Year 5
(From book 3-Prisoner of Azkaban)
The train was speeding across the tracks and I was sitting with Fred, while George and Lee were who knows where. It was nearly nightfall, which meant that we were almost to the platform. We were chatting casually while playing a muggle game- Uno, I think- and an idea finally struck me.
“Hey Freddie?” I asked, not realizing why I hadn’t asked earlier.
He looked up from the cards in his hands, his brow furrowed. “Yeah, what’s up Cass?”
“Do you know what your dad wants for Christmas?” I ask, placing down a draw four card. “Yellow.”
He cusses and lets out a low chuckle at my antics. “The only thing my dad wants- is to know the functions of a rubber duck.”
“Dang it, I don’t even know the function of a rubber duck.” I say, placing down a skip card.
“Uno.” I say calmly, then placed down my last card.
He threw all twelve of his cards in the air- one of them gently landing on Drizzy, who was asleep behind him- and muttered some more profanities. “I can’t believe you won, again.”
“I still can’t believe you haven’t won once.” I chuckle slightly and in a completely joking manner.
He threw the empty cardboard box at me jokingly and I couldn’t help but laugh when it fell short and hit my knee, instead of my head. He also couldn’t compose himself, because he started laughing so hard that he hit his head on the seat.
“Ow.” He said blandly and it sent me into a new wave of laughter. The sliding glass door opened revealing a very smiley George and a flustered Lee.
“Where were you two?” Fred asked suggestively, still rubbing the back of his neck gingerly and I refrained myself from laughing even harder. We were talking about the two of them earlier and it was clear that we thought the same thing.
Lee blushed- it was barely noticeable, but I could tell. George on the other hand rolled his eyes and just answered the question. “We left to get snacks, also we got distracted- we kept meeting up with people.”
“And before you say anything Cassie, we couldn’t find the Trolley lady.” Lee huffed and looked kinda disappointed.
I started putting the cards up and muttered under my breath. “M’gay.”
Fred- who was right next to me and helping put up cards- put a fist to his mouth to stop himself from laughing, but the amusement and smile on his face were apparent.
“What was that?” Lee asked, surprised and George raised his eyebrows.
“I said, ‘M’kay’.” I said looking up from the mess of cards, feigning innocence. “What did you think I said?”
“Oh, nothing…” Lee said, scratching the back of his neck and George looked away shyly.
They both sat down and the environment went into its normal relaxed state. The stars appeared as night fell, creating a cascade of curiosity and beauty. It got slightly colder in the compartment, but none of us noticed as laughter kept us warm with joy. The train slowed, signaling that it was time to get off of the express. I picked up Drizzy in my arms and we all grabbed individual bags, waiting to get off the train.
***
I had barely made it off the platform, before getting crushed into a hug.
“Oh, it is so good to see you dear!” Molly exclaimed, and squeezed even tighter, making it so I could barely breath from the amount of affection.
“Mum- don’t suffocate her, I would like it if you kept her alive.” Fred joked, but there was still a hint of seriousness in his tone.
“Yeah, we wouldn’t want a guilty conscience.” George chuckled also.
Molly let me go and went to her twins, yanking them down so roughly that their heads collided together.
“Ow!”
I giggled as I looked at Lee’s slightly wary facial expression and Mrs. Weasley let go so she could get formally introduced to Lee.
“Oh, you must be Lee Jordan! I’ve heard so much about you!” She smiled brightly and I couldn’t help but look at Fred who made eye contact with me and pointed to his brother while smirking.
Molly wasted no time giving a giant bear hug to Lee. He was definitely startled at first, but he -just like everyone else who’s ever hugged her- wasted no time hugging back. Everyone loved Molly’s hug, and not just because they were nice. They made you feel accepted and honestly loved as a person. I’ve actually seen and been one of the people to just break down in her arms.
It was clear where the twins got their traits from. Fred was just like his mum- talkative, protective, short tempered, aggressive, and was quite cunning. Whereas George was more like Mr. Weasley- quiet, curious, level-headed, more passive, better at reasoning, and more of a listener.
“Where’s Percy?” Molly asked, looking around the sea of people, children and their families rushing around.
George let out a quiet snort of laughter, then started whistling and rocking back and forth on his heels. Lee took one look at George and had to stifle a laugh. I don’t have any idea what those two did, but it was clearly hilarious. Not even moments later Percy came staggering out of the train and I could swear his bag was trying to eat him. He was fighting with it and very clearly losing. George and Lee were sniggering quietly, while Fred and I were trying our hardest not to howl with laughter.
Mrs. Weasley finally spotted and exclaimed excitedly. “Oh, there he is— what in Merlin's name is he doing?”
She looked at Percy, clearly confused and then realized that he was in ‘danger’. She went full mother mode and rushed over to Percy, who had fallen over and his bag was nibbling on his pant leg. Molly muttered a reverse spell and the bag instant became normal and fell to its side.
“I have no clue what happened, it did that right before the train stopped.” Percy explained exasperated, while standing up and staring daggers at his bag- like it was his absolute downfall.
“You alright Perc?” I asked, trying my best to keep a straight face.
He picked up his bag tentatively, as if it was going to attack again.
“Hm? Oh, yes- thank you for asking Casima. At least someone cares.”He replied back in his usual pompous attitude and glared at the twins.
Since when did I say I cared? I gave him a questioning look and glanced over to George who shrugged his shoulders in response.
“Well come on you five, to the Floo we go.” Molly said excitedly, clearly overjoyed that she would have a full house this Christmas.
***
The Burrow was probably my single most favorite place to be. It was just like the Gryffindor common room- warm, clustered, smelled wonderful, but it was a thousand times better. As soon I stepped into the living room a pillow had hit me in the face, followed by Fred and Lee to burst into laughter. George threw a pillow back at his brother, so I threw one at him while he was distracted. It unfolded into a full fledged pillow fight, and it was really fun and chaotic. Lee and I ended up secretly teaming up, because we were both easily the main targets.
It went on for a good while, until Molly informed us that Mr. Weasley would be home soon and we should go unpack. I was assigned to Ginny’s room, while Lee got Ron’s room. Drizzy pounced up the stairs after me, slightly larger than when I had first gotten her. I set my bag by the bed, not even bothering to unpack it fully. Ginny’s room definitely got one of the best views in the entire house. The room was high enough that you were able to see the pond that was about a mile away and you could always see the sunset.
My little blue kneazle started to sniff around, curious about the new living situation. I was kind of glad that Ron wasn’t here, purely on how many times Drizzy had tried to eat Scabbers (even though it was out of Ron’s sight). She continued to trot around aimlessly, until finally finding someone’s old T-shirt and nestling into it. I grabbed a large and put on a Quidditch sweater from my bag, not really caring whose it was. I tended to wear a little bit larger clothes, so all of the clothes in our dorm were shared and had free reign. Most of the girls also tended to share clothes, so what I wore varied to many extent.
I went down the steps slowly, taking in as much of the moment as I possibly could. I got to where Fred and George’s room was- the next floor down- and waited for them. I had no doubt in my mind that Lee was going to be down soon, if he already wasn’t. As if on cue somebody bumped into me from behind.
“I’m sorry! I totally wasn’t watching where I was going.” Lee uttered frantically, clearly in awe of the entire place.
I laughed- though it wasn’t because of what he said, but rather on what he was wearing. Lee also wore a Gryffindor Quidditch sweater that looked exactly like the one I was wearing, but his was slightly smaller.
“Let me guess, it belongs to George.” I tease smirking widely.
He rolled and counter asked the question sarcastically. “Let me guess, it belongs to Oliver.”
I pondered for a minute before answering. “Actually, I’m not sure. It could be anyone on the team besides Harry’s.”
He was about to make a remark back, but Fred walked out and started laughing, and I couldn’t help but join in. He was wearing the same exact thing as Lee and I. It was obviously his or Georges because it fit him perfectly, but my guess was his.
“Wait, whose sweater are you wearing?” Fred asked, confused.
I shrugged. “I don’t know, I didn’t check. Could you tell me?”
I turned around so that he could check the number. “ Six, that’s George's Quidditch sweater.”
I looked at Lee in confusion. “Then whose are you wearing?”
He looked slightly surprised, but then started to take off the sweater to take a look at it. He blinked a few times, and I took mine off knowing he probably wanted to trade.
We switched and it was much bigger on him than the other one had. “Could you please keep your boyfriend's stuff from lying around.”
I rolled my eyes and realized that Lee was wearing Oliver's sweater just then. I couldn’t refrain myself from laughing and it seemed that Fred couldn’t either. George walked out of his room, also wearing a sweater, but it was blue and had reindeer on it. His hair was also slightly damp, so it was obvious he had just been in the shower.
“Was this planned, and I just wasn’t invited?” He chuckled, faking being offended.
I rolled my eyes and let out a breathy laugh. I heard a sudden faint chatter occurring on the lower floors and I was almost positive that Mr.Weasley had finally gotten off work.
“Oh- dad’s home, c’mon I’ll introduce you!” George said excitedly, grabbed Lee’s hand and led him down the stairs.
Fred smiled amused and I couldn’t help but shake my head in silent laughter. Lee may have had a chance at hiding, but George absolutely did not. He got way too excited and wasn’t that good at hiding things- hence the reason he almost never talks when we get caught for pranks. We followed after the two of them quickly and we saw Lee shaking Mr.Weasley hand.
“So, your father was adopted by muggles- you must know so much about the muggle world.” Mr. Weasley inferred, smiling widely, still grasping Lee’s hand.
“Oh- uh, yeah. I mean I spend a lot of time with my grandparents.” Lee stammered out, looking so abashed that a grown adult held an interest in his life.
I sent him a reassuring smile and after Lee was introduced properly, I managed to drag Mr.Weasley long enough away from Lee, to say hello. Percy had come down, greeting his father as professionally as usual. Mr.Weasley changed out of his work robes while everyone else was making hot chocolate. It was quite late and we probably would have already been told to go to bed if it wasn’t for Mr.Weasley being late.
We were having a little too much fun making each other's drinks. Normally I don’t think Percy would ever willingly drink something I made, but he seemed to trust me a little bit more than Fred and George. George was making Lee’s drink and I had to refrain myself from ‘aw-ing’, because he started on the whip cream and was making a heart with it.
I peeked at what Fred was making for me, but before I got a glance Fred blocked my view with his shoulder and used his hand- which had whipped cream on it- to gently push my face away.
“Fredrick Gideon!” I scolded loudly and he sniggered at what he did.
“Sorry, not sorry.”
Everyone else looked over and couldn’t help but join in with the laugher. I took some whipped cream on my thumb and wiped it on his forehead.
“Simba.”
Lee and George chortled out, knowing exactly what I meant- we had gone and seen ‘the lion king’ in a movie theater for muggles when they visited me in third year. Fred clearly knew what I was talking about and looked amused nonetheless, a smirk written across his face.
***
We were all finished making the hot chocolate and we had gathered in the living room, talking amongst ourselves. Fred had made a little Christmas tree with my drink and even made a little star out of a marshmallow. I was in charge of Percy’s drink, and so I just made a flower with sprinkles.
Most of the questions and talk were directed towards Lee, but he was new- so I wasn’t surprised. I had no idea what time it was, but it was clearly getting late because Lee was leaning against George, very nearly asleep. After Percy almost spilt the remainder of his drink, because he was nodding off- we were all sent to bed. I felt bad because Lee had the longest route to the room he was sleeping in and he was clearly the most exhausted. We all went up to our rooms and George helped Lee to Ron’s room. But I’m pretty sure he stayed there, because George didn’t pass Ginny’s room again that early morning.
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