This is the second book in the series of Black's Prophecy.
Cordelia Lupin-Black is all set for her second year, but an elf pops out of nowhere and warns her not to go. She ignores his warning only to find herself hearing weird voices and students ge...
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You were outside Harry's window along with Ron and the twins, with whom you have gotten a lot closer to in the last three days which you spend there. The first night after Ron told you about Harry's whereabouts, you guys made a plan to get him out, your gang knew, naturally but they couldn't come.
"Ron." breathed Harry, creeping to the window and pushing it up so they could talk through the bars. "Ron, how did you -? What the -?"
Harry's mouth fell open as the full impact of what he was seeing hit him. Ron was leaning out of the back window of an old turquoise car, which was parked in midair . Grinning at Harry from the front seats were Fred and George, Ron's elder twin brothers.
"Hi to you too Harry." You said sarcastically, as you came into his view.
"Cordelia? What are you guys doing here?" He asked still trying to grasp the situation.
"All right, Harry?" asked George.
"What's been going on?" said Ron. "Why haven't you been answering my letters? I've asked you to stay about twelve times, and then Dad came home and said you'd got an official warning for using magic in front of Muggles--"
"It wasn't me - and how did he know?"
"He works for the Ministry," said Ron. "You know we're not supposed to do spells outside school--"
"You should talk," said Harry, staring at the floating car.
"Oh, this doesn't count," said Ron. "We're only borrowing this. It's Dad's, we didn't enchant it. But doing magic in front of those Muggles you live with--"
"I told you, I didn't - but it'll take too long to explain now - look, can you tell them at Hogwarts that the Dursleys have locked me up and won't let me come back, and obviously I can't magic myself out, because the Ministry'll think that's the second spell I've done in three days, so--"
"Stop. Explain later, we gotta get you out of here." You put stop to his blabbering.
"But you can't magic me out either--"
"We don't need to," said Ron, jerking his head toward the front seat and grinning. "You forget who I've got with me."
"Tie that around the bars," said Fred, throwing the end of a rope to Harry.
"If the Dursleys wake up, I'm dead," said Harry as he tied the rope tightly around a bar and Fred revved up the car.
"Don't worry," said Fred, "and stand back."
Harry stood back in the shadows after tying the rope to the bars. The car revved louder and louder by each second and suddenly, the bars were pulled clean out of the window as Fred drove straight up in the air. Harry ran back to the window to see the bars dangling a few feet above the ground. Panting, Ron hoisted them up into the car. Harry listened anxiously, but there was no sound from the Dursleys'bedroom.
