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Chapter one: Running away
It was a typical Monday afternoon where Harry was hanging out with Ron and Hermione at the Burrow. Hermione was pretending to read a novel, but she was secretly worried, while Harry and Ron were chatting sadly.
"George just isn't the same, Harry. He's been locked up in his room for ages. He only occasionally Apparates down into the kitchen to restock his room with food. It's sad , really," Ron sighed.
"He's exactly what we need. We need a laugh," Harry agreed. Hermione abruptly dropped her book, getting the wizards' attention.
"What we need is a change of scenery. We need to get away from here!" she exclaimed. The three of them were silent for a second, letting the idea sink in.
"Hermione… you're a genius," Harry suddenly smiled. She blushed. "Why?" She questioned. "You said it yourself. We need to get away from here. We could move away from this all," he said.
Ron nodded enthusiastically. "Ya! We could use some changing around here. We could pose as Muggles!" he implied.
Hermione shook her head. "It would never work. Everyone is constantly watching us. And you can't just abandon your family at a time like this, Ronald," she scolded.
"They can come too! They'd love the idea, especially Dad. And we'll make up a random excuse to get everyone off our backs. Then we go and live somewhere hidden," he continued. Hermione bit her lip. It was a tempting offer. Her parents wouldn't mind as long as she visited them.
"How about we talk with your family and work this out?" But in the way she smiled, the boys knew they had won.
The three of them split up to find the others.
Unfortunately, Hermione got the short straw. She was the one that had to call George. She gently knocked his door.
"George? We're going to talk about something. I'd appreciate it if you could come out," She called. His response was, "Go away." She rolled her eyes.
"Oh, for Heaven's sake!" she sighed, Apparating into his room.
She was surprised at what she found.
The room was a dump. The floor was covered with dirty laundry and broken prototypes of pranks. George was lying on the bed labeled Fred. He yelped and jumped.
"Seriously, Hermione? This is an invasion of my privacy," he grumbled. "I need you to come out. We're going to make a big decision that includes you," she repeated.
"Make it without me," he sighed, turning away. The witch gritted her teeth. "Without your vote, then we probably won't get what we want." She informed him. She finally caught his attention.
"And what is that?" he questioned dryly. "Harry, Ron, and I thought that it would be a good idea to move away from wizarding population." She confessed. George jumped to his feet, trying to hold in his laughter.
"We're going to act like Muggles?" he chuckled. Hermione nodded. "Bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed.
In a matter of minutes George, Hermione, Ginny, Harry, Ron, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and even Percy were all gathered in the Burrow's backyard.
No one, other than George, had been told the idea. Harry stepped forward and cleared his throat.
"Um… Hi. Sorry for taking all of you away from what you were doing, but we just got an idea. It includes all of you. We think that none of us have breathing space here… so maybe we could move somewhere else," he finished.
Instant chaos erupted.
"Move? As Muggles?" "Impossible, but wonderful!" "Wizards and Muggles?" "Where?" "How?" "What would we say?"
"HEY! LISTEN UP!" George yelled, catching everyone by surprise. Hermione took over. "How about we vote? We'll do it in order. One at a time. I'll start. I vote that we should get away from here," she declared. She nodded toward Ron, who for seemingly no reason, blushed.
"Ya… I mean wouldn't that be fun? Plus, we'd be occupied with all those Muggle things." He grinned at the idea. Harry was next. "Absolutely." He nodded.
"It'll be fun to look at how Muggles live." Ginny agreed. Mr. Weasley was almost hopping up and down. "Yes! I'll get to study Muggles closer, and all the kids can get Muggle jobs!" He clapped.
Mrs. Weasley thought about it. "Yes. We'll have to act as Muggles, and all of you will learn how to take care of yourselves without magic," she decided, grinning evilly.
"Wait a second! We can still use magic when nobody is watching!" Ron objected. Molly frowned. "I suppose," she allowed.
"Yes! So many unsuspecting Muggles… Ah, the glory… and it'll be fun to watch them struggle around when we can do everything with a wave of our wand," Greorge smiled as if imagining it.
Only Percy was left. There was a long silence. "I suppose so." He sighed finally. Everyone broke into cheers.
TWO HOURS LATER
Ron and Harry were packing in Ron's room. Harry had been staying with the Weasleys since the end of the war. They were packing all their Muggle clothes, as well as everything magical that had importance.
After three painstaking hours of packing, everyone was fit and ready to move. There was one problem. Where?
Hermione took out a Muggle map. She looked at it for a while and finally, she found a place.
"Forks! It's a tiny town. Completely inconspicuous," she announced. Molly narrowed her eyes. "What's the down side? It can't be so perfect," she argued.
"Well… that area is extremely rainy. I doubt there will be much sunny days," Hermione confessed. But this did not dampen anyone's mood. It didn't matter if it rained. It would simply fit their mood.
"Is there any way to go magically?" George suddenly asked, suspicious. "Of course there is! We can go by brooms or-" But Molly was interrupted.
"We can only go by plane." Hermione said. "By plane?" Percy shouted. "No! Surely we can go by train." Molly said, practically asking Hermione. But the young witch shook her head.
"There aren't any train stations." She sighed. Harry shrugged. "I've never been on a plane, but how bad can it be?" he questioned.
"Haven't you everseena plane? It's a giant piece of metal that somehow manages to fly!" Percy moaned. Mr. Weasley cleared his throat.
"I think we should go on the plane. We all agree that this place is just what we need, so let's go for it! I'll drive us to the nearest airport." He said.
And that's what he did. They had a few problems with documents and luggage, especially the owls and cat, but Hermione had been to an airport before. She knew what to do.
In no time, they were all seated in their assigned seats. Harry stared out his window as the plane began to move slowly. How was it supposed to fly? But, suddenly, it started to go fast,reallyfast. All the wizards and witches clutched the hands of their pair, except George and Percy.
Percy's eyes widened, but nothing more. George, on the other hand, was laughing like a maniac. Harry couldn't help chuckling a bit himself. It was nice to see George laughing again.
At long last, they arrived at the currently raining Port Angeles. And that wasn't even their destination. They needed a car. They managed to rent one and expanded it enough to fit their baggage in the trunk. They stuffed themselves inside, and off they went.
After forty minutes, Ginny, whom was in the middle of the backseat and could not see anything, asked, "Harry? We should be arriving now. What do you see?"
Harry looked out the window. "Um… a green, wet, and small place," he described. "I couldn't say it better myself," Hermione admitted. Ginny squirmed over to see, squashing Ron in the process. "Hey!" he objected, pushing her back.
"You'll all see in a moment. We have to get out anyway," Arthur sighed. "Why?" Everyone asked at the same time.
"Well Muggle moving is different than wizard moving. We'll have to sign some papers and… find a house," he confessed. Everyone groaned. Mr. Weasley parked and everyone struggled out to get some fresh air.
"Wow. You were right, Harry. Wet, green, and small." George chuckled, still not over his sudden laughing fit. They had stopped in front of a house. "Ok. Who's going to ask for help?" Arthur asked. Everyone looked at Harry and Hermione.
They grumbled and walked up to the house. Just as they were going to knock, the door opened.
There was an extremely handsome boy about their age standing there. He had bronze hair and golden eyes. He had his hand wrapped around a girl with dark brown eyes and hair. (Maybe you could describe more of their physical appearance.)
Immediately, The wizards and witches felt their Occlumency shields tighten with pressure. The boy got a confused expression across his face. They quickly composed themselves.
"Hello. We're sorry to disturb you, but do you know if there are any houses for sale here?" Harry asked, while Hermione eyed the couple suspiciously.
"Yes. There's one just five minutes away. That way." The girl pointed in that direction. Hermione smiled. "Thanks." They turned and ran back to the car.
Edward and Bella had been watching TV when Edward suddenly stood. "There's someone at the door." He said. They walked over and opened it.
Two people of their ages stood there. The first was a boy with black hair and green eyes. The second was a girl with light brown eyes and curly hair, the same color. Edward couldn't read their minds. They knew this. They darted their eyes around and looked at him suspiciously. Finally, they asked for directions and ran over to a large group of unfamiliar people.
"That was strange." Edward muttered. "Why? I guess itisa lot of people to be moving to Forks, but still… why strange?" Bella questioned.
"I couldn't read their minds, Bella. But they felt me trying." He explained. "Oh," was all she answered.
When they were all safely in the car, Harry and Hermione told the others what had happened.
"But he wasn't a wizard. I'm sure of it." Hermione sighed. "But he was definitely trying to get into our heads." Harry confirmed. The whole drive was like this, until they arrived to a house that had a signed reading "FOR SALE".
"A sullen woman was inside the house. She saw them and ran out. "Excuse me, miss. Could we buy this house?" Mr. Weasly asked. "I… Uh… Of course! I'll get the paperwork," she said, running back into the house.
After a few minutes, the house was paid and theirs. It wasn't very big. They would have to share rooms. Molly and Arthur stayed together in on. Then Ron and Harry in another. Ginny and Hermione shared, and George and Percy went to the last.
Since it was so early in the morning, they were able to use a little magic, and they settled in quickly. They all sat in the living room when they were done.
"I can't believe we actually did this. Living as Muggles! Who would have thought…" Molly trailed off. "I think this is bloody marvellous!" George offered. Even Percy smiled.
"Oh, but now to get you into school." Molly worried. "School?" Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny repeated with disbelief. "We graduated already!" Ron objected. "You graduated in wizard school. You still have a few more years left in the Muggle world," she said, waving her finger.
"How many more years?" he moaned. "About two," Hermione answered. George punched the air. "Yes!" He was old enough to not have to go. "But if you want a job, George, which youdo. You have to graduate as a Muggle. So you have to do at least the last year." Molly growled. He groaned again.
"No fair! Can't I just open a magic shop?" Everyone laughed, except Molly. "No. I wonder where we can buy parchment." She added. "Um… Mrs. Weasley? They don't use parchment in normal school. They use normal paper, and pens." Harry said, shrugging.
"Fine then. I'll go with Ginny and Hermione to get you all school supplies. I suppose you don't need a uniform since we're in America. Arthur, sign the kids in to the school. Harry, help him. Percy, try to find a job, you're too old for school. Ron, make sure George doesn't make anything explode." She instructed. Everyone went to their tasks.
They weren't fun (except for George's), but everyone was happy to be away. Everyone was thinking of the dead. They all contemplated the moment of peace, and went to their tasks.