The Other side of the HP
Book 4
Chapter One
Events on Break
Summer for us was pretty much the usual. Dreading all of the house chores mother had assigned for us, missing magic, Hogwarts, and our friends, and, of course, hanging out with the twins whenever we had time.
Two weeks into summer break, Percy and Christine broke up. Christine said he was narcissistic, and Percy said the same thing about her. Honestly, I don't see how two narcissistic people like Percy and Christine aren't right for each other. They can easily just talk about themselves all the time, and never have to worrying about the other feeling down about themselves.
But, if I'm being really honest with you, it was probably doomed from the start. Percy and Christine were separated for months at a time because of Percy's schooling at Hogwarts, and they pretty much didn't see each other unless it was summer. Then it just became a summer fling thing. I get muggles and wizards getting together in adulthood, but when they're apart pretty much always, I can see how it can put stress on the situation.
Ginny had also received her acceptance letter to Hogwarts over the summer. It wasn't much of a surprise. All of the Weasleys were wizards, pretty much guaranteed that Ginny would become one. Fred and George occasionally teased her about whether or not she'd make it into Gryffindor, usually ending in a scolding session from Mrs. Weasley.
About a week before school started, we met up with the twins to catch up. The four of us climbed up that tree and we talked about everything we could remember.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, you did what?" Mona interrupts them.
"We had heard some about some bad stuff happening to Harry at the Dursleys' so-" George starts. Fred jumps right in.
"We stole dad's flying car to rescue him."
"What?"
"Relax, we were driving. We knew what we were doing." George reassures us.
"You two are absolutely, positively mad." I remark.
"Ha, mum had the same reaction."
"Oh my gosh, she found out?" Mona covers her mouth to cover her smile. George looks at her and squints.
"Yes, of course she did. We left in the middle of the night, with Ron, with the car, and returned in the morning with Harry Potter."
"She was in the kitchen when we got home. You know, ever since she got that clock that shows exactly where we are, we haven't been doing much sneaking around lately. It's quite a bummer actually." Fred finishes his brother's sentence.
"I bet that was quite a show." I say sarcastically.
"Oh yeah, woke the whole house up. Granted, every few seconds she would say how happy she was to see Harry and how she didn't blame him for anything."
"Wow, she likes Harry Potter more than her own sons." Mona responds.
"Now that, really, is motherly love." I say, trying not to break into a smile. The twins squint at us.
"Oh, yeah, ha ha, very funny."
"Pfft, what would your mom have said?"
"Probably something along the lines of: 'But we don't own a flying car!'" I imitate my mother, which earns me a chuckle from Mona.
"Touché."
We continue to talk until Fred and George leave for dinner. They tell us they're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow for new robes (they've grown out of theirs) and for Ginny to get her supplies. Mona and I don't really need anything except ink, which our mom said she would get us. We part ways and agree to meet up in the train station like last year.
"And don't forget, the train leaves at eleven!" Mona reminds the two.
"Oi, who would be slow enough to miss the train?" George asks, walking away with his brother towards the Burrow.