Chapter 64

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Mira, Harry, and Dumbledore approached the back door of the Burrow, which was surrounded by the familiar litter of old Wellington boots and rusty cauldrons; they could hear the soft clucking of sleepy chickens coming from a distant shed. Dumbledore knocked three times and Harry and Mira saw sudden movement behind the kitchen window. "Who's there?" said a nervous voice they recognized as Mrs. Weasley's. "Declare yourself!"

"It is I, Dumbledore, bringing Harry and...Mira.", The door opened at once. Mrs. Weasley stood short, plump, and wearing an old green dressing gown. "Harry, dear! Gracious, Albus, you frightened me, you said not to expect you before morning! oh and Mira good to see you" she look at Mira strangely and then turn her eyes to Dumbledore, she also turned her eyes off her and saw a mousy brown hair woman sitting at the table clutching a large mug between her hands.

"Hi, Tonka." Mira waved at her brightly, Tonka looked drawn, even ill, and there was something forced in her smile.

"Hey Mira, no one told me you are coming too"

"Ah, hello, Nymphadora!" Dumbledore said looking at Tonka's drawn face

"Hello, Professor," she said. "Wotcher, Harry."

"Hi, Tonks."

"I'd better be off," she said quickly, standing up and pulling her cloak around her shoulders. "Thanks for the tea and sympathy, Molly, and I'll meet you later Mira"

"Please don't leave on my account," said Dumbledore courteously, "I cannot stay, I have urgent matters to discuss with Rufus Scrimgeour."

Dumbledore or Tonka both left the room going their own ways,

"You're like Ron," Mrs. Weasley sighed, looking him up and down. "Both of you look as though you've had Stretching Jinxes put on you. I swear Ron's grown four inches since I last bought him school robes. Are you hungry, Harry?...... Mira"

Harry awkwardly looked between Mira and Mrs. Weasley " I...-

"I just had dinner," she replied with a smile at Mrs. Weasley, then turned her head to Harry. "Probably Harry is hungry."

"I am?" said Harry, puzzlingly but couldn't seem to say anything more because at that moment, Cedric barged into the room.

"Mira!" Cedric walked towards her as fast as he could and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her off the floor for a second before embracing her tightly in his arms. Mira was taken aback by his sudden action, but she couldn't help but hug him back. Her head was pressed against his chest, and she could hear his heart beating.

"You're still so short," Mira heard Cedric chuckle, causing her to kick him on his feet. He released her from the hug and groaned in pain.

"You are still so short," Mira heard Cedric say, chuckling. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by his comment. She playfully kicked him on his feet, causing him to release her from the hug and groan in pain.

"Why are you here?" Mira asked coldly, trying to hide her true feelings.

"Why are you here?" Cedric repeated the question, a playful smile on his face. "If you tell me, then I'll do the same."
Mira rolled her eyes at his playful tone. "Dumbledore brought me here. There's nothing special about it."

"So, it's just my home," Cedric said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"What happened to your home?" Mira already guessed his answer, but she asked him to confirm

"We got attacked by some... you-know-who's supporters," Cedric told her with a serious tone. But in the next moment, his smile returned, and he asked, "I just came here a few days ago, but no one told me you were also coming. Everyone was just talking about Harry."

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