Dinner

Fred and George got along pretty well once Shin had left. They were back to skeming up new products in their line of 'Ghostly Presents', and their old friend Lee Jordan even dropped by, and told them about his summer.

But at the end of the day, as they started to close up, neither of them could help but worry about Shin and Ginny... they had not returned yet.

"They could of been raped or something!" George said, panicing.

"By Draco," Fred answered in a low hiss that his brother ignored.

"Or kidnaped!"

"By Draco."

"Molested!"

"By Draco."

"Killed!"

"By Draco again."

"Okay," George stopped, looking at Fred. "Your two cents mean absolutely nothing because your actually calling him Draco, instead of Malfoy, so you must at least respect him."

"Cross off all the Dracos," Fred said with a shrug. "And replace Malfoy. There, all better." George sighed.

"This is serious... where could they be?"

"Ginny's probably safe and sound at home," Fred reassured him.

"Yeah," George agreed, nodding. "So... what are we waiting for? Lets go!"

Together the two of them headed into the backroom, and Fred waited as George went through the fire. He couldn't help but wait a few moments and remember his dream about Shin...

Shaking his head, his threw the floo powder into the fire, and stepped into it as well.

"The Borrow!"

As George fell out of the fire, many sets of hands picked him back up and dusted him off. By the time all the hussle and bussle had settled down and he could see everyone, Fred had fallen through and they moved to help him.

He was shocked, to say the least. Ginny (thank god) was there, sitting at the table, and with her sat Shin and Draco, both looking slightly uncomfortable with their surroundings. Harry must of come over sometime during the day, as he and Bill were helping none of then Tonks dust off Fred. Their mum was just setting dinner out on the table, and their dad must of still been at work.

"What are they doing here?" he heard Fred say from behind him as he pushed away the helping hands.

"Saw 'em three in Diagon Ally," another voice said. Looking to the right, George saw Mad-Eye Moody cleaning his eye. "Couldn't let 'em be going around by 'emselves, so I brought 'em to the safest place I know of... here."

"I'm flattered, Alastor," Molly said, blushing. George smiled at the guests warmly and sat down at the table with Fred.

"Where's Ron?" Harry asked, sitting down and carefully not looking at Draco. It seemed that he had been told about the dragon 'turning over a new leaf', but didn't like it. Instead of beating him to a bloody pulp like Fred seemed to want to do, the boy-who-lived favoured to ignore him.

"Romania," Bill said, sitting down beside Draco. He on the other hand, seemed to not mind the intruder at all. It was a welcome relief. "Don't tell mum, but he's doing more then just 'observing' the dragons there... I reckon he's gonna have a few good burns and be in shape when he gets back to school.

"I would still like to know what he's doing here," Fred said from George's right, glaring at Draco.

"Mum invited him," Ginny answered; she also seemed to just ignore Draco as much as possible. "Said that he was skin and bones..."

"That's because he is," Shin interrupted. She poked Draco, who just rolled his eyes. "Look at him! Poke him too much and he would snap in half."

"I'm not that boney," Draco hissed, looking at the table. He was a good friend now and all, but George couldn't help but chuckle as he squirmed.

"Now, now dearies," Molly said, coming back into the room. "Don't worry, we'll get some meat on those bones yet! Alastor, but your eye away and sit down! Tonks, -please- tell me you didn't invi-"

"Anybody home!" a familiar voice called. The door opened, and in walked Mundungus, wearing his shabby trench coat as always. Molly just gave him a discriminating look, and returned to the kitchen. "Wha? Was it somethin' I said?" Everyone at the table laughed, but they all sat down. Tonks, Bill and Draco got into a conversation about quidditch, while Harry lasped into silence. Ginny swapped places with Moody, and him and Shin started a whispered conversation; Ginny, who kept throwing Draco dirty looks, joked with Mundungus. That left Fred and George to continue their skeming.

The dinner itself was magnificent. Pork chops, potatoes with gravy, beans, cassoral, a large jug of fresh pumpkin juice amoung other things. They had only just started eating, when the sound of a whip being cracked deafened everyone, and Arthur Weasley appeared.

"Hullo Molly dear," he said dully, kissing his wife's cheek and sitting down in his normal seat. It was a few moments until he realised that he had guests. "By goves! Miss Greu! It's you again! And Alastor! What are you doing here? Mundungus, how did you get in without a broken jaw? And Nymphadora-"

"Tonks," Tonks interrupted him. "How many times -must- I say that?" The entire table burst out in laughter, and dinner seemed fine. Nothing wrong, what-so-ever...

Until pudding that is.

"Draco dear," Molly said, giving him and Harry thirds of icecream. "You never told us where you were staying."

"Shin and I are staying at the Leaky Cauldron," Draco answered, gladdly eating what was put infront of them. Molly stared at him, as if he had just commited the biggest crime in the world.

"Alastor, you let two children stay in the Leaky Cauldron -all- summer!" she shrieked. Everyone winched.

"Greu is a very responsable girl," Moody reasoned, patting Shin's shoulder with one of his whithered hands. "It's perfectly fi-"

"No," Molly glared at him. "I flat out refuse. It must cost a fortune! And with what the poor darlings are going through... no, they must stay here."

"Mum," Fred said, trying to sound like he was saying a joke. "When Mad-eye said that this was the safest place he knew... he didn't -mean- that this was the safest-"

"Your not changing my mind," Molly said simply, sitting down and smiling at Draco and Shin. "Welcome to the borrow dearies."

"I pity you Harry," George muttered. "You hate his guts still, and you'll most likely be stuck in a room with him for the rest of the summer!"

After dinner had finally finished, Shin went and sat out on the porch by herself. It wasn't too long until Moody joined her. They both looked up at the almost full moon in silence for a long time. Finally, she broke it.

"It was nice of her to let us stay here," she said softly. "Stupid, but very nice."

"Yes, very stupid move," Moody agreed. "But just don't draw attention to yerself, and no one will be put in danger."

"I still can't believe that his own father would do that to him," Shin sighed. "Living out his life for him..."

"Terrible, ain't it?" Moody nodded. "But he'll be tracked down, don't worry. And the kid can live his own life now... as soon as he learns to life, that is."

"Yeah," Shin looked to the ground, and shivvering, rubbed at her bare arms. Something heavy fell over her shoulders, and looking up, she saw that Moody had shed his travelling cloak. She pulled it around her, and looked to the stars again. "I just can't believe something, every Lucius Malfoy, would use the Imperius Curse on his own son..."

"And the Cruciatus Curse the rare times he was able to fight off the Imperius," Moody added.

"Pity," Shin sighed again, tears coming to her eyes. "He was born, but never got to live... truly a pity..."