"Come on, love," Fred whispered, shaking Hunn awake gently.
"We're here," George added placing a kiss on her cheek.
When she opened her eyes she saw everyone was grabbing their things and walking out slowly, almost begrudgingly. Stretching, she threw her arms around George and lay there.
He laughed and patted her back, "Come on. Can't stay on the train all summer," He stood up, and she slid back into her seat like she was liquid. Standing up and stretching again, this time reaching for Cookie her little kitty, sleeping on the cushion in the corner.
Hunn placed the baby in her jumper pocket and reached for her over stuffed bag. When she turned, Harry was slipping into their compartment, still looking run down and lost.
"Hey, Harry!" Hunn smiled brightly at him, throwing her arm around his shoulders and squeezing. Trying to force some love through the embrace. He wrapped his arms around her and held on. They stood that way for a long time and Hunn didn't mind, she knew he needed the love, and the attention.
"Hey, Hunn," he whispered as he let her go.
"What's up, Harry?" The twins asked pulling her back to them so they could stand as a united front incase he needed anything.
"Can I talk to you guys?" he asked plopping down in one of the seats.
"Sure. What you wanna talk about?" they asked sitting next to him
He pulled a small bag out of his pocket and held it out to her, "I want you guys to have this," He told them seriously.
"What's in there?" Fred asked trying to peek.
Hunn pulled the strings open and looked inside, "Harry, we can't take this!" She told him as she tried to shove it back into his hands, he merely pushed it back at her and smiled.
"No, take it. Please. I have enough already. I don't need this," he explained.
"Hey, clue us in!" George said, not liking feeling left out.
"Harry wants us to take his winnings!"
Their eyes bugged out, "What? We can't do that. It's yours, Harry!"
"No, I want you to have it. I mean, you want to open a shop right?"
The twins nodded.
"Then take this. Let me help. I mean having a joke shop run by Weasleys would be bloody brilliant."
"Are you sure Harry?"
"Of course! I mean I didn't really earn this anyway. Not on my own. I mean Cedric should..." He trailed off into silence and glanced up with a small smile, "Just take it! Open your shop, and don't tell Molly I gave you a knut."
He left after that, shutting the door behind him. Hunn looked at the money in her hands and looked at the twins. They smiled wickedly, "We've got planning to do." They said with a wicked glint in their eyes.
Two months into the summer they were staying with Sirius Black and though it took some time with the twins convincing Hunn made herself at home.
She would sneak into bed and fall asleep with Fred and George curled around her. The room was bigger than at the Burrow so she figured no one would notice if she stayed with them at night. She was wrong, Molly soon got sick and tired of chasing her out of Fred and George's room so she enchanted the bucket to do it for her in the early hours of the morning.
One morning lying in bed Hunn decided she didn't want a cold start to the day, and she left.
In the early hours of the day, she detangled herself from Fred and George and crept down the stairs and out into the garden without a word. The gnomes were snoring and grumbling in their sleep.
She was seventeen now, free to come and go as she pleased, but she left a note with the twins and another with Molly anyway. Of course, she knew they wouldn't approve of her seeing Harry so she needed to leave before they woke and told her not to.
Hunn walked to the edge of the garden and breathing deeply she apparated to Bridgewater an hour away from Harry's house. She popped into an alleyway a few blocks from the train station and straightened out her clothes before she stepped into the morning sun.
Feeling like any old muggle she walked to the train station and bought a ticket. It was right on time but she raced to the train and curled herself into the corner of her compartment to wait. Nerves built rapidly inside her chest, even though she took every precaution and was sure no one had followed her.
She napped along the way and when the train pulled into the station she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and walked onto the platform. The crowd was thin that morning and when no one was watching she slipped into a dark alley took another deep breath pulled herself through a small hole in space and appeared on the other end alongside a gray brick house.
Gathering herself again she walked to the street and made her way down the road until she got to number 4 Privet Drive. Hunn watched the house for a long time and waited.
Harry mentioned in his letters that he left in the early hours of the morning to spend less time with his aunt and cousin. So she sat across the street and waited as the sun rose higher in the sky and the morning shifted into to early afternoon.
She had started to doze off when the door across the street flew open and banged against the side of the house. Harry came sprinting out at full speed, clutching his wand to his chest.
Hunn sprang to her feet and threw her hood back. Harry caught sight of her and grabbed hold of her arm. He pulled her off to the left, and they ran down the road.
Before they could get far, a loud yell came from behind them.
"Don't look back!" Harry told her as they ran.
Hunn looked back anyway. A large boy was running after them. He was sweating and scowling as he struggled to keep up. Laughing Hunn faced front again, and Harry let out a booming laugh, and they ran faster.
Arriving at an old playground Hunn fell forward on her knees and lay in the grass. Harry did the same, and they just watched the clouds drift by. It was silent, the air was calm and the children were playing, their laughs ringing through the air.
Harry turned to watch her, "Why are you here?"
Hunn turned on her side and looked at him, "I wanted to talk to you."
"Why now? No one has bothered to reply to my letters so far," He sassed her, crossing his arms over his chest.
Hunn sat up and glared at him, "Harry James Potter, don't you dare sass me."
He sat up and looked a little caught off guard, "Yes, Mum," He grumbled looking away from her.
"I came to see you because we've all been getting your letters. We just aren't allowed to respond to you. By the way, you shouldn't address your letters the muggle way. There are a lot of people who would pay a pretty penny to be where I am now."
He flushed bright red and climbed to his feet. Hunn followed him as he walked to some chains hanging in the air. He sat down and rocked back and forth.
"Is that safe?" Hunn asked as he leaned back further, almost as if he was going to fall backward, but instead, he swung forward nearly hitting her with his feet.
"Just sit down." He laughed waving her toward the other chair hanging by chains in the air.
Hunn moved to the chair and tentatively sat. It was a weird feeling but as long as she didn't lean back she was fine. They sat again in silence for a long time until Harry spoke, "How is everyone?"
"Everyone is fine, Harry. The twins have been scoping out a location for the shop. Hermione has been reading, and Ron and Ginny have been moping about not being able to write to you. Don't get me started on Molly and Arthur. Did you know they've been playing host for the Order? Everyone is going crazy, Harry."
"The Order?" he asked his brows knitting together confused.
"Never mind that," Hunn told him waving away her slip of tongue, "How are you?"
"I'm fine." He looked away and watched the children play.
She turned him toward her and looked deep into his eyes, "Don't lie to me, Harry."
"I'm having trouble sleeping, is all. It's nothing."
"Of course, it's something. You lost a friend, Harry. We all did. But you lost him to the monster that took your family away, too."
His head sank down more, and he refused to look at her.
"Harry. This is going to be hard. So very fucking hard. The world won't stop, you won't either, and you'll feel bad for it because Cedric can't come with and that isn't how it should be. He should be walking into fifth year with you. There's nothing you can do to make the hurt go away. But you can work hard, and you can practice your spells, and you can make life hell for those who helped in taking his life away."
"I can do that?" he asked, peaking up at her.
"Of course, you can. But don't lose your love, Harry. Don't forget that you can still love and be happy even though he's gone."
The sky suddenly darkened as they sat, and the big boy from before walked up to where they sat. He was surrounded by other odd-looking boys.
"Potter!" he yelled, sauntering over as if he owned the world.
"Hey, Big D. Beat up another ten-year-old?"
"Who's this wanker?" Hunn muttered, not liking the kid's attitude one bit.
"My cousin, Duddly."
Harry and Hunn laughed quietly together as the big boy scowled.
"This one deserved it!"
"Five against one. Very brave." Harry sassed, letting out the inner brat Hunn knew and loved so very much.
"Well, you're one to talk. Moaning in your sleep every night? At least I'm not afraid of my pillow. 'Don't kill Cedric.' Who's Cedric, your boyfriend?" he mocked grinning like he won.
That was too much. Harry ran at him, shoving his wand into his neck. The boy froze, and his friends laughed. Hunn walked up to Harry, pulling out her wand, and the kid's friends went crazy, but the fat boy didn't. He knew what they were capable of.
"Don't worry about this plonker, Harry. I can take care of it. Remember, I'm of age. No one can expel me," The boy went ridged, and the sky shook the Earth.
Hunn looked up. The sky was black, clouds were rolling in, and thunder was roaring in the distance, "Better get home, Harry."
He nodded and started to run for cover as the lightning flashed, "I'll see you soon, Hunn!" he yelled as he smiled, running off with his meathead of a cousin.
As she watched him run off, Hunn fought the urge to cry. She hated that she couldn't take him with her.
Protect him, and help him. She sucked in a lung full of air and apparated to the number 12 Grimmauld Place's doorstep. As soon as she landed, a hand pulled her inside and slammed the door shut.
"Where have you been? George whisper shouted in her ear.
"I went off to see Harry. He needed to see someone. Didn't you get my note?" Hunn asked as Fred scooped her into his arms and ran with her up the stairs.
"We got your notes. Stole the other one from Mum so she wouldn't know you left."
"Why would you do that?" She asked as they stepped into their room upstairs.
"She would have your head if she knew you left alone," Fred said tossing her onto the bed, "She thinks you've been ill all morning."
Fred laughed, "Accused us of knocking you up."
"Nearly took our heads off!" George told her flopping down onto the bed and covering his eyes.
Hunn laughed at their serious expressions, "She didn't?"
"You think that's funny, do you?" Fred asked, scowling.
"Very funny," Hunn told them stifling her laugh.
Molly called them down for dinner before Fred and George could show her how upset her leaving had made them. With their torterus tickling hands which they knew she hated.
Hunn changed into her pajamas and ruffled her hair, to make it look well slept. The twins walked with her, and she leaned heavily on them, pretending to be tired. They sat at the end of the table and waited for everyone else to arrive.
"Hunn darling I would have brought you dinner," Molly said serving everyone.
"Don't worry about it mum," Hunn croaked out, trying to sweeten her, "I feel a bit better now."
"I had made your favorite for dinner tonight. Roasted chicken breast and mashed potatoes but I realized it may be a bit too heavy on your stomach," She slid Hunn a bowl of steaming broth and raised her brow as Hunn frowned.
"Thank you. That's so sweet of you," Hunn muttered as she spooned the steaming liquid into her mouth. The twins laughed quietly and she elbowed them as she sipped her broth while everyone else ate happily.
When dinner was over, she helped Molly clean the dishes.
"Hunn, have a seat, won't you."
Hunn shook her head and finished up the dishes before sitting down. Molly came up behind her and sat a plate of food down in front of her.
Hunn looked up at her pleadingly, not wanting to get anyone in trouble.
"Don't you ever leave without someone with you," she scolded, "For heaven's sake, take the twins even." She told her as she plopped down.
"How did you know?" Hunn asked as she dug into her wonderful food groaning. It was amazing, melting in her mouth as always.
One day he would need to get Molly to teach her the secret to such amazing food.
"The twins never try so hard to hide something. Unless it's something that someone shouldn't be doing." She explained, giggling to herself.
The secret to keeping a secret. Don't try so hard. Who would have thought?
They talked and laughed as she ate until the twins came to investigate.
Molly then shooed her away, and the twins carried her off up the stairs, where they planned and laughed until the early morning hours when they fell asleep as they always did, in bed together in each other's arms.
Hunn woke the next morning before dawn when Fred's lips were roaming her neck, and his hands grabbed her chest.
She moaned when his lips got to her nipple and he seemed to move with more purpose as she responded to his advances. She wove her fingers into his hair and held onto him.
They were lost in each other's bodies as the sun rose higher in the sky. Hunn pulled Fred's lips to hers, panting against his mouth as they devoured each other next to a sleeping George. Hunn wiggled out of her bottoms, and Fred moved between her splayed thighs lining up his cock at her entrance.
"Be quiet now, love, I want to keep you to myself this morning," Fred told her grinning as he thrust inside her.
Hunn moaned, and he caught it with his mouth to silence her as he moved roughly against her. Grinding down on her clit to give her the friction that she desperately craved from him.
He moved faster and she brought her hips up to meet his bed groaning under them as they moved. Hunn held on for dear life wrapping her thighs around his hips and digging her nails into his back.
Fred hissed but said nothing as he slammed into her harder than before, biting her lip, "Such a good girl for me. Being quiet so I can take you," he whispered against her mouth.
She whined and bit her lip to keep from making any noise. His worse went straight to her clit sending her pleasure through the roof, and making her clamp down around him as she got closer and closer to her climax.
"Hmm, you like that dirty girl? When I talk to you this way?" he asked rolling his hips into her just how she needed.
Her eyes rolled back, and her toes curled as she came around him letting out a silent scream as she milked him of his cum at the same time.
"Fucking hell, that's it, baby. Squeeze me," he begged as his thrusts became frantic and out of rhythm.
He stopped and looked down at her, breathing heavily but grinning. He was pleased with himself and with her.
He kissed her neck, "Such a good girl..." he told her before he could roll them to the side and tuck them back in. A wave of icy cold water washed down and shocked them.
"Bloody hell!"
George sat up, woken from his sleep, "Can't get a moment of peace."
The twins were complaining and jumping around, trying to shake off the cold. Hunn pulled her wand out and dried herself and the blankets. When she peeked out and looked over at them they hopped around, not doing anything remotely helpful whatsoever. She laughed.
They stopped and glared at her, looking like a couple of angry drowned puppies.
"Why aren't you wet?"
"Yeah, what'd you do?"
She pulled out her wand and flicked it in their direction, drying them almost instantly. "It's called magic. You ever hear of it?"
"Oh yes. Magic."
"Yes, George, we forgot all about it," Fred said, pulling out his wand
He flicked his wand, and suddenly, Hunn was being tickled by a thousand tiny hands. She howled with laughter as it continued nonstop.
"Please, Fred. Please!" She begged, rolling with laughter, but there was no escape from their silly spell.
"Fine, fine." George flicked his wand, and all at once, she was able to breathe again. Not wanting to change it she saw her opening and ran for cover in the bathroom. She dressed for the day and joined Fred and George again as they finished getting ready.
Kissing them fully on the mouth she grinned, "Good morning, boys."
"That is quite a good morning."
They headed downstairs and walked into the kitchen. The mood suddenly shifted to something sour and desperate.
"What happened?"
"Someone die?" George joked, trying to lighten the mood.
Sirius turned to them with a frown, "Harry was attacked by dementors last night."
The blood in Hunn's body froze. "Last night?" she whispered.
"Yes, on his way home with his cousin Duddley last night."
Her knees started to buckle, and as she fell Fred caught her in his arms, holding her against his chest.
"Hunn, what's wrong?" George asked, lifting her up on the other side.
"I was there. I was with him for hours."
"You were with him when he was attacked! Why didn't you say anything?" Sirius yelled slamming his fist down on the table.
Hunn flinched at his tone and shook shook head leaning away from him, "No, just before, I watched him run off home," she explained to them, her voice growing quiet.
Molly shot Sirius a look and rushed over to Hunn. She wrapped Hunn in a tight embrace, "You couldn't have known, darling. You couldn't possibly have known," Molly whispered reassuringly.
"I should have stayed. Walked them home," Hunn said as tears well in her eyes.
They all looked at her with pity, knowing the guilt was welling inside her gut.
Sirius walked over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders, he pulled Hunn in for a hug, "You couldn't have known about the attack. Not unless you were a spy. Hunn, Harry is alright. He cast a Patronus charm and drove them away."
"Did he eat some chocolate?" She asked her voice muffled in his chest.
He boomed out a laugh and nodded, "Yes, he did. He'll be here in a moment," He pulled back and looked down at her smiling, "You can feed him some sweets when he gets here." With that, he walked off and sat down, his pout returning as he stared off into space.
Hunn sat down, and the twins followed her protectively. They piled the food high on their plates and added some to hers which she pushed around distracted.
Fred stole bits and pieces from her plate when no one was watching, while George fed her bites to make sure she was eating. Everyone was talking and eating when the fireplace came to life, and Dumbledore stepped out, followed by Snape and a few other members of the Order.
Molly rushed them out and closed the door behind her with a slam. Hunn walked upstairs, and the twins followed behind her, knowing she was upset with herself.
Their hands stroked at her hair and back as they talked.
"We could do something that turns them blue?"
"All the colors," Hunn muttered.
"Yes! All the colors!"
"Something to give them boils?"
"Giant pimples too," she added.
"Something that makes their hair fall out!"
"And grow back," she whispered through a yawn.
"Love potions for the girls."
"And boys."
"Yes, we cannot gender profile people, George. We cannot forget that boys struggle with love, too."
"Yes, yes, boys too." He agreed nodding as he wrote down their thoughts.
"I think someone we know really needs some love right now."
"Who?" Hunn asked peeking over at them.
"I think she could really use a good rub down," Fred said, ignoring her.
"Yes, maybe some kisses too." George put in, acting as if he was still taking notes.
"Who are you talking about."
"I think we owe her some love."
Her temper was flaring, but before she could say anything else, George was flipping her over, and Fred was pulling her between his legs and up to his chest. His hands cupped her breast and George trailed his finger up to the apex of her thighs, spreading her legs wide as he trailed higher.
Fred kissed her neck and pulled her shirt up on her body, freeing her breast for his mouth. She was naked from the waist up, and a shiver ran up her spine as his finger sought out her nipples again, rolling them between his fingers and squeezing her breast in his hands.
George undid her pants and pulled them down her legs, leaving her clad to their view. His fingers parted her lower lips, and she groaned as his fingers explored her slickness. Fred kissed her and trailed his hand to her waist where he squeezed.
George lifted her up onto his lap while Fred pulled her head back by the roots of her hair and she moaned at the sting of pain mixed with the sparks George was starting throughout her body.
George's tongue suddenly lapped at Hunn's slick lower lips and her fingers curled around his hair to hold him close Fred gripped her ass in his hands to keep her steady. His mouth bit and sucked at the sweet spot on her neck. George slipped a finger into her pussy as Fred did the same at her arse. They went slowly, driving her mad as they continued their slow torture of her senses.
George sat up and shifted between her thighs as he tossed his shirt behind his head. He pulled Hunn from Fred's lap as he stripped to nothing. She leaned back into his warm, naked body, feeling his hard length against her lower back while George fixed himself closer to her and kissed her hard as his hands trailed over her soft curves.
Fred prodded her arse, and she stiffened slightly as he pushed himself slowly inside her body. Hunn whimpered at the tight fit and the tingles that exploded behind her eyes, leaving her feeling dazed.
George's fingers pinch at her clit while he kissed Hunn harder before thrusting roughly into her pussy. Her mouth dropped open, and no sound came out as her body was overfilled. Small shocks and shivers racked her as they moved in tandem with each other.
Their grunts matched her moans, and they moved quicker as she opened up to them, clutching at them both as their bodies moved. The word slowed down, and time seemed to stop as they moved together.
She choked out their names and held them to her as tight as she could. Her body tightened, and she went stiff for a split second before she shuddered, and her chest heaved with pleasure, and her body pulled them deeper inside and milked them for all they were worth.
As her body went limp, they moved faster, and with a few final grunts and moans, they pulled her closer biting and kissing her where they could reach as they filled her with their cum. It felt like they were one mass of tangled limbs as they collapsed together onto the sheets with they bodies still joined.
They lay that way for a long time, rubbing and touching each other as they chatted. They got so few moments together in this way that they had no worries. They savored it and lay naked in each other's arms as the day flew by. As the sun was falling, footsteps pounded up the stairs in a hurry.
They jumped out of the sheets and pillows. Fred fell on his ass, his legs tangled in the bedding.
George and Hunn laughed as they pulled their clothes on.
Shouts came from the other side of the floor, and they froze.
Listening close they made out a few words. Harry, Write, Owl and Stupid. They froze, and when the words were processed they ran. The three of them raced for Ron's room. The yelling grew louder and louder the closer they got.
Everything quieted down when they opened the door.
"So, what is this place?" Harry asked facing Rom
"It's headquarters."
"Of the Order of the Phoenix. It's a secret society. Dumbledore formed it back when they fought You-Know-Who. Couldn't have put any of this in a letter, I suppose?" Hermione explained
"I've gone all summer without a scrap of news," Harry said angrily.
"We wanted to write, mate. Really, we did." Ron told him sheepishly.
"Only..."
"Only what?" Harry asked turning red in the face.
"Only Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you anything." Hermione put in.
"Dumbledore said that? But why would he keep me in the dark? Maybe I could help. I'm the one who saw Voldemort return...the one who fought him, who saw Cedric Diggory get killed." Harry rushed out.
"Harry?" Hermione said softly reaching for him.
Fred and George interrupted their trio qualm, "Thought we heard your dulcet tones."
"Don't bottle it up, though, mate. Let it out." Fred laughed jumping in the middle of their group chat.
Hunn groaned at their cheesy attempts at humor, "If you're all done shouting... Do you wanna hear something a little more interesting?" She asked as they turned to her curiously.
They crept downstairs and stopped at the second-floor landing. George pulled out his extendable ear and lowered it to the floor below, right outside the kitchen.
"If anyone has a right to know, it's Harry. If it wasn't for Harry...we wouldn't even know Voldemort was back." Sirius argued loudly.
"He's not a child, Molly," Arthur added quietly
"But he's not an adult either." She cried out.
"He's not James, Sirius," Remus told him softly.
"Well, he's not your son."
"He's as good as."
"Who else has he got?"
As we were listening, Ginny walked up behind them and joined in their spying, "Hey, Ginny," Harry said smiling.
"He's got me," Sirius yelled.
"How touchingly paternal, Black," Snape said bored.
Harry scowled as he spoke and clenched his fists as Snape continued, "Perhaps Potter will grow up to be a felon, just like his godfather."
Sirius was in a rage now, "Now, you stay out of this, Snivellus."
Harry spoke up, asking the question everyone already knew the answer to, "Snape's part of the Order?" They all nodded, "Git."
"...about your supposed reformation."
"I know better."
"So why don't you tell him?" The argument was getting heated as they listened.
Down bellow, Crookshanks was batting at the ear, muffling the sound of the voices.
"Get off it." Fred whisper shouted.
"Quick," Hunn told them
"Get it up," George told him.
"Crookshanks." Hermione begged, "Stop it"
"Get off, you bloody cat," Ron yelled
"Crookshanks. Leave it alone." Hermione pleaded
"Cookie would never do this..." Hunn whispered pleased with her cat. Hermione glared at her from the corner of her eyes.
"Hunn, this is not the time," Ron told her as he tried to help yank up the ear.
"Get it up," Fred said urgently, but it was too late. Crooks took a good bit into the ear and yanked it off its string. Cookie came prancing down the hall and joined Crookshanks in batting around the fleshy ear.
Hermione cocked her head and grinned at Hunn, "She would never do that, hmmm?"
"Oh, shut it. Your cat started it," Hunn pouted.
Crooks padded off into the library, followed by Cookie, and they were left without a sound.
"Hermione, I hate your cat."
She pouted, looking disappointed, "Bad Crookshanks."
They were packing up again when Molly opened the door downstairs, "Dinner!" she yelled up at them.
Fred and George smiled as they popped away downstairs.
Molly screamed, "Just because you're allowed to use magic now...does not mean you have to whip your wands out for everything!" The twins laughed, and Hunn walked into the kitchen behind them.
"Hunn, control them. Please." Molly begged with a hand over her heart.
She laughed and smiled at her, "Sorry, Mum. They have a mind of their own. I'm just along for the ride."
"I was afraid of that." She sighed turning away to continue with dinner.
They ate together, and Harry told them everything that happened over the summer.
"...Voldemort may be after something. Sirius. Something he didn't have last time." Remus spoke loud and clear as they listened hanging on his every word.
"You mean like a weapon?" Harry asked leaning forward, eager to hear more.
"No. That's enough. He's just a boy. You say more, and you might as well induct him into the Order." Molly fought.
"Good. I want to join. If Voldemort's raising an army, then I want to fight." Harry yelled, his tone firm and unwavering.
"Harry." Molly pleaded with sadness in her eyes.
"No. I want to join!" He argued, Sirius smiled from the other side of the table.
Hunn stood up with Harry, "I want to join too!" she told them as well.
"No. No one is joining the order while you're in school!" Molly yelled at them all.
"She's right, Hunn. You're not joining the Order." Fred told her, pulling her down into her seat, "We are." He finished.
Hunn frowned, "No way in hell, you're joining, and I'm not," she fought back.
"We will not let you put your life at risk," George added firmly.
"Good, we're all in agreement. No, one is joining the Order!" Molly said fiercely pushing them all out of the kitchen and slamming the door behind them.
Arthur poked his head out, "Your hearing is tomorrow. We'll have to be early to be sure there are no surprises. So, make sure to be up early Harry."
Harry nodded frustratedly, and they walked upstairs together as a group. They plotted together how to join the order before school ended and came up with nothing.
When Fred and George walked Hunn back to their room in the late hours of the night they collapsed into bed together.
"We don't want you hurt," George whispered stroking her hair, as he spooned against her back.
"Too bad it is not your say," she reminded him.
"It is our say. We voted, and it was two against one." Fred told her snuggling closer.
She ignored them. Picking this battle for another day.
Hunn curled up in between them, surrounded by their warmth as the night grew cold. They slept at peace through the night. When they woke the next morning, they had missed everything. Harry had gone to his hearing and had come back officially a student again.
The rest of the summer passed by quickly.
The twins had found a spot for their joke shop and they had completed even more products.
Together they packed and created samples for sale during the school year and hid them inside her trunk so they wouldn't be found.
The day before term started they boarded the train with Molly shedding tears and making them promise to write and keep in touch even more so than normal.
Hunn could tell she was worried and it killed her to feel her anxiety.
The ride to Hogwarts was slow as always. Relaxing and calm.
The twins and Hunn had snuck into a small broom cupboard and snogged for an hour before the sweets lady found them and hurried them out and back to their compartment. They laughed and scurried away.
Fred and George played exploding snaps the rest of the way. The twins kicked Hunn's butt without even trying, she couldn't even win a game if they tried to lose.
The carriages pulled up near the train, and unlike last year skeletal houses pulled them. Hunn ignored it, keeping a close eye on them instead.
As they arrived, everyone filed into the great hall eager to eat and catch up with their friends.
Dumbledore cleared his throat and waited for calm, "Good evening, children. Now, we have two changes in staffing this year." We waited for him to continue in eagerness
"We're pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly Plank...who'll be taking Care of Magical Creatures...while Professor Hagrid is on temporary leave. We also wish to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher...Professor Dolores Umbridge." He gave the hall a small smile and winked.
"And I'm sure you'll all join me in wishing the professor good luck. Now, as usual, our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you..."
The small woman stepped forward. Cutting off Dumbledore. She cleared her throat and smiled, "Thank you, headmaster, for those kind words of welcome."