Albus , finally getting Nova to relax a little bit, tried to enjoy his time at the Burrow. Although Teddy and Victorie acted to cool to play with kids, there really wasn't anything else to do. Albus took a few stabs at his house from them, but besides that, it was nice to take a break from classes. For better or for worse, Lily was attached to his knee practically the whole time.
"Albus let's play!" Lily exclaimed for the tenth time, while he was trying to explain Exploding Snap to Nova.
Exasperated, Albus looked at her.
"What is it you want to play so badly?"
"Fairys!"
"Why don't you go ask Rose?"
Lily pouted.
"Because I want to play with you. And Rose already said no."
Nova gave her a small smile.
"Hey, why don't I go play with you?"
Albus stared at her.
"Don't under any circumstance. You have no clue what you're getting into."
Lily made puppy dog eyes at Nova. She would settle to play with anyone at this point, even a stranger.
"How bad can it be?"
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Three hours of fairy playing later, Nova learned how bad it can be.
"Do the special fairy dance again!" Lily squealed.
"Again? For the twentieth time?"
Albus, who had sat to watch, was laughing his head off.
"That was absolutely hilarious. I need photographic evidence of it."
Nova glared at him.
"Who gave you permission to sit here?"
Albus fished around for an excuse.
"Well, she is my sister, and well...I care about her protection?"
"What am I going to do? Eat her?"
"Turn her into a hyperactive sarcastic."
"Excuse you. I have not a sarcastic bone in my body."
"That's because it's in your blood."
Lily, losing the trail of conversation, tried to pull Nova away from Albus.
"Less talking more dancing! I'll even let you put on the special wings!"
"Sorry Lily but think I have to clock out of this one..."
"Dinner!" Mrs Weasley called.
"Exactly. We have to eat dinner."
The three went down the stairs. Albus could smell the feast awaiting them. Suddenly, a thought came to him.
"Hey, Nova. Can we make a bet?"
"For what?"
"I bet you will never want to eat a piece of food again after dinner."
"Are you sure about that? I have a very large appetite. And room for dessert."
"I have faith in my grandmother."
"Fine, you're on."
When they reached the dining room, they stopped in the doorway. A separate table had been laid aside to assist the overflow of food. The dining table was already full of various dishes.
"I know I may have gotten a bit ahead of myself," gushed Mrs Weasley, "But we have so much company, and Albus brought his friend, so I thought I should go all out."
Her tone suddenly changed as the rest of the house froze at the doorway, staring at the mass of food.
"Nobody leaves without at least three helpings of everything."
"Mum please tell me we are inviting a mass of trolls to eat with us."
Mrs Weasley ignored Uncle Ron. She beckoned for them to sit outside.
"Since we have two new Hogwarts students, I decided to make it a bit of an event and have an outdoor dinner, if that's alright. There are tables already set up."
Everyone headed outside, but Albus saw Uncle Ron sticking behind. He wondered what was wrong, so he slowly moved to the corner. Nova and Lily had followed the crowd outside, so he was alone. Uncle Ron and Mrs Weasley hadn't noticed him, so he decided it was too late to regret eavesdropping and awkwardly leave.
"Mum. Is he going to come down?"
Mrs Weasley's eyes grew hard and sad.
"I don't think so, Ron. I cooked his favourites, hoping the smell would lure him down."
Uncle Ron scoffed.
"The smell of meat pies wouldn't make him join in."
"That's not his favourite food," whispered Mrs Weasley, on the verge of tears.
Albus wondered who they were talking about. Then he realised...
"George has been here for two months," Mrs Weasley said, growing louder, "And he has refused to eat with anyone! Or even come to the living room to talk to people. None of the children will even know him! Holed up in his room doing who knows what! Nineteen years have gone and he's still a wreck Ron! Why can't he.....why can't he move on? At least a little bit?"
Even though she said them, the worlds seemed to pain Mrs Weasley terribly.
"Mum give him a break mum! He really tried! He tried running the joke shop! He tried finding a girlfriend! He even lived on his own until you insisted he come live here!"
Uncle Ron's voice went quiet.
"Of all the scars left by the battle, his run deepest. And they will never stop heal. Not ever. You don't move on from being cut in half"
Suddenly at the foot of the stairs, an unfamiliar voice spoke.
"You have a huge potential for a poetry Ron," said George Weasley.

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Harry Potter and the Story Without Delphi
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