In the dark night, the two late students didn't see the murderous tree that they were headed straight towards!
*Crash! Thunk, thump, boom, bang!*
Then, as if the tree had a mind of its own, it began to attack the car!
One of these students tended to act on impulse and whatever source of sugar he had previously ingested, and that's just what he did- ping out his wand, beating and banging it on the dashboard before the poor, battered wand finally snapped.
The redheaded boy paled, if possible, even more, now he had not only "borrowed" his dad's flying Ford Angela; he had broken Charlie's old wand, he had already been expecting a Howler about the car, but now he was expecting one about how expensive wands were, as well.
The Ravenette somehow got the car to stay alive; after all, living the Weasley's house full of 9 redheaded people, a majority of them being males, you learn to become rather stubborn. And Harry was relying on that stubbornness having rubbed off on to the car. It had too.
And, for one of the few rare times in his life, the Fates actually were favoring him. The car creaked and groaned, but it reversed out of the tree, landed them safely, growled at the tree and Ron, but purred for Harry, kindly opened the door for him and set his things down. But it spit out Ron like an expired can of rusty oil, and it wasn't nice to his things either, in fact, it took great joy in how badly it banged up Scabbers.
"Scabbers!" The redhead yelled, racing towards his beloved rat.
Harry chuckled and petted the car one more time, making it purr again, before it took off towards the Forbidden Forest and he helped Ron up and together they picked up their stuff, already wincing at their thoughts of how bad her lecture was going to be this time.
But before the Mother Hen could find and scold her chicks, the snake slithered into the chicken coop.
"RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL YOUR FATHER'S CAR?! IF YOU HAD BEEN RESPONSIBLE LIKE ME AND ALL THE OTHER STUDENTS, YOU WOULDN'T BE IN THIS MESS!" That was just the beginning of Hermione's "lecture".
She went at it for at leas 30 minutes, only stopping about every five to take a breath, when she was interrupted by the post arriving.
She smirked once she saw what Errol was carrying, trying to keep as far away from the angry looking red letter, wrote by a very angry Mrs. Weasley. Ron paled and Harry just looked confused.
Making everybody within a one hundred mile radius think, 'Awww!'
Yes, even Draco Glacies Malfoy, sworn enemy.
Because, Merlin, he's cute when he's confused! And
To humiliate him, but mostly a.
"Look who's got a Howler!" Seamus yelled.
"Shuddup Seamus!" Ron snapped, ears turning red at the tips.
"Better open it, Ronald, don't want another one about ignoring her, now do we?" Hermione gloated smugly.
"You too, Hermione." Ron said, she looked shocked for a second.
Ron's hands shook as he reached out to open his death sentence.
"RONALD WEASLY!" Hermione and Molly must have planned lectures…
At the end of Ron's Howler, the Howler turned to Ginny, who flinched back, hoping to the gods that she hadn't ticked off her mother. At all.
"Oh, and Ginny dear, your father and I are so proud that you got in Gryffindor." Ginny sighed a breath of relief, before her satisfied look turned to one of shock as the Howler ripped itself up.
Although she scoffed at being congratulated in what house she made it into, how was she expose to control that – ask it, she didn't think so.
But Ginny's musings were suddenly cut short as her head snapped up to see a bunch of flying white-silvery blond hair zooming by her, tears in her eyes and a piece of parchment clutched to her chest.
"Luna!" she yelled, following her soul-sister out of the Great Hall, which remained silent for some time before, like the spell had been broken, everybody started to talk again.
Draco, who had just seconds ago been purring at his mate being congratulated over something she really couldn't control, what was she going to do? Ask it?
He didn't think so.
But was now tearing off after her, Blaise right behind, no beside, no – in front of him. The two found them, thanking of a story to tell them, they stepped out of the shadows, shocking Luna, but not even fazing Ginny, not one bit.
"Yes," she asked.
"Are you two alright?" Blaise asked, looking at Luna.
"I-I'm f-f-f-f-f-i-ine!" she said through the tears.
"Oh, we just wanted to make sure." Draco said.
"Oh, so Slytherins do have hearts," Ginny cooed, "I was under the impression that whenever you were babies, they were sold for gold. I must be wrong!" She smiled, teasingly making Luna giggle, Draco just chuckled and Blaise smiled softly at his mate before smiling at Ginny challengingly.
"And I was under the impression that you Gryffindors were put in a Lion's Den and somehow survived." Blaise quipped back.
"Well, that is true…" Ginny left everybody hanging, looking out the window, and then she finished her sentence, "For me."
"I had to deal with seven brothers did I not? And they were and are all Gryffindors." Draco, Blaise, Luna and Ginny all looked at each other and then started laughing.
What the boys didn't know was that Luna's laugh was a little more forced than normal, and Ginny wasn't planning on telling them.
They spent a couple hours just joking and playing around but soon it was time for lunch and Ginny sat with Luna. After lunch, Luna dragged Ginny to the Ravenclaw dormitory.
"Alright, spill." Ginny demanded.
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Glacies is pronounced glacius, its Latin for ice. (Get it- Draco, Dragon, Glacies, Ice, Ice Dragon… )