Chapter 15 - Rescuing Harry
I recieved two owls the next day. One from Ron and the other from Hermione, both asking if I was dating Cedric Diggory. It seems that the twins told Ron as soon as they got in and even went to the trouble of sending owl's to Harry and Hermione. Percy wasn't happy with the missuse of his owl to throw about gossip, according to Ron. I recieved nothing from Harry but still told the others exactly what happened. I also told them both I was worried about Harry and told Ron we should go get Harry on his birthday for a present, I didn't really want to wait any longer. So it was decided that me, Ron, Fred and George would go and get him on the night of his birthday. Ron asked his mum if it was okay for me to stay before school and here I am, arriving at the burrow the monday before we planned to go. I made Uncle Moony promise to not tell mum and dad that I was going to the weasley's and, in turn, I promised to go see Uncle Moony three night's before we had to leave for Hogwarts as it was a full moon and he wanted me there like last time, it was the least I could do for my favourite uncle. As soon as I arrived through the fireplace, I was enveloped in a hug from Ron.
"How's my favourite Gryffindor girl?" He asked whispering in my ear.
"I'm great, Ronnie. Yourself?" I grinned at him.
"Good." Ron smiled as Fred and George pulled me into a hug.
"Ooh, Ced. Kissy kissy kiss, Ceddy!" Fred and George yelled as loud as they could in their poor immatation of my voice.
"For the last time, I AM NOT DATING CEDRIC DIGGORY!" I growled at the twins causing them to laugh. Mr. and Mrs Weasley came forward to introduce me followed by Ron's little sister, Ginny.
"Hello my dear, I'm Molly Weasley and this is Arthur. Welcome to our home." Mrs Weasley said in a head-of-the-house tone that I'd heard mum use loads of times.
"I'm Ash Hyde." I replied pleasently. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs Weasley, Mr. Weasley. Thank you for letting me stay, your house is beautiful."
"Thank you, Ash." Mrs Weasley smiled happily at me.
"The pleasure is all ours. Any friend of the Weasley boys is always welcome, you may be able to keep the boys in check." Mr. Weasley chuckled. I grinned at Fred, Ron and George with an evil glint in my eye, the three of them gulped making Mr. and Mrs. Weasley chuckle more.
"You'll be staying in Ginny's room with Ginny." Mrs Weasley smiled.
"It's nice to meet you Ginny." I said to Ginny.
"You too, Ash. It's brilliant that I finally get a room mate. I can't wait to go to Hogwarts!" Ginny gushed.
"We'll leave you to get settled. Ron will show you where it is. Ginny, come and help me make tea." Mrs Weasley ordered.
"I'll see you later, Ash." Ginny smiled.
"Looking forward to it, Gin." I replied. Ginny flashed me a blinding smile before following Mrs Weasley out of the room while Mr. Weasley excused himself to go tinker with some muggle stuff in his garage. This left me we the three boys that I needed to speak to. "I need to talk to you three." I stated.
"We'll go up to my room." Ron replied.
"We'll get your trunk." Fred and George said together. We trecked up the many flights of stairs up to Ron's room, the twins joined us after dumping my trunk in Ginny's room, a floor below Ron's room and across from the twins. No wonder all the Weasley's were skinny fuckers. I kicked off my shoe's and layed on Ron's bed making myself comfortable.
"Make yourself at home." Ron said sarcastically.
"I have done, Ronniekins." I replied grinning. "So, what's the plan for Harry? Still the night of his birthday?"
"Yeah. We'll be going by car." Ron stated.
"Car?" I asked.
"It's a muggle use of transport that dad has modified to fly and be invisible. It's quite useful for this situation, actually." Ron said thoughtfully.
"We will show you the car later." Fred said.
"We'll be able to go at around 11pm on Harry's birthday." George started.
"Mum will be visiting Mrs Finnigan so she'll be out late and dad will be working that night." Fred continued.
"It's lucky really. Fred'll be driving." George finished.
"Good plan." I smiled.
"That it is." The twins said together.
"How good are you at driving that thing?" I asked aprehensively.
"Fred pretty good at flying dad's car." Ron comforted me.
"Okay." I replied slowly just as Mrs Weasley called up the stairs.
"Boys, Ash, dinner!" She yelled.
"Coming!" The four of us called downstairs to Mrs Weasley together. Seconds later all of us where laughing our arse's off at how easily I would fit in with the Weasley's while we made our way down the stairs. By the time I would return to Hogwarts, I would hate stairs.
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The four of us all went to bed as soon as Mrs Weasley left at about eight o'clock, so we would be able to get some sleep before we left, leaving Percy babysitting Ginny. Three hours later, Ron was sneaking into my room to wake me and tell me to get dressed with Fred and George waiting at the door.
"Wake up, Ash." Ron whispered into my ear. My eye's flew open in shock at the close proximity of Ron.
"Get out of my face, Ron. I'm up, I'm getting dressed now fuck off." I growled making all three of them chuckle but they left, closing the door quietly. I dimly lit the lamp, so I wouldn't wake Ginny, and slipped on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt then carried my trainers, sneaking out of the room and then downstairs to the door where I put them on. None of us made a sound as we snook out to the car, I held my breath until we were pulling out of the garage and flying in the air for fear of getting caught. I demanded to sit in the front while Ron and George were in the back. We all were cheering as we started flying away from the burrow. "This will work." I said confidently.
"Harry Potter here we come." Ron laughed as we continued cheering. We playfully bantered as we flew to Surrey. The conversation about getting me married into the Weasley family started because I was already like a Weasley.
"I think you should marry Percy." Fred stated. "Bill and Charlie and way to old for you."
"Percy?" I spluttered before throwing my head back laughing. "Hermione is more Percy's type. They're both goody goody's, which isn't a bad thing mind you, and I'm the trouble maker of my family. He's such a... Prefect!" I grinned. This set all three boys laughing.
"I disagree with you, Fred. I think she's be better with Ronniekins. They've known eachother longer." George grinned. Mine and Ron's jaw's dropped while Fred chuckled and George looked smug. Ron recovered first.
"I disagree with you both. I think Ash would be better suited to one of you two." Ron smiled coyly.
"Aww, Ronniekins." I whined. "Don't you want to marry me?" I pouted trying hard not to laugh. Ron froze and stared at me. "Punch him, George. I was joking." George punched his arm. Hard.
"Ron's got a point." George started. "Ash is the trouble maker of her family and we are the trouble maker's of ours."
"Are you trying to tell me something, George?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows. George winked at me.
"Yes I am. Aurora-Shaw Hyde, me and Fred would be perfect for you. We could give you perfect, ginger, trouble-maker children. Will you marry one of us?" George asked dramatically barely controlling his laughter and failing to keep a serious face.
"We'd be perfect for you." Fred agreed laughing.
"Okay. How about, if I'm still single by the time I'm thrity and if one of you two are still single, I'll marry you. But I want a pretty ring." I grinned.
"Twenty." George bargained.
"Twenty-Seven." I replied.
"Twenty-Five." Fred continued.
"Deal." I sighed dramatically. "I'll become Mrs Aurora Weasley." The whole car was laughing so much that they were in tears. It wasn't long until we arrived at Harry's house. Harry had obviously heard the car coming because he was stood at the window. Fred pulled up beside Harry's window and I threw open my door and grinned at Harry.
"Hey, Harry." Ron grinned leaning into the front. George did the same.
"Hi, Harry." I smiled.
"Ash. Ron. Fred. George." Harry repeated our names in shock. "What are you doing here?"
"Rescuing you, of course." Ron stated it as if it was the obvious. Harry just stared.
"Are you going to look that gormlesly and wait for your aunt and uncle to wake up or are you actually going to get your truck?" I asked grinning. Harry snapped back to earth and starting grabbing stuff and throwing it into his truck. "Give me the hooky thingy." I ordered. The three boys sighed and rolled their eye's at my less than technical term. They passed me the hook and a hooked it to the bars on Harry's window. I may have to send them a strong letter about the fact there were bars on his window.
"Stand back." Ron ordered. Harry stayed back as I closed the door and Fred revved the car and flew forward yanking off Harry's bedroom window. Fred flew back to where the car was and I jumped out and into Harry's room, helping Harry throw his trunk into the back of the car.
"Potter!" A voice growled behind the door that I recognised as Vernon Dursley.
"Ah, shit." I muttered. I grabbed Hedwig and passed it Ron. "Come on, Harry." I jumped into the car and just before Harry was about to do the same thing, Vernon came bolting into the room. Harry jumped and made it far enough for me to grab his arm before Vernon's piggy hands latched onto Harry's ankle and he started to pull. I started to fall forwards when I refused to let go of Harry and gripped onto his arm harder until Fred's arm was around my waist pulling me and Harry back with one hand on the wheel.
"I don't think so!" Vernon continued growling. Ron and George pushed into the front, grabbing Harry's arm as well and we started to pull Harry back. All of us were yelling at Dursley.
"Let go of him you stupid, fat prick!" I screeched. With one final pull, the three of us that were pulling Harry toppled backwards, Harry landing on me, while Vernon fell out of the window and down to the ground.
"Or you could always marry Harry." Fred muttered. Harry looked up confused while I rolled my eye's and pulled Harry into a bone-crushing hug. We then sat up and Harry closed the door.
"Happy Birthday, Harry." Ron grinned.
"Happy Birthday!" I screeched grinning and hugging Harry again. That's when the cheering started as we headed back to the buffalo. "I've got one question for you." I said while casually picked up a newspaper from the floor.
"Shoot." Harry grinned as I rolled the newspaper into a club.
"Why." I started hitting his on his head. "The." Hit. "Hell." Hit. "Have." Hit. "You." Hit. "Not." Hit. "Been." Hit. "Responding." Hit. "To." Hit. "Our." Hit. "Letter's?" I asked. By the end he was rubbing his head.
"I didn't recieve your letters. A house-elf named Dobby has been stealing all of my letter's in an attempt to keep me from going back to Hogwarts because someone is going to try and kill me." Harry explained while he kept rubbing his head.
"Again?" I groaned in seriousness but the boys just laughed. I glared at all of them. "Just get us back to the burrow." I grumbled. They laughed but set off back, going faster. The whole car was full of chatter about everyone's summer. Harry threw his arm around my shoulder and I snuggled up to him like we had done millions of times but Fred raised his eyebrow. I leaned over to whisper in his ear. "He's my godbrother you prat." Fred rolled his eye's and concentrated on the sky. About three hours later and we were quietly arriving back at the burrow. Fred drove the car slowly to the car then we quietly made our way inside. Harry walked around taking everything in while the other three grabbed some food, I just smiled.
It's not much," said Ron through a mouthful of food "But it's home."
"I think it's brilliant," Harry replied honestly.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" We all span around to see Mrs. Weasley glaring at us. I slipped behind Harry and he grabbed my hand. "Harry!" she said sweetly "How wonderful to see you dear. "Beds empty! No note! You could have died! You could have been seen!" she yelled. Her son's were all looking down abashed.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Weasley." I murmured quietly. "We were worried about Harry."
"They were starving him Mum. There were bars on his window." Ron cried while Harry nodded furiously.
"Well, you'd best hope I don't put bars on your window Ronald Weasley." she snapped dangerously. "I understand you were worried about your friend..."
"Godbrother." I cut in. "Harry's my little godbrother."
"I do understand. Come now Harry, time for a spot of breakfast." Mrs Weasley finished sweetly. Twenty minutes later we were all sat at the table eating breakfast and after an appearing then disappearing act from Ginny, a call from the entrance hall announced Mr. Weasley was home.
"Morning Weasleys!" He shouted. "And morning, Ash."
"Morning Arthur! Morning Mr. Weasley! Morning Dad!" We all chorused as I had done every morning since arriving.
"What a night. Nine raids. Nine!" he said, dropping his things next to the door and sitting down at the head of the table. He sighed heavily and looked round at his family and then at me and finally at Harry.
"And who are you?" Mr. Weasley asked politely.
"Oh, I'm Harry, sir. Harry Potter." Harry anounced shaking his hand.
"Good Lord, are you really?" he exclaimed. "Ron has told us all about you of course, when did he get here?"
"Your sons and Miss Hyde drove that car of yours to Surrey and back last night." Mrs Weasley said looking at the four of us pointedly, we all looked straight at our food.
"Really?" asked shocked. "How did it run?"
"Brilliantly, Mr. Weasley! It's amazing how you jinxed it to fly and to be invisible, we weren't seen at all! And it was so fast!" I said grinning at him then realised everyone was looking at me. "I, uh, sorry." I quickly looked back at my food. I heard the boys chuckle quietly while Percy looked at me dissaprovingly.
"As bad as Fred and George." He muttered under his breath but everyone at the table could hear. I grinned sheepishly while Fred and George grinned at me.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HOW DID IT RUN?" Mrs Weasley yelled at her husband.
"I mean, that was very wrong of you. Very wrong. All of you." Mr. Weasley looked at me seriously but he had a twinkle in his eye.
"Sorry Dad." Ron, Fred and George muttered.
"I should think so, too." Mrs Weasley huffed. I excused myself when I had finished and gone up to Ginny's room to attempt to go back to sleep until Harry and Ron had followed me ten minutes later. We then spent hours chatting about everything and anything. It was a funny day.