Chapter 21 - Muggles Are NOT Supposed To Fly

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Before this chapter, I just wanted to say that you for 1.4k views and over 70 votes! I wasn't expecting this, but I'm truly grateful <3 (also grateful is such a weird word, it makes me think of a cheese grater-)


Reader POV

Sleeping is hard.

Especially when you were being shaken, wait-

"Y/n get up! We need to leave!" a familiar voice said.

"What? What's happening? I swear if this is some prank-" You weren't able to finish your sentence before getting dragged out of bed and handed your jacket.

"Not a prank. According to Mr. Weasley, it's bad," 'Mione said, still holding your wrist. When you exited the tent, you were met with screaming and flashing lights. What was happening?

You looked around confused, and then you saw it. Four figures, four muggles struggling in the air, held there by a group of laughing wizards in masks. You wanted to vomit. This was disgusting.


"We're going to help the Ministry!" you heard Mr. Weasley shout over the noise. "Kids, get into the woods and stick together. I'll come and fetch you when we've sorted everything out!"

A larger hand grabbed onto yours and pulled you towards the woods. You looked up to see none other than George holding (well, grabbing) your hand. If it weren't for the situation at hand you'd probably be at the mercy of Hermione's teasing, but there were obviously more pressing matters at the moment.


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It wasn't long before you stopped running to sit down and lay low. The whole time you didn't let go of George's hand, and he didn't make any moves to let go either.

"Do you think the others are ok?" you asked, looking around your small group. You, George, Fred, and Ginny had gotten separated from Hermione, Harry and Ron while running, and you couldn't help but worry.

"I hope so... I mean, it's the Harry Potter, right? Not to mention that Hermione's there. And Ron I suppose, but the point is that I'm sure they're fine..." Ginny said quietly.

You sighed and squeezed George's hand. And although you were scared and disgusted at what had happened, you couldn't help but feel a little better when the ginger squeezed back.



A/N

I swear this part of the story is killing me slowly T-T

But so is everything else so it's ok-

Please pardon the chapter names too, I'm using all my brain power to write a story that makes sense :,)

Also just a heads-up, I'm going to be out of province for a few days, so I'm either going to update before Friday or some time next week.

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