Evening chaps and ladies. Here is another chapter to my little tale. Hopefully frequency will pick up a little bit over this month before university. Hope you enjoy this.

I would appreciate a couple of reviews, I've got a few ideas in my head but any advice anyone fancies giving would be very helpful. Unless you're telling me to stop. Then you can fuck off.

MUCH LOVE!

Somesets.

5.

Foreclosure

Mounted, Harry exploded into the glorious autumn sun. Ginny had clearly caught them both but was struggling against the combined spells of the two of them. She'd taken cover behind the garden wall and was laughing as she flung hexes and charms over her back. Harry pulled up his patronus out of decent range from the skirmish and clumsily dismounted - he still preferred brooms.

The stag looked at him expectantly, Harry nodded.

'Just scare them, alright?' He reminded the patronus. The stag shook it's head, exasperated at the little faith placed in him and promptly charged off. With a chuckle, Harry sprinted towards Ginny. Ducking a spell he imagined was going to make him do a jig ad infinitum he crouched behind the wall next to Ginny.

'Hey Gin,' He said.

'Hey Harry, deal with George?' She asked, quickly bobbing over the wall to fire a couple of hexes.

'Ye,' replied Harry, keeping low whilst he caught his breath. 'Oh, the other two are about to be very distracted in a moment or two.'

'Why?' Ginny looked baffled as she dropped back into cover as a spell hit the top of the wall and a piece of stone begin to murmur the Lord's Prayer backwards.

'Patronus,' Harry stated simply. Any further explanation was provided by Ron.

'BLOODY HELL!'

Harry winked at Ginny and stood up. Ginny followed track. On the other side of the wall spread a rough tangle of weeds leading to sparse woodland surrounding a large pond. The Patronus was charging across this rough ground towards Ron, who was no fleeing towards where Bill was stood. The boys had positioned themselves a good thirty feet apart - clearly to prevent Ginny from being able to take them both down in quick succession. Their reticence to use the trees now worked against them as the open ground allowed the stag to wreck havoc.

Said patronus - ethereal and unperturbed by the bracken was driving Ron towards Bill. Harry and Ginny concentrated their spells at Bill. Disarming spells, Bat Bogey Hexes, slowing jinxes, humourous charms Flitwick had taught them to summon rain clouds and transfiguration spells to turn to the target into a bunch of pansies all hurtled towards Bill. Credit where credit's due, he danced past them and blocked any he couldn't avoid.

Harry and Ginny didn't mind. As Ron ran towards Bill, he was forced to turn his attention to the Patronus which was bearing down on both of them now. Bill stood his ground and his resilience strengthened Ron's resolve who joined him. They raised their wands to block 'the cavalry'. Just before it hit them though it exploded like a water balloon. Standing there dumbfounded they were easy targets for Harry and Ginny to yell Petrificus Totalus! at.

The victors laughed and high-fived. Hopping over the wall, they made their own way across the battlefield to their prisoners. Both of them exploded into laughter at the shock that was - for the moment - permanently transfixed across them.

'Watch this, Gin,' Harry chuckled, 'levicorpus!' he muttered and lifted both of them into the air. Ginny laughed even more.

'When will you boys ever learn!' Ginny lectured them, her hands on her hips as she stood between her two, gently turning, brothers. 'Now, mother will be back soon and she deserves a fright for her part in this. I will be leaving you lack that. When she has a go at me you two will say that you deserved it. Otherwise it'll be bats from every orifice. Understand?' Ron and Bill's floated gently past her. Ginny huffed air through her nose. 'Good. Come one Harry, we still have lunch to finish.'

She strode away. Harry shrugged at the boys, suggesting they should know better and jogged away to catch up with Ginny.

Let's not be facile. George did not return to full strength after that incident. Indeed, for much of the time he still remained sullen. But he did take a greater interest in his business. Soon business began to pick up. People were eager for a laugh after the past few years and George found himself inundated with custom. So much so that Bill even took holiday to help him run it whilst he found more assistants.

Ron had decided to give Auror training a go with Harry. He shrugged when he told them.

'I hate homework, and I've never been better than when I was fighting Voldemort, might as well keep up the good fight.' So it was that on the 2nd September they were due to start training. Traditionally much of the Ministry's autumn season began on this date so that the many parents could see of their children to the various magical institutions they were to attend.

The girls, well Ginny and Hermione, were going back to Hogwarts. Hermione to take every single subject again (she'd decided that, without Ron and Harry she 'might actually be able to get some work done for the first time'). Ginny had bounded excitably up to Harry one breakfast and thrust the Captain's badge under his nose.

'And there's going to be talent scounts. All the major teams are in need of replenishing. I reckon even Ron could get a spot on somewhere crap!'

This statement got an 'Oi!' from Ron, the momentary distraction losing him a knight whilst he played Wizard's Chess with Hermione in front of the fire.

With all the world looking at least set for some normality, the whole Weasley clan took Ginny and Hermione to the station. With many farewells and - on Ron and Harry's part - almost unbreakable oath-sworn to regular letters and visits. As Hermione and Ginny waved out the windows of the Hogwarts Express wheezing its way out of the station Ron turned to Harry.

'Leaky Cauldron then, mate?'

'Definitely.'