Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

waved her wand to clear away the dinner plates.
"Yep, Ginny, Hermione, Ron and I figured we'd be nice to Mrs. Weasley and take some of the strain off
of her. We were here before Bill and Fleur's wedding, we know just how…stressed she can get." Harry
smiled at Mrs. Weasley, who smiled back, a small hint of appreciation showing behind her eyes. Even
though she would never admit it, Harry could tell that she was a bit glad to have some of the strain off
of herself.
For the next hour the family sat around the table, catching up on news. Percy had been promoted again;
he was now the senior assistant to the Minister. George and Angelina told everybody about the shop,
Charley had agreed to stay home for an extra week and run it with the help of Bill and Fleur, who were
taking off work for the week.
Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione told the family about school and classes, saying that it was nice to
have Malfoy and some of the meaner Slytherens gone. They didn't mention the problems they
suspected the castle was having, and they all doubted they would have gotten any answers if they had.
They had agreed to talk to Charley at the wedding about the summer, even if they had to get him drunk
so that he would answer.
Eventually George and Angelina said they had to leave, they wanted to put up a new display in the
morning and needed to get to sleep a bit early.
That started the flow; Bill and Fleur left a few minuets later, also using work as an excuse. Then Percy
and Charley went to sleep, saying that they were just tired. Finally Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione
said they had to go also, Harry and Ginny wanted to visit Teddy in the next few days, and Ron and
Hermione were planning on spending a day or two with Hermione's parents before Christmas.
The four grabbed their trunks from beside the back door and went to the fire place. They each grabbed
a pinch of floo powder and got ready to go. Mrs. Weasley stepped up to them and gave them each a
short but hard hug, "don't forget dears, we're only an owl away if you need anything, don't hesitate to
ask for help."
"We won't mum," said Ginny as her mother hugged her.
"We'll see the four of you for Christmas eve dinner," said Mr. Weasley as Harry stepped forward and
through his powder into embers that were smoldering in the fireplace. Suddenly green flames burst into
existence as if a copper breathing dragon had suddenly sneezed.
Harry stepped into the flames with his trunk and said loudly and clearly "Number 12 Grimmuald
Place." He felt himself spinning around rapidly, the trunk being dragged behind him. Then he stopped,
his trunk hitting the grate next to him. He quickly stepped out of the way and dragged his trunk from
the hearth, making a place for the next person, Ginny, to land.
As he waited for Ginny he took a quick look around the small dining room. It had the look of being
thoroughly scrubbed recently; it looked just like it had nearly a year and a half ago when He, Ron and
Hermione had inhabited the house for few months on their Horocrux hunt.
Harry didn't have long to wait it turned out; he had barely taken one look around the room when Ginny
came spinning into the fire place. He helped her out quickly and she smiled up at him.
"So, give me a tour," she said after a few moments.
"You've been here before," Harry muttered
"Yeah, but that was before it was the base of Harry Potter and his Horocrux hunt." Ginny teased, "And
it was before you owned it, and before Kreacher was nice. I want to see what it's like now."