Its been about a week since Harry and I first arrived at the Burrow. Ginny and I have been spending loads of time together, which makes George very jealous.
"So you're telling me that your uncle just bought you a Nimbus two-thousand and one just because he wants you to play quidditch, a sport you don't even like?" Ginny says to me as we sit out in the grass playing a game of gobstones.
"Yeah, I have it in our room. You can ride it later if you want."
Ginny's mouth falls open. "Really? All I've ever ridden is Ron's old Shooting Star."
"Definitely. We can go somewhere just the two of us so the boys don't push us around."
Almost as soon as that sentence leaves my mouth George comes outside and stands right behind me. "Ginny, can I have my girlfriend back, please? I've seen her less this week than I have all of July."
"Why don't you go back to exploding things with Fred? We are in the middle of a game." Ginny says back very sassy like.
"Just because you don't have any friends for yourself doesn't mean you get to steal my girlfriend from me," George says back in the same sassy tone.
"I have friends!" Ginny shouts. She stands up and whispers "Volatilis Lutum" while looking at her brother. Instantly giant bogey bats fly from Georges's nose. George screams and Ginny and I burst into laughter. Once it finally stops George looks at his sister with bewilderment.
"What the bloody hell was that?" He says both angry and impressed.
Ginny smirks. "None of your business is what it was. Now leave us alone!"
George goes to walk away but I grab his pant leg. "I'll come to your room after this game is done okay?" George smiles and nods, Ginny looks down at the grass disappointed. "Ginny and I will hang out after dinner for a bit, time flies by around then." Ginny looks up at me, fully understanding what I mean and she smiles really wide.
"Alright, but hurry up," George says, he rubs his nose and walks away.
I turn back to Ginny, "Okay seriously what did you just do to him?"
Ginny giggles. "It's called the bat bogey hex. I read about it in one of Charlie's old school books that's in the attic. It comes in handy once in a while. It's the only spell I've been able to master really."
"It's a bloody brilliant spell to master."
It doesn't take long to finish our game, and after we pack up I make my way back into the house and up the crooked stairs. It's not very hard to find the twins room. The door is bright green with big F's and G's covering it. In the middle of the door hangs the sign I gave George for Christmas "Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes'.
Before I can even knock on the door, Fred pulls it open and drags me inside. "God finally you're here," Fred says. He turns to George who's sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room. "Can you focus now that your girlfriend is here you absolute pansy," Fred says, clearly annoyed with his brother's behaviour.
George comes over to me and pecks me lightly on the lips which causes Fred to fake vomit. "Now that she's here shes proving as a bigger distraction." He says softly. His nose brushing mine.
Fred throws his hands in the air. "I can't work like this! Violet, George, I'm giving you five minutes. FIVE MINUTES to yourself. But when I get back George you better be in the right mind." Fred leaves the room slamming the door behind him.
"Who tied his panties in a twist," I say to George, stepping away from him and looking at the mess on the floor.
"We've been working on a few things for our joke shop." George picks up a small black horn-like thing very carefully and holds it out for me to see. "We are trying to perfect these right now. We are going to call them... well, I'm not sure exactly but whatever. They are designed so that if you drop one, it will run far away and create a bunch of loud noise. So if the user is in trouble, with let's say Filch, just drop one of these out of your pocket and get ready to run." He places it back on the ground as gently as possible but as soon as it touches the floor it speeds off under a bed and explodes, shaking the whole house.
"That's genius you know that right?" He grabs my waist and pulls me in close to him. I wrap my arms around his neck.
"Fucking hell you two," Fred says coming back into the room, he throws his hand over his eyes and dramatically looks away from us.
"That was not at all five minutes," George says, letting go of me.
"I got bored. What are you gonna do? Kick me out of my own room?"
I sit on Georges bed and he sits on the floor in front of me. I stay with them till dinner, bouncing ideas off one another to fix and perfect their noise thing. On occasion, George leans back and plants a kiss on my leg to remind himself that I'm there.
Once we all finish dinner, Ginny and I run-up to her room and get ready to fly. I put on the green sweater that Molly made for me and some jeans and grab my broom.
"Wait, they'll see us carrying that downstairs," Ginny says to me. We decide to throw it out the window of her room, given shes only one floor in the air. We very calmly walk past Percy on the stairs and then run out of the kitchen door.
I run to the broom lying in the grass while Ginny goes to the shed to grab one of her brother's brooms. We then go to a padlock not too far from the house so we could fly around without being seen. I toss Ginny my broom and she catches it with one hand. "Go on then. Give it a go." She carefully mounts the brooms and looks at me before she kicks off.
The broom rockets into the sky, Ginny whoops and hollers the entire time. I mount the broom she took from the shed and take off after her. Its quite an adjustment, being so used to riding the newest and best broom money can buy to riding a very old, splintering broom.
We fly till its dark out. Once we are back on the ground Ginny give my broom back to me. "You're a fantastic flyer you know. You making the Hollyhead Harpies might just get me interested in quidditch."
Even in the dark, I can see Ginny's cheeks flush. We walk back to the house and sneak up to Ginny's room. I stash my broom back under the bed.
There is a knock on the door and Ron sticks his head in. "Mum found some old muggle firecrackers in the attic. We are going to go set them off. Want to come?"
We get up and follow Ron and Harry down the stairs. George, Fred, and a very unimpressed Percy are all in the kitchen already. Molly and Mr Weasley are holding two large bags full of the fireworks and blankets. I go over to George and he hugs me tight. I can feel Ginny watching us, so I look back at her and nod towards Harry. Hopefully giving her the push she needs to start up a conversation with him.
Together, we all make our way to the padlock that Ginny and I were just at. Molly and Mr Weasley start setting up the fireworks and the rest of us lay the blankets out far away from them.
"So Harry. What are your favourite kind of fireworks? I like the ones that look like a fountain." I hear Ginny say.
A smile spreads across my face when harry replies. "So how has your week been? We haven't really had much time just the two of us." George asks me.
"It's been absolutely fantastic Georgie. Molly is actually going to teach me how to make banana bread tomorrow." George laughs. He pulls me down to the blanket that he's sitting on and pulls me close to him.
"That's my favourite you know," he says with a big smile on his face.
"Course I know Weasley, why do you think she's teaching me?"