I'm sorry it's been so long since I uploaded last. Real life's been a busy bitch! Enjoy!
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One day, Ash came home and walked into the kitchen, just in time to see a silvery Patronus in the shape of a lynx vanish from the table.
"What's going on?" she asked. Fred and George, who where seated at the table looked up.
"Oh, Ash, welcome home!" George exclaimed, rising from his seat. "Let me take your coat." Ash stood firm.
"What's going on?" she repeated, this time looking directly at Fred, who was staring at the floor. He looked up, and said, "It's fine, Ash. That," he gestured to the table, "Was Kingsley. He just needs some help with something."
"Yes, and it must be something dangerous. Kingsley wouldn't need help with anything nice and simple." George, who had sat down again, fidgeted.
"Ash, relax," Fred said soothingly. "The Order is planning to move Harry Potter from his muggle family to the Burrow, and Moody thinks he needs some extra protection."
"And of course you two have to be the protection!"
"Ash, come on!" George exclaimed. "Moody needs us for the plan! It'll be fine, so stop worrying!"
Ash sighed, and looked at George.
"I only worry because I care," she said softly.
"I know," George replied. "But we'll be fine. The plan is practically foolproof."
"Just be careful, okay?" Ash turned and looked at Fred.
"We'll leave on Saturday, and stay at the Burrow until the wedding," he said. "Don't come down until then." Ash opened her mouth to complain, then closed it.
"You're sure you'll be okay?" she asked again.
"Positive," Fred replied.
"Fine. This Potter kid better be something special."
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You know he's gonna save your butt someday, Ash. Poor Harry, he doesn't deserve to be badmouthed by my OC. Though I have always prefered the twins...
I promise I'll write more, sorry that I'm such a lazy arse.