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DRATELLE 40000

Harry retold the dream he had dreamt to Mrs and Mr Weasley, (Hermione said it would be a good idea) and just like Harry had hoped Mr Weasley sent a urgent owl to the ministry worrying if they would take Harry's dream seriously.

"If they don't then…. There is no hope what so ever " said Mrs Weasley as he sat down at the Delator's table reading the latest daily prophet.

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down as well eating their breakfast that Véronique had cooked for them while she stood near the silver stove staring at Harry.

"So ER how are we going to get to the Wedding" asked Ron as he ate a piece of French toast, but before Véronique could answer someone behind Harry answered for her.

" DRATELLE 40000" Harry turned around and there stoo d near the silver stove staring at Harry.

"So ER how are we going to get to the Wedding" asked Ron as he ate a piece of French toast, but before Véronique could answer someone behind Harry answered for her.

" DRATELLE 40000" Harry turned around and there stood Fred and George looking very happy.

"WHERE DID YOU TWO GO!" yelled Mrs Weasley as she came barging through the door." Oh fantastic I'll tell, I'll tell when I yelled under a rainbow I ended up at this small cafe in this muggle town they had really gross milkshakes". said Fred as though Christmas had come early.

"Oh and I when I said somewhere I went to …well quite odd but I went to outer space …and there was a chimney…and Proffesor Sprout and then we had tea and oh it was grand"said George imatating Mrs Weasley's voice.

"That's nice but-BOTH OF YOUR BROOMS ARE GROUNDED FOR THREE MONTHS!" spat Mrs weasley with her nose twitching.

"Mother dear don't you think that is a tad harsh" whispered Fred.

"I'LL SHOW YOU HARSH FRED WEASLEY NOW GO AND GET CHANGED FOR THE WEDDING" yelled Mrs Weasley trembling with anger. There was a loud CRACK and Fred and George had vanished.

"Um I was going to add… where in the muggle world did we ever get DRATELLE 40000" said Ron nervously.

"Oh um they belong to the Delacours I've heard Léon is a fine flier'' muttered Mrs Weasley with a dreamy look on her face.

"Oh oh ok," said Ron looking very disappointed.

"ER-what is the DRATELLE 40000"asked Harry lazily not caring.

"Only the best broom you have ever seen" sighed Ron.

"So we are going to the Wedding by broom?" asked Harry feeling puzzled.

"Yep our brrrroooms are white zo it goes well" smiled Véronique but Harry didn't feel like giving one back in return he just stared some place else.

"Ok everyone we are leaving, " said Mr Weasley as he came through the doors looking very excited. Véronique gave a little squeal of excitement then went back through the door.

"come on now Harry and Ron come on," said Mrs Weasley ushering them out of the door. Harry and Ron followed.

"Out zere!" yelled Véronique as she pointed to a silver door leading outside. Fleur's sister was standing next to her mother Véronique Harry didn't see her come in. Everyone including Fred, George and Ginny followed Véronique into the room with the silver door it seemed to leave outside into a beautiful landscape there Mountains and a big river there were acres be on acres of naked land it felt relaxing just staring at it.

"now where iz ze brrrrooms!" screamed Véronique.

"over 'ere''said Léon pointing to a couple of bright white brooms lying on the ground the whole group turned.

"oh 'es now everyone may go over and take a brrrroom"smilied Véronique in a horrible manner.After everyone had chosen a broom they all stood there waiting for Stephaine to give the orders.

"and now we goz!" Yelled Véronique pointing towards the sky.

''We goz what" cakled Fred.

"We take off come oh come on!" screamed Véronique.

Everyone suddenly understood and with the count of three they all kicked hard on the ground and took off. It was just the feeling Harry needed to feel better the same feeling like all his worries had been taken away he was flying again, free nothing but the breeze in his hair and the whoosh of air every time he sped up.

"Just 'ere make a zop 'ere!" yelled Véronique as she started pointing towards a cloud.

"Are you mad that's just a cloud!" sceamed George who was on the right on Harry.

"Follow me or go back!" yelled Véronique as she shot George a filthy glance.

"Well so-rr-y, half of the time I can berley understand you" muttered George as he flew next to Mrs Weasley.

"George how dare you say that, her accent had nothing to do with her personality" hissed Mrs Weasley as she gave George's broom a little nudge.

"um where is Véronique"asked Harry as he noticed that they weren't following her.

"yeah where is she"said Ron looking worried (he wasn't exactly controlling his broom).

"I AM OVER 'ERE MIS-FITS"sceamed Véronique's voice .

"where" yelled Hermione as she searched the from left to right. Just then Harry spotted Véronique she was standing on the huge cloud she suggested earlier.

'' How did you do that?" asked Ron as he spotted her to.

'' Trwick of mine!"yelled Véronique.

"now get over here ze wedding startz zoon"said Véronique.