From Miserable to Spectacular
Authors Note: I'm awfully sad I had no reviewers on the last chapter I wrote. I will thank fujutsufor reviewing on Chapter 8. I hope you all enjoy it. I'd also like to thank Kathy and Book Lover990 for reviewing on Chapter 7. I'm going to aim to make the chapters longer, as well because I've noticed how short they've been getting.
CHAPTER 10 – Ask the Magic 8 ball
Saying one final goodnight, Oliver disaparated.
Apperating back into 12 Grimmauld Place Oliver noted that the place seemed to be deserted. Walking through the hall he headed towards the Kitchen. Opening the door he saw a few people were still up.
"Just getting back?" Bill asked.
Oliver nodded and sat down in the seat across from Bill. "Is everyone asleep?" he asked
"Yeah they retired about an hour ago."
"What time is it?"
"Almost midnight, and we have an early day tomorrow," Bill said sipping his coffee.
"What do you mean by that?" Oliver questioned.
Bill pointed towards all of the boxes that were on either side of the kitchen.
"The renovations are done?"
Bill nodded his head, taking another long gulp of his drink.
"Fun stuff," Oliver said.
Saying goodnight to Bill he walked back through the doors to the entrance hall and started to tread up the stairs. Walking up to the second floor he took an abrupt right and slowly inched his way into the room that Charlie and he had been staying in. Looking over he noticed that Charlie was sound asleep so he quickly got ready and went to sleep, as well.
The next morning Oliver awoke to footsteps above him. "What in the bloody hell is going on?" he yelled aloud.
"Get up you two! We have a long day of packing!" Mrs. Weasley said, in a very kind and gentle voice.
Both Oliver and Charlie were not quick to get up. Instead they moped around in bed till the late morning hours. An hour or so before noon, Oliver went down to the kitchen to see breakfast already being served.
He took a seat at the far end of the table and rubbed his eyes and then scratched his hair.
"Glad to see your up, finally!" Mrs. Weasley said putting a few eggs and some grits on Oliver's plate. Oliver didn't talk to anyone while eating, and watched as every else interacted with each other.
"Off to work mum, we'll be back before supper!" Fred said. He and George both started to head for the fireplace when Mrs. Weasley ran towards them.
"Not so fast you two!" she yelled.
"What did we do now!" George asked.
Oliver and Ginny both laughed at how George was waving his hands up in down and rolling his eyes and shaking his head back in forth to cause a scene.
"You two will tell Lee he will have to run the shop by himself today, because you two will be getting your stuff ready to move back in the house this afternoon," she said.
Fred and George started to put up a fight, but soon found themselves at a loss for words when Mrs. Weasley told them if they didn't pack today then they wouldn't be invited to move back in.
"Fine mum, we'll be back in an hour after we open up shop," George said winking to everyone else at the table.
With Mrs. Weasley's permission they were soon off to their shop in Diagon Alley.
"Mum look read the front page of the daily prophet!" Ron said rushing the paper over towards Mrs. Weasley.
Everyone else looked on to see what the commotion was all about.
"OH MY, I will need to send a letter to Author and Dumbledore right away!" She said.
Dropping the paper she ran out of the room, and down towards the drawing room.
"What's that all about?" Oliver asked.
"Fudge has resigned from minister and the search is on for a new one!" Ron exclaimed.
Harry and Hermione both looked up from what they were doing with open mouths. Charlie dropped his spoon on the ground, and Bill fell out of his chair.
"What did you say?" Bill asked once he regained feeling in his back from where he had fallen.
"They are looking for a new minister!" Ron repeated again.
Without any explanation Bill got up and pointed to Oliver and Charlie to leave the room with him. The three got up and left leaving the trio of Harry, Ron, and Hermione by themselves in the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" Charlie asked Bill once they were in the entrance hall.
"Nothing's wrong, but I just remembered that Dad had wanted us three to drop by the ministry this morning," Bill said, "So we need to pack all of our stuff up now so that it can be moved with everyone else's stuff."
Charlie and Oliver shook their heads showing they had heard what Bill had said.
"Right, when I'm done I'll meet you in your guys' room and we can disaparate together.
With that Bill walked up the stairs to his room, leaving Charlie and Oliver alone standing in the entrance hall.
"Let's get busy!" Charlie said clapping his hands.
The two men walked up to their rooms. Taking out their wands they both said "pack" and watched as all of their items instantaneously started to be put in their trunks.
When they were done they both gave each other a high-five.
"Ready to go?" Bill asked coming into the room.
Both Charlie and Oliver nodded their heads, and the three apparated into the ministry.
"We need to submit to that search and get a visitors badge" Bill said.
He started to walk off leaving Charlie and Oliver alone.
"I think we should follow him!" Oliver said, pretending to be stupid and pointing his finger towards Bill.
"NO really!" Charlie asked in an even stupider tone of voice.
The two playfully hit each other, and then started to follow Bill after he'd gotten a distance ahead of them. The three submitted to a simple search, and were given visitor passes.
"Where's Dad's office?" Charlie asked.
"I take it you've never been here before," Bill said chuckling.
Charlie shrugged his shoulders slightly.
"Alright you two follow me, and don't mess around!" he said warningly.
Both Oliver and Charlie smiled at that.
"Two grown men dualing in the ministry of magic!" Oliver exclaimed.
"Pffft... Never in a million years!" Charlie said laughing.
Oliver was also laughing and Bill just gave a disapproving look. Getting into the lift and took it up to the Misuse of Muggle artifacts office. While Bill was turned towards the door pondering his thoughts, both Charlie and Oliver were behind him with their wands at the ready. Laughing hysterically Oliver tried saying an incantation, but before he had the chance Charlie barked out "Expelo" and Oliver flew backwards with his wand flying out of his hand.
"What in Merlin's name are you two doing?" Bill demanded turning around.
Charlie helped Oliver up and the three headed down the long corridor to Mr. Weasley's office.
"Hey dad," Charlie said sitting down at a desk when they reached his office.
"Still haven't had your office space promoted, Dad?" Bill questioned looking around.
Mr. Weasley smiled, "They haven't upgraded the office space, but they've finally put in windows."
Oliver had to smile at that. He didn't know anyone else that would be so happy about having windows in their office.
"So what have you gotten us here for now?" Charlie questioned.
Mr. Weasley put down the daily prophet he was holding and looked at the three men. The smile soon faded from his face, and was replaced by a more serious business face.
"Well I'm sure you've heard by now about Fudge resigning and all. It's a matter of grate concern that we interview everyone who is qualified for minister."
"What does this have to do with us dad?" Bill asked.
"Well technically it doesn't, but Molly and I have an important ministry meeting to attend tonight, and we were wondering if after we move this afternoon if you three would watch over the house tonight," he said.
"Is that why you've called us here?" Charlie asked laughing.
"Well no, but I've just gotten done talking with Dumbledore, and he's said he doesn't want you three to know what I was going to tell you just yet. Anyways I will give my thanks to you three ahead of time for tonight," Mr. Weasley said.
"Good morning Weasley, Good morning you three," Kingsley Shacklebolt said coming into the office.
"Good morning," the four said in unison.
"Well now Author if you don't mind leaving these three in here for a few moments I wanted to know if you could come speak to me in your office," he said.
Mr. Weasley gave Charlie, Bill, and Oliver an ominous look before following Kingsley down the hall.
"Are we supposed to just wait here, or are we aloud to go?" Charlie asked Bill and Oliver.
Neither Bill nor Oliver answered, and the room soon fell silent. Looking around the three started to pick up items from around the room.
"What's this?" Oliver asked, picking up an item from on Mr. Weasley's desk.
"Oh Charlie remember that when dad brought it home?" Bill asked.
He took the item from Oliver and held it in his hand.
"Will dad be picked Minister of Magic?" Bill asked.
He shook the item, and read what it said.
"Maybe."
"That thing isn't reliable Bill remember when Mum asked if her next child would be headboy or headgirl and it ended up being Fred and George," Charlie said.
"True," Bill agreed handing the item back to Oliver.
Oliver looked down at the item. Giving it a good shook he asked a question for himself out loud.
"Will Katie and I make a great couple?" he asked. He shook it, and looked at the answer. "Absolutely not?" he said in a question.
"See what we mean Wood about how the things not reliable?" Charlie asked.
"Ah I've seen you boys have found the magic eight ball," Mr. Weasley said coming back into the room.
"Sorry, dad we were looking around, and found it," Bill said.
"It's quite alright. I don't see why muggles call it a magic eight ball because it's quite horrible about predicting things," he said, "and not to mention the one time when your mum had asked if the next child would be headboy or headgirl, and it said yes. Then it ended up that she had Fred and George."
The three got a good laugh at that.
"Well I guess we should be getting back to transfer the stuff," Charlie said.
"Alright, tell Molly I'm going to be back around five to pick her up for the meeting," he said.
After parting ways the three apperated back to Grimmauld place.
"Mum, dads said that he's going to be here around five to pick you up," Bill said relaying the message.
"Thank you dear," she said. "Now if you wouldn't mind starting to transfer everyone's boxes to the burrow I'd be deeply appreciative."
"Yes mum.", "Of course mum.", and "Sure Mrs. Weasley," Could be heard from Oliver, Bill, and Charlie's mouths.
"Thank you," she said going back to tidying up the kitchen.
The three started to head up the stairs to take boxes to the burrow. "Ill join you two in a minute I forgot to ask your mum something," Oliver said.
He turned back around and headed down the staircase again. He headed into the kitchen where he saw Ron and Ginny playing a game of wizard's chest while Hermione and Harry looked on. In the corner of the room Mrs. Weasley was bewitching the dishes to be washed.
"Mrs. Weasley can it talk to you for a moment?" he asked.
Looking up from what she was doing Mrs. Weasley saw it was Oliver and showed him into a spare room where they could talk in private.
"What is it dear?" she asked.
"Well I was just wondering if it was alright with you if Katie and her sister came in lived in the spare section of my little area of the house," he said.
Twiddling her thumbs, Mrs. Weasley looked up into Oliver's eyes and smiled.