"We must be going! We're late!" Arthur yelled through the house. Tori watched as Fred shoveled bags of toffee into his pockets. The twins and Tori had known about Dudley Dursley and his new "diet". So how could he not resist a delicious piece of candy?
Tori had offered to go with, wanting to make sure Harry was okay. Harry Potter lived with Muggles, that didn't seem to like him that much. They had tried putting bars on his window two years ago to stop him from going to Hogwarts and even made him sleep in a cupboard.
In a way, Tori couldn't wait to give their son this treat. Arthur kissed his wife on the cheek and went first into the fireplace. "Privet Drive!" George Weasley appeared next to his brother whispering. "Lee got back to me, he's made a few extra of those order forms."
While cleaning out the twins' room, Molly had found their forms for inventions they planned on selling. It caused a huge fight between them. Molly wanted them to go work for the ministry, but they wanted to open their shop.
Fred grinned, quickly following his father. Tori then followed him. She was immediately thrown into Fred's back, bumping her head. "Ouch!"
Fred, Tori, no— go back, go back, there's been some kind of mistake— tell George not to— OUCH! George, no, there's no room, go back quickly and tell Ron—"
"Maybe Harry can hear us, Dad— maybe he'll be able to let us out—"
Arthur began knocking on the boards covering the fire. "Harry? Harry, can you hear us?" He called. Tori was shoved into George, stepping on my foot. "Hey! That's my foot!"
"I'm sorry, it's a little tight!"
"Mr. Weasley? Can you hear me?" Harry's voice called out to them. Tori shushed them violently.
"Mr. Weasley, it's Harry... the fireplace has been blocked up. You won't be able to get through there."
"Damn! What on earth did they want to block up the fireplace for?"
"They've got an electric fire," Harry's voice explained. "Really?" Mr. Weasley said excitedly. "Eclectic, you say? With a plug? Gracious, I must see that... Let's think... Ouch, Ron!"
Ron had now joined the rest of them.
"What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?" He asked, pushing through from the back.
"Oh no, Ron," Fred snapped, very sarcastically. "No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up."
"Yeah, we're having the time of our lives here," George said. His voice sounded muffled, as he was squashed against the wall by his younger brother. Tori tried to pull out her wand, but she could hardly move.
Tori was a little closer to Fred than she would have liked. She patted him on the shoulder, seeing that the twin's hair wasn't the only thing that had a growth spurt over the summer.
"Boys, boys..." Mr. Weasley sighed vaguely. "I'm trying to think what to do... Yes... only way... Stand back, Harry." Arthur yanked out his wand, pointing it forward.
"Wait a moment!"A new voice bellowed. "What exactly are you going to -"
BANG.
The group stepped through, dusting themselves off. Harry peeked out from behind the couch, grinning at each and every one of them. "That's better," panted Mr. Weasley, brushing dust from his long green robes and straightening his glasses. "Ah— you must be Harry's aunt and uncle!"
Tori immediately turn her gaze into a cold hard stare at the family, who looked rather frightened and covered in dust.
"Er - yes - sorry about that," Mr. Weasley apologized, lowering his hand and looking over his shoulder at the blasted fireplace. "It's all my fault. It just didn't occur to me that we wouldn't be able to get out at the other end. I had your fireplace connected to the Floo Network, you see— just for an afternoon, you know, so we could get Harry. Muggle fireplaces aren't supposed to be connected, strictly speaking— but I've got a useful contact at the Floo Regulation Panel and he fixed it for me. I can put it right in a jiffy, though, don't worry.
I'll light a fire to send the boys back, and then I can repair your fireplace before I Disapparate."
Tori was ready to bet that the Dursleys hadn't understood a single word of this. They were still gaping at Mr. Weasley, thunderstruck.
"Hello, Harry!" M Mr. Weasley said father brightly. "Got your trunk ready?"
"It's upstairs," Harry replied. "We'll get it," Fred said at once. Winking at Harry, he, George, and Tori left the room. They knew where Harry's bedroom was, having once rescued him from it in the dead of night.
Tori grinned, glancing into every room that they had passed. She opened Harry's room, letting the twins in and leaning against the door. They swiftly grabbed the trunk, heaving it downstairs. Tori felt eyes upon her and she quickly turned around to see a rather fat boy running in the opposite direction.
She smirked, gesturing to the door. The twins glanced at each other before rushing down the hallways. Dudley was leaning against the wall down back in the living room, rather pale.
They glanced around as they entered and spotted Dudley. Their faces cracked into identical evil grins.
"Ah, right," Arthur nodded. "Better get cracking then." He pushed up the sleeves of his robes and took out his wand. Tori saw the Dursleys drawback against the wall as one.
"Incendio!" Arthur shouted, pointing his wand at the hole in the wall behind him.
Flames rose at once in the fireplace, crackling merrily as though they had been burning for hours. Arthur took a small drawstring bag from his pocket, untied it, took a pinch of the powder inside, and threw it onto the flames, which turned emerald green and roared higher than ever.
"Off you go then, Fred,"
"Coming," Fred said. "Oh no— hang on—"
A bag of sweets had spilled out of Fred's pocket and the contents were now rolling in every direction— big, fat toffees in brightly colored wrappers.
Fred scrambled around, cramming them back into his pocket, then gave the Dursleys a cheery wave, stepped forward, and walked right into the fire, saying "the Burrow!" There was a whooshing sound, and Fred vanished.
"Right then, George, you and the trunk."
Tori helped George carry the trunk forward into the flames and turn it onto its end so that he could hold it better. Then, with a second whoosh, George had cried "the Burrow!"
and vanished too.
"Ron, you next,"
"See you," Ron said brightly to the Dursleys. He grinned broadly at Harry, then stepped into the fire, shouted "the Burrow!" and disappeared.
"Tori, your turn."
Tori had tried her best to stall and it paid off, she heard a scream and turned to see what had happened. Dudley was no longer standing behind his parents. He was kneeling beside the coffee table, and he was gagging and sputtering on a foot-long, purple, tongue that was protruding from his mouth.
Arthur had to shout to make himself heard. "Not to worry, I can sort him out!" He yelled, advancing on Dudley with his wand outstretched, but Aunt Petunia screamed worse than ever and threw herself on top of Dudley, shielding him from Arthur.
"No, really!" Arthur shouted desperately. "It's a simple process it was the toffee— my son Fred— real practical joker— but it's only an Engorgement Charm— at least, I think it is— please, I can correct it—"
But far from being reassured, the Dursleys became more panic-stricken; Petunia Dursley was sobbing hysterically, tugging Dudley's tongue as though determined to rip it out; Dudley appeared to be suffocating under the combined pressure of his mother and his tongue and Vernon Dursley, who had lost control completely, seized a china figure from on top of the sideboard and threw it very hard at Arthur, who ducked, causing the ornament to shatter in the blasted fireplace.
"Now really! I'm trying to help!" Bellowing like a wounded hippo, Vernon snatched up another ornament.
"Harry, Tori, go! Just go!" Arthur shouted, his wand on Uncle Vernon. "I'll sort this out!" Tori wished she could have stayed but Arthur looked rather angry. She wrapped her arm around Harry's shoulders whispering to him as they got inside of the fireplace.
"You know what Harry? I don't like your family— at all. I'm officially adopting you as my little brother. You may now refer to me as Big Sis. Sound good, Little Bro?"
Harry grinned, "Sounds good, Big Sis." The two then circled around and shouted, "The Burrow!"
i literally love this book so much