2008
Harry hadn't been going to go to this weasley thing but at the last minute he had pulled on some clothes and aparated to a safer spot before, as unwise as he knew it was, jumpig on his broom and whooshing off to the burrow. The details of the get together had arrived by owl, an owl Harry didn't recognise, he had sent Hedwig to politely decline the offer, he was busy, the note tyed to her left leg said, she had looked happy when he had told her to take it to the burrow, pleased to be going somewhere she knew and liked for once.
Mr weasley answered the door, his face registering a strange mix of surprise and delight
"Harry!"
he had cried, almost nocking the broader man over in an unexpected, distinctly ungruff and manly hug
the rest of the family already there had pushed in to the hall by now and were looking at Harry with a mixture of expressions. Ginny was smiling at him, she looked very different from the image of the little 11 year old girl he had always had in his head, she was tall, her hair a darker red than it used to be, her eyes green like his, bill was standing at the back, no longer the tallest of the brothers and fred and george in front of him, looking as identical as ever, shocked grins plastered across there faces. Mrs weasley was at the front, smiling warmly.
"I knew you'd make it Harry"
he smiled, fiddling, as he always did when he was nervous, with his hair.
"jesus"
everybody, almost in unison turned and filed in to the kitchen
"did you fly?"
george nodded at the broom in harrys hand, Harry looked at it, surprised to find he was holding it at all
"yeah"
he touched it with his other hand
fred raised his eyebrows
"'spose theyd never suspend you though would they"
he smiled as he said it, defusing what could easily have been a malicious comment in that cheeky way he and his twin always had
mrs weasley turned away fro her enchanted sauce pans to shoo the clan out of her kitchen, the garden was bathed in midday sun although midday had long since passed and Harry was hit by a barrage of memorys.
"ron'll be here in a while"
Harry was lost in his thoughts and didn't hear the younger woman speak
"Harry"
she pulled on his sleeve, and repeated her sentence as he looked over
"Ron'll be here soon"
Harry nodded shakily, of course Ron was coming, that's why he wasn't going to but this morning, when he had disaperated from his bedroom he had half wanted to see his old friend as he always did, he walked along diagon ally and oxford street alike, eyes peeled for that shock of hair, not that he would want to see him anyway….
an: I am very sorry about the awfulness of this chapter :P