Chapter 4: The Burrow

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And there was only one more minute left until they were leaving Mrs. Figg's house. It was night so they decided not to Apparate to the Burrow. So Ron told them that a car would be picking them up. Sam was very disappointed by this since he wanted to Apparate so badly. "Well, I guess there must be another chance..." said Sam in an unhappy voice.

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They organized their stuffs and checked everything so they weren't missing anything. Then they were waiting outside waiting for the car.

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(A/N sorry, sorry but I like writing the seconds....)

However, soon enough right on time a car was outside waiting for them.

It was black, looked very new, and very fashionable.

Then they saw the window pull down in the front seat. And they found the twins, Fred and George, sitting in the front seats.

Fred was driving it though.

"Nice, car! Where did you get it? And how did you get in there?" asked Harry in amazement.

"What do you mean where did you get it. It's the car we had from 4 years ago when you and Ron were... (clearing his throat giving a look saying 'you know what') ... traveling in the car which landed SAFELY on the ground not even TOUCHING and BOTHERING the Whomping Willow."

Then everybody started laughing except Mrs. Figg and Sam who had no idea what they were talking about.

(But maybe Sam did understand a little bit since he had heard about the car from Harry on the first day he had met Harry.)

However Harry was thinking, 'Okay... Where did he get that car so new (magic?)? If we are supposed to ride that thing...are we all supposed to fit in there? I know it's a great car and things but then how are we supposed to fit in there? With my eyes, it looks like only 3 more people can fit in there.'

But soon all his questions were answered.

"Oy!" yelled Fred.

"Huh?" said Harry.

"Wu' are ya doin' there? Na comin' in?"

"Uhh... There are 7 more people coming. Don't you think..."

"Ya don't worry. We've got everthin' cleared up."

"Uhh... Okay.?"

Harry walked, rather faster than walking, to the car. And opened the back door, 'Wow!'

"Wow! What did you do to this car?"

"We FIXED it a bit."

When Harry had opened the car door, he didn't find just old plain 3 seats.

Instead he was looking inside of a limousine. At least 20 people could fit in the car! He sat in the middle and tested the chairs; they sure were comfy.

The others came in and in middle of their amusing moments; Fred and George went to put the luggage in the trunk.

Few minutes later when everyone was satisfied, Fred started the engine. First Fred drove the car into some woods where people won't usually go and pushed the invisibility button.

Then, they lifted off. Hermione was looked very frightened and confessed that she was afraid of heights; but later fell asleep in the back of the car.

Ginny, being very amused by the 'car' she was just examining the 'car', Fred and George said:

F: Gin. Please just go to sleep like...

G: Hermione.

F: She looks beautiful so how about you...

G: Sleep too?

F/G: Please! We don't want you to destroy our car by just looking at it.

Laughter broke out which woke Hermione up in confusion and made Ginny very upset.

But later on the trip (when Hermione went back to sleep) Ginny got over it and decide to go to sleep.

As time passed by, one by one, wizards and a muggle started falling asleep.

About 40 minutes before the arrival to the Burrow, Harry woke up by Sam sleep-talking.

"No please... No... She can't... He can't... No! Don't leave me... I'm alone... All alone... Please... You can't go... No..."

'What can he be talking about? Who's he? Who's she?'

Then Harry saw a tear from his eye dripping on the chair. So with worries Harry went over and decided to wake him up. He VERY lightly slapped his head. Sam's head was very sweaty, Harry definitely needed to wake him up out of THE nightmare.

"Ahh!" screamed Sam.

"Sam, it's me, Harry. Are you okay? You were having a nightmare."

"Oh, umm... I was... just"

"What were you dreaming about? You looked so terrified..."

"Ummm..."

"What is it?"

"Uh... that's, okay. It sounds a little weird but..."

"Yes?"

A/N: SORRY THAT I UPDATED SO LATE. I WAS SO BUSY! DON'T WORRY. NOW I'M PLANNING TO PUBLISH ATLEAST 3 CHAPTERS A WEEK. SO PLEASE DON'T STOP READING MY STORIES. PLEASE. NEXT UP:

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