Sorry about the wait. I accidentally deleted the WHOLE BLOODY CHAPTER. Ugh! So sorry if this one isn't up to scratch.

3.

George had finally given up at trying to pry the answer out of Fred, and was snoring contently. His twin however, was wide awake and too stressed to even contemplate sleeping. George had become bored with Fred's discomfort tonight, but what about the next morning? Being a Weasley twin did not only give you a baddass reputation at Hogwarts. It meant that if you put your mind to it you are able to figure anything out. Anything.

Fred checked the time. 2:07. No point in trying to get to sleep while all types of questions were running around his head.

Would she tell anyone?

Would she talk to him at all this holiday?

And the most pressing question;

What's going to happen tomorrow?

Fred rose from his bed and made his way downstairs to the kitchen. He set the kettle on to boil and rummaged through the fridge, searching for a suitable snack. He made his way to the living room with a hunk of his mums famous chocolate cake and a steaming mug of tea. He nursed the boiling cup, occasionally blowing on it and enjoying the isolation. This was one of the few times he'd ever found the Burrow's first floor completely empty. Being in a family as big as the Weasley's was fun and games, but after a while it did get rather cramped. After sitting there for a good half hour with only his thoughts and a cuppa to keep him company he decided that he might as well try to get some sleep, army least to prepare for the big day ahead of him. As he rose and turned, he heard a small squeaking sound. He threw up his hands, exasperated. On top of all that had happened tonight, the Burrow was turning into a mice hotel?

He made a mental note to remind his parents about it tomorrow at breakfast. As he strode out of the living room, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

On further inspection, he realised that the squeak wasn't from a rogue mouse. It was from a Miss Hermione Granger, who was currently huddled next to the bookcase, clinging onto it for dear life.

Well this night just keeps getting better and better.

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