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Chapter 3: THE RICH PARENTS

"Ok, um Fred you first" said Mrs Weasley as everyone stood near the fire place.

"But Mum, are you sure they have a fireplace at the Delacour's house?" asked Ron looking puzzled.

"For the fifth time, yes Ron." hissed Mrs Weasley.

"Fred! We don't have all day!" yelled Mr Weasley impatiently.

Fred gave his father an unconcerned look and climbed into the fire place grabbed a hand full of powder and yelled: "UNDER A RAINBOW".

Then he was engulfed in a burst of emerald flames and disappeared.

"IM GOING TO KILL FRED!" yelled Mrs Weasley.

"Hahahh! George is a funny one, isn't he." laughed Fred.

Mr Weasley sighed and gave Fred a look of exasperation. "Please correct us when we mistake your names, won't you?"

"Fred, if you do the same as Fred…I mean George, you will no longer live in this house again! Do you hear me?" screamed Mrs Weasley.

"Blab-a-ba-ba-a-blah." said George in a bored voice as he stepped into the fire place, grabbing some powder and yelling: "SOMEWHERE."

"Remind me, Arthur Dear, that when they get back to turn them into lobsters, then cook them for Fleurs' parents!' yelled Mrs Weasley.

"Ok…your turn Harry dear." said Mrs Weasley, still breathing heavily.

Harry stepped into the fireplace. It was just like it had been five years ago.

"Now, this time dear shout: Number 6, St Salvator Street, Bordeux, France!" said Mrs Weasley.

Harry nodded. "See you all on the other side." winked Harry, and yelled:

"Number 6, St Salvator Street, Bordeux, France!"

And then came the strange sensation of feeling like he was being sucked down a giant plug hole, a sound of roaring, the flames of green, he was spinning spinning spinning ….. The roaring stopped and his body hit a hard ground.

"And who is zis?" said a voice from above Harry.

Harry focused and a living room came into picture. He pulled himself to his feet.

"Ohh! Zis is 'arry! I was telling you about him!" said another voice behind him.

He looked around. It was Fleur, looking prettier than ever before with pale pink robes on and a radiant smile.

But before him was the most beautiful house Harry had ever seen (except for the Burrow!).

Every inch was covered in some sort of marble, there were couches covered in a bright gold, pillows with amazing patterns on them, the fire place was the height of a Troll.

Everywhere there seemed to be beautiful marble statues of mer-people and unicorns, each door was painted in silver, with diamond door knobs.

Harry stood there, mouth opened until Ron fell on the Delacour's floor with a loud THUMP.

He acted exactly like Harry. "Ahh nice to meet you! I'm Ron Weasley" said Ron holding out a extremely dirty hand to a lady Harry had not yet noticed as her beautiful lilac robes blended seamlessly with the comfortable-looking gold-leafed couch she was sitting haughtily upon.

"Eet iz very nice to meet you too. I am Véronique Delacour and zis(-She indicated to a man who only just walked in-) is my husband Léon." said Fleur's mother, smiling at Ron, who smiled nervously back.

Véronique Delacour looked a lot like Fleur, except she was older and her hair was a shiny silvery grey. It was flowing down her shoulders much as Fleur's was. But her face was somewhat colder and harder than Fleur's and had (if possible) much more arrogance carved into it.

"And oh! Zis must be 'arry Potter! Oh yes, Fleur talks about you all the time." said Véronique , taking in Harry's scar.

"Er-nice to meet you!" said Harry, turning red to the thought of Fleur talking about him.

Harry and Ron turned away from the group after hearing Mr Weasley and Mrs Weasley hit the ground.

"Ron, I found out there is a woman and a man that have moved into Privet drive and the man is scruffy looking with cuts on his face and the woman has short pink hair!…now which two people fit that description?" asked Harry excitedly.

"Lupin and Tonks …but hang on what are they doing in a snooty place like that?" asked Ron, looking puzzled.

"I have no idea…but it really doesn't matter, right? I mean, they must have what ever it is they are doing under control?" said Harry.

"I dunno… but all I've heard is that Tonks is really happy again and that Lupin and her got together…they could be pretending to be a muggle to find out more about Voldemort-".

But Ron was cut off by Mrs Weasley yelling at them to come over.

"Zit down, zit down." said Véronique, ushering them towards the very comfy-looking couch.

Harry and Ron sat down. Bill and Fleur were sitting together. It was very hard to see Bill's expression with his face like it had been after Greyback's attack, but Harry could tell he was very happy. Fleur didn't care at all about his face. She just stared at him as though he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

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