ALULA (VOL. 3)
Time to put things into perspective- into order.
When a war has begun there's no waiting for children to group up. Alula Nova Black knows this too well. The last thing needed is a government who are corrupt in thinking everything is o...
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prefects
{1995}
12 Grimmauld Place
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'What are Fred and I, next-door neighbours?' said George indignantly, as his mother pushed him aside and flung her arms around her youngest son.
"Don't worry, my dad cared more about how many detentions I got," Alula commented. "'The more, the better' he said and something about them building character."
'Wait until your father hears! Ron, I'm so proud of you, what wonderful news, you could end up Head Boy just like Bill and Percy, it's the first step! Oh, what a thing to happen in the middle of all this worry, I'm just thrilled, oh, Ronnie - '
Fred and George were both making loud retching noises behind her back but Mrs Weasley did not notice; arms tight around Ron's neck, she was kissing him all over his face, which had turned a brighter scarlet than his badge.
'Mum . . . don't . . . Mum, get a grip. . .' he muttered, trying to push her away.
She let go of him and said breathlessly, 'Well, what will it be? We gave Percy an owl, but you've already got one, of course.'
'W-what do you mean?' said Ron, looking as though he did not dare believe his ears.
'You've got to have a reward for this!' said Mrs Weasley fondly. 'How about a nice new set of dress robes?'
'We've already bought him some,' said Fred sourly, who looked as though he sincerely regretted this generosity.
'Or a new cauldron, Charlie's old one's rusting through, or a new rat, you always liked Scabbers -
"Yes, Mrs Weasley," Alula said sarcastically. "We all loved the rat who ended up being-"
'Mum,' said Ron hopefully, but also to cut Alula off, 'can I have a new broom?'
Mrs Weasley's face fell slightly; broomsticks were expensive.
'Not a really good one!' Ron hastened to add. 'Just - just a new one for a change. . .'
Mrs Weasley hesitated, then smiled.
'Of course, you can . . . well, I'd better get going if I've got a broom to buy too. I'll see you all later . . . little Ronnie, a prefect! And don't forget to pack your trunks . . . a prefect . . . oh, I'm all of a dither!'
She gave Ron yet another kiss on the cheek, sniffed loudly, and bustled from the room.
Fred and George exchanged looks.
'You don't mind if we don't kiss you, do you, Ron?' said Fred in a falsely anxious voice.
