Snogging at the Burrow

Chapter 19

Harry was sitting at the table, eating with the rest of the house. It turned out Fantane didn't know any English, and Ginny and him found amusement in Ron's attempt at speaking through sign language.

Hermione slumped into the room, now dressed and hair tucked into a braid that she tied off with a hairband which was fashioned from one of the many ropes and strings in Charlie's room. Apparently he had a collection from working with Dragons, and she wanted to show him she could in fact tie a knot.

"He does realize that translator spells exist, right?" Hermione whispered to Harry as she took the seat across from him.

Harry laughed outright at the comment passing her a plate of pancakes but she shook her head. "Already ate, but thank you."

"OWL!" Ron said loudly towards Fleur's cousin, flapping his arms as to mimic the creature. "DO YOU HAVE A OWL?"

"Hermione, did anyone else get back last night?"

"Only Charlie, the rest are staying at the ministry till tonight. He's upstairs now, replying to Bill." She informed Ginny, continuing to watch Ron's charades.

"Oi Potter, want a game of Quidditch after breakfast. We could get a game going with the lot of us."

Harry looked over at Cormac, startled slightly. He looked at him, swallowing before his attempt at a reply. "Er....sorry Mcglaggen, I'm afraid I'm busy, got loads of homework to catch up on....homework for days."

"You're not scared are you Potter?" He questioned, whilst licking whip cream off one of his fingers.

Ginny threw him a glare. "Who made the Quidditch team, You or Ron?" Ginny asked hotly.

Cormac glared at her. "Fine, We'll just have to make due without you Potter."

"Good luck with that, isn't it a bit stormy outside?" Harry replied, the anger evident in his voice.

"Harry leave him be, he'll only keep at it with you if you let him." Hermione said calmly.

"Harry can do whatever he likes, can't you Harry." Ron said all of a sudden.

They looked to Ron. Harry was surprised by the sudden aid by his friend and nodded his head. "Er, sure, thanks Ron."

"You're welcome mate." He said proudly.

Hermione rolled her eyes. This table was too immature for her liking.

"What was that?"

Hermione looked to Harry with concern. "What was what Harry?" She asked.

"Outside, I thought I just saw something."

They all looked to the window, only to see the snow swirling harshly against the glass. It was howling just as loud as it had the previous night, the sound sending chills down Hermione's spine. "Harry nothing is there." Hermione said.

"No, there was someone. Just outside the window."

Before she could continue to insist that nothing was there at all, Harry had jumped up out of his seat. "Harry don't!" Hermione hissed, but he swung open the front door disappearing into the snow.

She looked to Ginny, and they both got up as well. They exited the Burrow, as soon as they did so, wind was whipping harshly against their faces, so much so that they couldn't see.

"Harry!" Ginny called in a panicked voice, and Hermione saw the blur of her hair as she squinted.

"GINNY, WE MUST STAY TOGETHER!" She yelled over the roar of the wind.