It was a warm June morning, when the rustling of bedding and Mrs. Weasley's shouts of 'breakfast is ready', could be heard throughout the burrow. A sleepy-eyed Ron trudged hungrily to the kitchen.
"Morning dear, where is Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Huh, I thought he was down here with you lot?" replied Ron.
Mr. Weasley entered the kitchen "Ah Molly the Minister's been to get him, something about a chat on what happened during the battle." He stated.
"Well golly couldn't Kingsley have waited till he got some food in him?" Mrs. Weasley sighed, turning around. The remaining Weasley's rolled their eyes. While everyone waited patiently for Harry's return.
Today Harry, Ron, and Hermione were going to visit Dobby's grave at Shell Cottage seeing as it was his birthday today, the twenty eighth. Upon Harry's arrival back at the burrow, Mrs. Weasley rushed questions of Harry's hunger above all else. He shooed her away saying he was not hungry, and pointed out the fact that they had to go soon. As he got ready to leave he pondered whether he could handle this visit to Dobby, the first since the end of the war. As they headed out to the apparation point Mrs. Weasley reminded them that they were to meet at the leaky cauldron for lunch, and told them not to be late. Today would be the beginning of the restoration of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, and everyone was going to help out after the lunch. They agreed, and set out to Shell Cottage. Once they got there they followed the beaten seashell path to Dobby's final resting place. Hermione saw the little grave, and began to weep into Ron's shoulder. Ron and Harry looked forlornly at the grave with teary eyes. Hermione pulled slowly away from Ron and conjured a tiny hat, placing it on the grave. Harry smiled and turned the hat into stone so that it will remain forever. After a few moments of silence they set out for the Leaky Cauldron.
Once there they found the Weasley's, and sat down for lunch. Between forkfuls of food they discussed the repairs that the shop would need. As they got up from the table Harry, literally, ran into Hagrid who was grinning from ear to ear. "Oi, y'all righ' 'Arry?" Hagrid asked. "Yeah sorry, Hagrid what are you doing here?" Harry questioned. "Why, I was lookin' fer ya o' course 'cos I got some grea' news." Hagrid stated. Everyone wondered over to Hagrid, and Harry. "What is it Hagrid?" Hermione asked. "I'm gettin' marry'd." He bellowed proudly. "WHAT!" was everyone's reply? "Me'n Olympe is getting' marry'd." Hagrid said. In awe they congratulated Hagrid then continued on their way to WWW.
George saw the shop and paused. Ron put his hand on George's shoulder, and said "C'mon, just think of what Fred would want you to do. I doubt he would want you to be sad he'd want you to continue pranking the pants off of unsuspecting victims." Ron whispered. George withdrew his wand, and waved it in front of the store fixing the sign so that it looked brand new. He walked to the door. Using his wand he tapped a melodic rhythm on the door. The door opens, and a cloud of dust came out. Everyone entered, and set to work. The shop needed a lot of work but everybody set about their self-appointed tasks. During the cleaning took George upstairs. The first thing that greeted them when they opened the door was a small box with a letter attached. George looked at the box in confusion as he picked it up. "Who is it from dear?" asked. George opened the letter, and his mouth dropped open in shock. "Fred," he stuttered, Mrs. Weasley fainted.