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[alt_sally_anne]

Oliver and I got home a little while ago from the Weasley house and it was wizard, thank you Ron for inviting us and thank you Mr and Mrs Weasley for letting him have so many friends come.

We played quidditch and it was actually really fun, they had me seek so I didn't have to worry about trying to catch the quaffle on a broomstick and during the first game I caught the snitch and my side won! During the second game we never found it and finally we gave up, though Oliver and Fred and George stayed out on their brooms until Mrs Weasley sent Percy out to bring them in, I think they'd have kept on pretending they couldn't hear her otherwise.

And Ron showed us the ghoul in the attic and Ginny showed me the beehives. And it turns out that Mr Weasley likes to tinker with things just like my and put charms on things to make them work better, or at least differently.

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[alt_arthur]

What information was that, Molly?

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[alt_molly]

Oh, it was quite sad, really. I was washing dishes after lunch, and she came in, quite furtively, to slip me an address on a crumpled piece of parchment. It was her father's address, and she was so nervous when she talked to me about it, I realised afterwards, because of course she's not supposed to have any contact with her family at all. But apparently he's a rather good spell mechanic; she told me 'he can fix anything that's charmed that isn't working right,' When she read what Ginny said about all the bartering I do, she wondered whether anyone in my trade network could ever use his services.

Poor child. My heart quite went out to her. She was ever so polite, but somehow...I don't know, a little high-strung about it, as if she was afraid someone would snap her nose off if she set one foot a step in the wrong direction. I thought for a moment of offering to take her father a letter from her, but then I decided I'd better not. She was obviously so nervous about speaking to me at all that I didn't want to make her any more afraid about the risk she was taking. So I just told her that I'd tell her father that I'd seen her, and that she was well.

Ginny finally got her to relax and laugh a bit at the end of the day, when they were talking about the bee hives.