THANX! to: Lemo The Lemon, WarriorByNight and I am a Banana (I love all the marshmellows!)
Chapter five: Arriving at The Marrow
"Okay now, remember the plan!" Don whispered, as he pushed the front door to the Marrow open - his home.
"Yep, sure. Now what was that again?" Andy whispered back.
Don sighed,
"Go to bed, act normal. Then wake up and say, 'Hey mum/Mrs. Weasel! Guess who appeared overnight!'"
"Donald..." Mione moaned.
"Well, Don how long did it take you to come up with that crap?" Andrew said shaking his head.
"Yea Don! How would Barry appear overnight! Hmmm? Apparate did he? Flew here on his magic carpet!" Lemo screeched.
"Hey, leave my magic carpet out of this..." Barry joked.
"You have a magic carpet!" Emo's eyes grew round, "Why bother with a broom. I mean a broom certainly starts to hurt like hell after awhile..."
Barry rolled his eyes,
"Emo, I don't really have-"
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU LOT BEEN!"
"Mummy!" Don said, opening his arms, hoping to breeze over the situation with a hug.
"BEDS EMPTY! NO NOTE! NO CAR! NO CLUES ABOUT WHERE YOU WENT! I WAS IN A RIGHT PANIC! YOUR PARENTS TRUSTED ME TO LOOK AFTER YOU! YOU COULD HAVE DIED! YOU COULD'VE BEEN SEEN! YOU COULD'VE RUN OUT OF GAS IN MID-FLIGHT! YOU COULD'VE-"
"Uhh...mum...Barry's here!" Don interupted, for a brief moment Mrs. Weasel's eyes flashed so dangerously Don cowered slightly,
"I'm going to die," he whimpered.
But Mrs. Weasel's eyes softened,
"Barry, dear of course I don't blame you one bit! You go and tuck into some breakfast," she said smiling.
"Uh...Thanks Mrs. Weasel..." Barry said scared. Then Mrs. Weasel turned back to the rest of them,
"YOU'RE ALL GREAT KIDS - BUT WOULD IT KILL YOU THINK! YOU'RE TEENAGERS - NEARLY ADULTS! YOU SHOULD BE ABLE THINK! WHAT IF - "
"Mum, they were treating him like dirt! There was bars on his windows and he was shut in his room while they had visitors! Mum, their cruel! It's like their ashamed - "
"DONALD RONALD WEASEL! ENOUGH! ARTHUR AND I WERE PLANNING ON COLLECTING BARRY FROM HIS AUNT AND UNCLES LATER TODAY!"
"You were?"
"YES LEAH! WE WERE!"
"Opps-"
"OPPS IS RIGHT! NOW I HAVE A RIGHT MIND TO SEND OWLS TO ALL OF YOURS PARENTS EXPLAINING-"
"Uh...Mrs. Weasel, Mione and my parents are muggle, they wouldn't really-"
"ANDREW WATSON! I DON'T CARE! I WOULD LIKE YOU ALL TO HAVE SOME BREAKFAST AND SOMEONE FOR GOD SAKE POUR ME A SCOTCH!"
Most of them exchanged looks,
"I don't know how much-"
"One shot or two Mrs. Weasel?" Andy asked brightly, Mrs. Weasel held up two fingers, while her other hand clutched her chest, "Sure Mrs. Weasel and I'm presuming Lemonade?" Mrs. Weasel nodded.