Mayhem at the Ministry

           Mr.Weasleywokethemafteronlyafewhourssleep.Heusedmagictopackupthetents,andtheyleftthecampsiteasquicklyaspossible,passingMr.Robertsatthedoorofhiscottage.Mr.Robertshadastrange,dazedlookabouthim,andhewavedthemoffwithavague"MerryChristmas."

           "He’llbeallright,"saidMr.Weasleyquietlyastheymarchedoffontothemoor."Sometimes,whenaperson’smemory’smodified,itmakeshimabitdisorientatedforawhile...andthatwasabigthingtheyhadtomakehimforget."

           TheyheardurgentvoicesastheyapproachedthespotwherethePortkeyslay,andwhentheyreachedit,theyfoundagreatnumberofwitchesandwizardsgatheredaroundBasil,thekeeperofthePortkeys,allclamoringtogetawayfromthecampsiteasquicklyaspossible.Mr.WeasleyhadahurrieddiscussionwithBasil;theyjoinedthequeue,andwereabletotakeanoldrubbertirebacktoStoatsheadHillbeforethesunhadreallyrisen.TheywalkedbackthroughOtterySt.CatchpoleandupthedamplanetowardtheBurrowinthedawnlight,talkingverylittlebecausetheyweresoexhausted,andthinkinglonginglyoftheirbreakfast.AstheyroundedthecornerandtheBurrowcameintoview,acryechoedalongthelane.

           "Ohthankgoodness,thankgoodness!"

           Mrs.Weasley,whohadevidentlybeenwaitingfortheminthefrontyard,camerunningtowardthem,stillwearingherbedroomslippers,herfacepaleandstrained,arolled-upcopyoftheDailyProphetclutchedinherhand.

           "Arthur-I’vebeensoworried-soworried-"

           SheflungherarmsaroundMr.

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