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And special thanks for J.K. Rowling for having such excellent notes
And for giving the world the many interviews
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"MORNING IN THE BURROW"
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"Ronald Bilius Weasley" Yelled Molly Weasley from her kitchen as she was preparing breakfast for her only two kids not attending Hogwarts this year. She had just finish laying out their early morning's worth of lessons and decided that right after breakfast and a few chores she would get started. She had home-schooled all of her children during their primary school years and had apparently done a very good job of it.
Her oldest son Bill had been a Prefect and Head Boy at Hogwarts and had gain 12 O.W.L.S. in his fifth year, Her second oldest, Charlie was also doing exceptionally well. He had been Captain of the Quidditch team during his time at Hogwarts, and he was studying Dragons in Romania since it that had always been his desire. And although Mrs. Weasley did not like the idea of any of her children working in such a dangerous environment she would support him.
This morning however Mrs. Weasley a short, plump, kind face woman was upset that her youngest son was taking an extremely long time wake this morning when her only daughter came into the kitchen wearing a long nightdress
"Good Morning Ginny."
"Hello mum" said Ginny "Can I help with breakfast?"
"Not today dear I've already finish while you were in the shower."
Ginny grabbed a piece of toast and sat down "Ronald Bilius Weasley." Her mother called out once again "Oh let me go and get that boy up"
"Mum can I, -------- I mean I learn this neat little hex from one of Bill's book last night." said Ginny.
Upon hearing this Mrs. Weasley quickly went to scold her daughter "Now Ginny dear you know you're not supposed to do adult magic until your seventeen. Ministry rules says your only allowed to develop your magic in moderation until the age of eleven."
But although she was upset at her daughter, she always found it hard to stay mad at her only girl and she knew, having a husband who worked at the Ministry of Magic that the Ministry couldn't tell the age of the person doing magic just that magic was done.
"Well, just don't let your father find out dear, and don't let your brothers see you, Now, could you wake your brother Ron, do not hex him okay dear?" replied Mrs. Weasley
.As much as Ginny wanted to try out the hex especially on her brother Ron,
She had made a promise to her mother she would behave and her mother had always looked the other way at the one thing Ginny love to do more. And that was riding a broom stick pretending to play Quidditch. She had once been caught by her mother at the age of eight and didn't have the heart to tell her mom that she had been doing it since she was six. She knew her mom thought she was a bit of a tomboy, but the rebel in her hardly cared when it came to the things she loved.
Ginny Loved Quidditch and since her brothers wouldn't let her play them when she was little, she started breaking into the family broom shed and taking each of their brooms in turn when they weren't looking, starting at the age of six.
She approached Ron's door knock and entered to find her brother still asleep. Ginny loved looking at the posters in Ron's room. Ron's favorite Quidditch team; the Chudley Cannon's, were all over the wall. Secretly she had a thing for the Seeker but she would never tell this to Ron; she loved teasing her brother Ron and didn't want to give him any ammunition he could use on her.
In a voice much like her mothers she shouted. "Ronald Bilius Weasley." Which quickly startled her 11 year old brother? "Ron in four months you're going to be a Hogwarts student. In which there will be no one to wake you in the morning." Ginny said still sounding a bit like her Mother.
"What are you going to do then?"
"Get a house Elf to get me up; Fred says Hogwarts has plenty of them." Ron Said
"Yes but they're not alarm clocks"
"How do you know?"
"Because, I talk to Percy and he told me all about them?"
"And how does Percy Know?"
"Percy should know; He's been there longer then Fred and George, and you know He's got his sites on that Prefects badge, always got his head in the Hogwarts rules book. And you know you can't always trust what Fred or George tell you, anyway get dress Mum says breakfast is ready."
Slowly Ron started getting up but a thought hit Ginny's mind. It was going to take him at least 25 minutes to get downstairs. She could get by her mom she could grab one of the brooms from the shed maybe even get a quick spin around the makeshift Quidditch Hoops. Just to feel the wind whipping through her hair. Quickly she dashes downstairs and to see if her mom was still in the kitchen. Upon greeting her mother again she quickly said
"Mom, may I go outside?"
"Is Ron up?"
"Yes mum he just got up"
"Well 15 Minutes and don't go too far, I have a surprise for the two of you."
Ginny quickly ran through the door. Her long red mane of hair following, carefully looking around to be sure her mom wasn't watching, she grabbed Charlie's old Comet Two-Thirty and an old quaffle ball. Ginny kicked off hard from the ground. And was soon turning and spinning like the seeker in one of the posters from her brother Ron's room.
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"A GAME OF SOLITAIRE"