YOU MAKE MY HEART SHAKE, BEND, AND BREAK BUT I CAN'T TURN AWAY!
aurora "rory" archer was a powerhouse. well, sort of. she was a fierce friend with a heart of gold and a love of music. she was also awkward, bad at potions, and... fatherless. her frie...
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A FEW DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS, Rory and the twins arrived at the Burrow along with the Hogwarts kids, Bill and Fleur. It was nice to be somewhere other than the bakery and the flat, and even nicer to have Mrs. Weasley's cooking. However, Ron being back meant the twins were in their old ways of relentlessly teasing him. That night, before the three were about to set off for the village, Fred and George had to pick on Harry and Ron for peeling sprouts.
"Aaah, George, look at this. They're using knives and everything. Bless them."
"I'll be seventeen in two and a bit months' time," said Ron grumpily, "and then I'll be able to do it by magic!"
"But meanwhile," said George, sitting down at the kitchen table, putting his feet up on it, "we can enjoy watching you demonstrate the correct use of a — whoops-a-daisy!"
"You made me do that!" said Ron, who was now sucking his freshly cut thumb. "You wait, when I'm seventeen —"
"I'm sure you'll dazzle us all with hitherto unsuspected magicalskills," Fred rolled his eyes.
"And speaking of hitherto unsuspected skills, Ronald," said George, "what is this we hear from Ginny about you and a young lady called — unless our information is faulty — Lavender Brown?"
Rory crossed her arms. She too had heard about Ron's new girlfriend from nearly everyone she knew at Hogwarts. However, it, for some odd reason, was a touchy subject for the boy.
Ron look embarrassed as heturned back to the sprouts. "Mind your own business."
"What a snappy retort," said Fred. "I really don't know how you think of them. No, what we wanted to know was... how did ithappen?"
"What d'you mean?"
"Did she have an accident or something?" Fred sneered.
"Guys!" Rory snapped.
"What?" Ron scowled.
Fred continued, "Well, how did she sustain such extensive brain damage? Careful, now!"
Mrs. Weasley entered the room as Ron threw the sprout knife at Fred, who had turned it into a paper airplane with one lazy flick of his wand.
"Ron!" she said furiously. "Don't you ever let me see you throwing knives again!"
"I won't," said Ron, "let you see," he added under his breath, as he turned back to the sprouts.
"Fred, George, I'm sorry, dears, but Remus is arriving tonight, so Bill will have to squeeze in with you two."
