had to fine a couple of people the other day for Apparating without a license. It's not easy, Apparition, and when it's not done property it can lead to nasty complications. This pair I'm talking about went and splinched themselves."

I winced, like everyone else at the table, except Harry.

"Er - splinched?" He asked.

"They left half of themselves behind." Said Mr. Weasley. "So, of course, they were stuck. Couldn't move either way. Had to wait for the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad to sort them out. Meant a fair old bit of paperwork, I can tell you, what with the Muggles who spotted the body parts they'd left behind..."

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