Harri lay in her bed too excited to go back to sleep.

Later that day the Weasleys would be coming to pick her up and she could say goodbye to the Dursleys until next summer. She couldn't wait to see the Weasley family again as well as Hermione, and to top it off, they were going to go to the Quidditch World Cup!

It was the early hours of the morning and she knew the Weasleys wouldn't be coming until the evening but Harri was just too excited to get back to sleep. She gave a sigh before giving up on even attempting to sleep, putting on her glasses and walking over to her desk.

On top of the small wooden table were various letters she had received over the summer. When news of Aunt Petunia putting the whole of Privet Drive on a diet for her large cousin Dudley came to light, Harri had been quick to write to her friends and she had been sent many a treat back from them. As well as the usual correspondence, she had also received several cakes for her 14th birthday the previous week.

Harri looked over to the empty owl cage on the far side of the room and gave a sad smile. She had to remind herself she was right to write to Sirius regarding the weird dream about the man named Frank being killed by Voldemort, Wormtail by his side. Harri knew it hadn't been a normal dream when she woke up and her scar was throbbing. But it had been a few days now since she sent Hedwig with her letter to her Godfather, and she was beginning to wonder if everything was okay. Scenarios of Hedwig getting caught or Sirius being back in Azkaban came to mind and it took Harri a moment to calm her fears and try and think positive. Sirius was probably just far away and it was taking Hedwig a while to find him.

Harri turned to look back to her desk and a smile came over her face when she looked over the letters she had gotten from George Weasley. The two didn't normally write to each other during the summer, Harri usually only wrote to Hagird, Ron and Hermione. But George had mentioned on the train home if she had any more prank ideas she should write to him and Fred. It took her a week but when she saw Dudley unsuccessfully try and break the lock on the biscuit tin, she had the idea of a lock that would only open with a password and would shout insults to you if you got it wrong.

Harri for some reason had only addressed the letter to George and was thrilled to find he wrote back to her. She realised though she didn't want the conversation to end and ended up asking him questions about his summer and before she knew it, the pair had exchanged multiple letters over the past few weeks. After the first few Harri began to wonder how long he would take to reply, eagerly awaiting his letters over her others. Her heart would even do a weird jolt whenever she saw his handwriting on the envelope addressed to her.

Harri looked over the letter he sent last week talking about the World Cup and how he and Fred would be coming with Ron to pick her up, another thing that made her stomach give a little flutter. George said he and Fred had a surprise for her when she visited. Harri began to imagine what it could be; images of George sweeping her up into a hug and telling her how much he had missed her….

Harri paused in her thoughts and wondered what exactly she was thinking. He was her friend and Ron's brother, like an older brother to her too. But this fantasy wasn't the first of a similar theme about her and George. Harri had to acknowledged she was starting to think of George less and less like a brother.

The teenage girl looked out the window and could see the sun was starting to rise. She quickly put all thoughts of George Weasley to the back of her mind, and instead focused on packing her case ready for her much needed departure from Privet drive.

It was now 5:30pm and the Weasleys were late. Harri was sat on the stairs, trying to drown out her Uncle in the living room ranting about how inconsiderate her friends were, when a large bang caught all their attention. Dudley came hurrying out the living room and didn't answer Harri's questions when she asked what had happened.

Harri hurried into the room and came across her Aunt and Uncle looking petrified at the boarded-up fireplace. The young witch could hear banging and scraping coming from behind the wall.

"What is it?" gasped Aunt Petunia, "what is it Vernon?"

Before her Uncle could answer though, voices from the other side of the wall could be heard, Harri had the dreadful realisation the Weasleys had come via Floo powder, to a fireplace that was covered up and had no exit.

"Ouch! Fred, no –go back, go back, there's been some kind of mistake – tell George not to – OUCH! George no, there's no room, go back quickly and tell Ron-"

"Maybe Harri can hear us, Dad – maybe she'll be able to let us out-"

There was a loud hammering of fists on the boards behind the electric fire.

"Harri? Harri can you hear us?"

The Dursleys rounded on Harri like a pair of angry wolverines.

"What is this?" growled Uncle Vernon. "What's going on?"

"It's them, but they've come by Floo powder – they can travel by fire you see but I don't think they were expecting our fireplace to be covered up." Harri tried to explain as she rushed over the wall so the Weasleys could hear her. "Mr Weasley? Fred? George?" At her calling their names she heard someone give a loud shh and the banging stopped. "Hey, it's Harri. The fireplace has been blocked up so you'll need to come another way."

Harri continued to communicate through the wall to them, Mr Weasley becoming interested in the electric fire. At one point, Ron joined the already squashed group earning some pretty sarcastic remarks from the twins. Harri found herself laughing but quickly stopped when she saw the scowls on her Aunt and Uncle's faces.

Harri listened to Mr Wealsey as he told her to stand back. She did as she was instructed and before Vernon could ask what was about to happen, a large bang erupted from the fireplace.

Harri opened her eyes to see the room was now layered in dust with bits of rock lying about. Her mouth dropped opened in disbelief at what had just happened. Her Aunt was lying flat on her back having been sent flying over the coffee table. Her Uncle was quick to go after her and help her up. The pair stared, speechless at the sight of the bright red-headed family stood in the middle of the room.

The Weasleys looked around and the group erupted into smiles when they manged to find Harri stood by the sofa. At the sight of them, Harri found her mouth forming a smile, wanting to laugh at the absurdity of it all. She could tell Ron had grown again and was now taller than the twins, both of who were still tall but slightly shorter and stockier compared to their younger brother. Harri herself had had a growth spurt over the summer but reckoned she would still only reach the bottom of Ron's head now. She tried not to pay attention to the flutter in her stomach when she caught George's eye.

"That's better," panted Mr Weasley, brushing dust from his long green robes and straightening his glasses. "Ah - you must be Harri's Aunt and Uncle."

Mr Weasley held his hand out to the Dursleys but Harri wasn't surprised when her Aunt and Uncle made no move to shake it. Petunia had seemed to enter a state of shock as she surveyed her once pristine living room, now covered in a fine layer of dust and bits of rumble on the floor.

"Er – yes – sorry about that," Mr Weasley said lowering his hand and looking over his shoulder at the blasted fireplace. He went on to explain why they had chosen to come via Floo powdered and he had managed to get Privet Drive linked just for today. For all the Durselys cared he could have been speaking in Parseltongue by the way they were staring at him.

Mr Weasley thankfully turned the attention back to Harri and asked about her trunk. She told them it was all packed and ready to go upstairs.

"We'll get it," said Fred at once. As he and George walked past her, George sent her a wink and Harri could tell by the heat in her face, she was blushing quite heavily. By the way they were looking around as they left the room Harri had a feeling the pair wanted to spot Dudley, having heard a lot about her cousin from her.

Mr Weasley tried to make small talk, asking questions about the electricity in the house but the Dursleys were refusing to answer. Ron and Harri shared a quick look before both had to turn away to avoid laughing out loud.

The sound of her trunk being carried down the stairs seemed to scare Dudley in to coming back into the living room. Harri answered Mr Weasley's questions and introduced Dudley to him, again having to avoid looking at Ron as she knew she would laugh if she saw his expression.

The twins came back into the room with all her stuff. They glanced around as they entered and spotted Dudley. Their faces cracked into identical, evil grins.

"Ah right," said Mr Weasley. "Better get cracking then." He pushed up his sleeves of his robes and took out his wand. Harri saw the Dursleys draw back against the wall. "Incendio." Flames rose from the fireplace once more. Mr Weasley held out a small drawstring bag, which Harri guessed contained Floo powder. "Off you go then Fred."

"Coming," said Fred. "Oh no – hang on-"

A bag of sweets had spilled out of Fred's pocket and the contents were now rolling in every direction. He scrambled around. Cramming them back into his pocket, then gave the Dursleys a cheery wave, stepped forward and walked right into the fire. In a moment, he was gone.

George was next. Harri came forward and helped him carrying her trunk to the fireplace. She tried to ask with a look about what the whole thing with the sweets was, but he just sent her a mischievous grin back. Harri thought he looked rather handsome when he smiled like that.

Ron was quick to follow George, leaving Harri and Mr Weasley.

"Guess I'll see you next summer," Harri gave a small smile towards her Aunt and Uncle, who merely grunted in response. She wasn't surprised though, and made her way to the fireplace.

Mr Weasley's hand on her shoulder stopped her and she turned around to see him looking at the Dursleys with amazement

"Harri said goodbye to you," he said. "Didn't you hear her?"

"It's okay Mr Weasley, I don't mind." Harri tried to tell the Weasley patriarch but he didn't want to drop the subject as easily as she did.

"You aren't going to see your niece 'til next summer," he continued with mild indignation. "Surely you're going to say goodbye?"

Harri could see fury cross Uncle Vernon's face at the idea of being schooled on politeness by Mr Weasley. But the wizard still had his wand out and Harri could see her Uncle's beady eyes dart quickly down to it.

"Goodbye then." Uncle Vernon managed to spit out.

"Bye," Harri gave a small quick smile before placing one foot into the fire. She felt the flames tickle and a comfortable warmth overcome her. However, a horrible gagging sound caused her to turn around.

Dudley's mouth was open and his eyes wide as he began to choke on his tongue which was growing ever bigger by the second. Harri could see the sweet wrapper on the floor next to him and a wicked grin spread across her features as she thought of the twins.

Mr Weasley tried his best to help but her Aunt and Uncle were having none of it. The balding wizard soon had to duck out the way as Vernon began throwing things at him to stop him getting anywhere near Dudley. When Mr Weasley suggested Harri should go ahead, she didn't need to be told twice and was quick to send herself off to the Burrow.

Harri landed on her backside but didn't care as she was laughing too hard at the image of Dudley's tongue swelling to a size it could no longer stay in his mouth and was nearly touching the floor.

"I'm guessing your cousin went for it then?" George asked as he held out a hand to her and helped her up. Harri hoped no one noticed the way her cheeks flushed for a brief moment.

"You left a sweet lying around, of course he went for it," Harri said, smiling at him. "What was that?"

"Ton-Tongue Toffee," Fred said brightly from the kitchen table. He was sat with Ron and two older men. If Harri had to take a guess, she would say they were Ron's oldest brothers Bill and Charlie.

The two older red-heads were quick to come introduce themselves and Harri was right they were the two Weasley children she had yet to meet. Bill was a curse breaker for Gringotts and his seemed the epitome of cool. Charlie on the other hand, had a more relaxed look, his hands rough from working with dragons.

"That wasn't funny Fred!" Mr Weasley shouted. Harri tried not to jump up in fright having not expected him to appear out of thin air. "What on earth did you give that Muggle boy?"

"I didn't give him anything," Fred pointed out with an evil grin. "I just dropped it…it was his fault he went and ate it, I never told him to."

"You dropped it on purpose!" Roared Mr Weasley, Harri had never seen him this angry. "You knew he'd eat it, you knew he was on a diet-"

"How big did his tongue get?" George asked eagerly.

"It was four-foot-long before his parents would let me shrink it!"

Harri couldn't help but laugh along with the other Weasley children in the room. The image of Dudley stuck with such an enormous tongue was conjured in her mind and she was upset she had been so quick to leave now.

"It isn't funny!" Mr Weasley continued. "That sort of behaviours seriously undermines Wizard-Muggle relations! I spend half my life campaigning against the mistreatment of Muggles, and my own sons-"

"We didn't give it to him because he's a Muggle," Fred said indignantly.

"No, we gave it to him because he's a great bullying git," said George, "isn't he Harri?"

"He really is Mr Weasley," Harri said earnestly. "Last week, for three days the only food I had to eat was my dinner after Dudley kept stealing my lunch and breakfast off me."

Mr Weasley gave her a sympathetic smile but he was not swayed. "I'm sorry that happened Harri but two wrongs don't make a right. Wait until your mother hears about-"

"Hears about what?" Mrs Weasley asked as she walked into the kitchen. Behind her, Ginny and Hermione appeared sending Harri wide smiles when they saw her.

The was a tense moment in the kitchen as Mrs Weasley waited for her answer. By the look on Mr Weasley's face, he had had no intention of sharing what had happened with Mrs Weasley. Sensing an argument was about to break out, Hermione suggested Ron show Harri to where she would be staying.

Harri could hear Mrs Weasley shouting at the twins all the way at the top of the burrow when she was in Ron's room with Hermione and Ginny. Ron had been a bit embarrassed when he told Harri he would be staying in his room because Hermione was with Ginny and Charlie and Bill were in Charlie's room together. Harri didn't mind though and said after sleeping in a cupboard under the stairs for 11 years, everything was an upgrade. What she was more interested to hear was what Fred and George had been up to, and what exactly Weasley Wizard Wheezes was.

Harri was sat by the fireplace in the burrow, twirling her newly cut hair around her finger. Bill had been grateful to her over dinner when she distracted Mrs Weasley's quest to cut his, by offering her own up to her. The Weasley matriarch had been more than willing to style it, and this year Harri asked for the raven locks to be cut to just above her shoulders. The thick pieces of hair couldn't decide if they want to be straight or curly, some would called them unruly but Harri liked her hair just the way it was. For her hair was something she shared with her father and she wouldn't change that for the world.

Hermione and Ginny had already headed to bed and Ron was sat in a corner playing chess with Charlie. No doubt Percy was rambling on about his cauldron bottoms to Mr or Mrs Weasley. Harri looked around to look for the twins and found George sat by himself working on something.

It was strange Harri thought, to find one without the other. Harri found herself moving without thinking, to join him, an odd desire of wanting to be in his company.

"So," Harri said as she sat down, a soft smile on her face. George looked up and began trying to hide the parchment from view, before realising it was Harri. His demeanour relaxed as the younger girl sat next to him, and a small smile came across his face. "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, huh?"

"Who told you?" George asked, with a little apprehension in his voice.

"Ron and Ginny," Harri answered. "Guess those Ton-Toffee's were the surprise you talked about in your letter."

"Yeah, what did you think?" George asked, eagerness in his eyes. "I mean, you did inspire them after all, coming up with the ingenious idea of pranks hidden as sweets."

"I loved it." Harri said honestly, a hint of blush in her cheeks from his compliment. "You shouldn't admit it was my idea though, I might ask for a percentage of the profits."

"So you think we can sell them?"

"Think? George, I've been telling you and Fred for years you should charge for your services," Harri said with a bright smile. "I think Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is going to be fantastic!"

Relief swept across George's features and Harri had the sad thought this must be the first time someone apart from him and Fred, had had belief in their dream.

"Where is Fred anyway?" Harri asked, looking around but seeing no sign of him.

"Upstairs writing a letter to Angelina." George nodded his head in the direction of their room. "The two have been writing nonstop all summer so far."

"He asked her out yet? Or still pining in secret?" Harri asked. Neither one realised they were sat in a corner in their own little world.

"I'm afraid my twin has yet to gather the courage to ask," George replied. "No matter how many times I tell him she would say yes if he asked."

"I'm sure by the end of the year you'll have found a way to get them together," Harri gave George's shoulder a playful nudge with her own.

"Oh I already have several plans ready to go," George sent her a smirk and Harri found her lips automatically smiling back.

The two fell in a comfortable silence as they both watched Ron take out the last of Charlie's chess pieces to win the game. Harri went to open her mouth to say something when Mrs Weasley came bustling into the room, grabbing all their attentions.

"Right, off to bed with you all," She said with a stern voice but Harri could see the smile in her eyes. "You'll be up early in the morning and you all need a good night's sleep."

"See you in the morning," Harri said to George before heading up the stairs, Ron right behind her.

Once in Ron's room, the pair quickly found themselves in their beds.

"What were you and George talking about?" Ron asked but Harri could tell from his voice he was about to fall asleep.

"Nothing really," Harri shrugged, her own eyes starting to feel tired.

The gentle breathing in the room signalled Ron had indeed fallen asleep. With her eyes closed Harri was quick to follow her friend, the smiling face of George Weasley the last image she thought of before sinking into a deep slumber.

Hello Everyone

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