Weasley Burrow Novels & Stories

But Nora had other ideas, and she was born about a year ago. Like any good uncle, my husband treated her rotten and loved her dearly. After putting the letter down, I returned to the kitchen to quickly prepare breakfast and make sure Harry had a new cup of coffee. Without that, he was really grumpy. Harry and I felt completely at home as soon as we entered the Weasley home at ten o'clock. "Hello?" Harry yelled. "Heck, Heel. Hermione called, "Back in the kitchen," and was greeted with a delighted squeal from a youngster.

"We have to move the camp. They'll find this place." "But you said it was hidden," I snapped. "It was." Tyra looked toward the back wall, where a thin door was already opening. "The Burrow isn't just one place. It's a network. We move through the roots." People were already packing, grabbing supplies, and moving fast and quiet. I moved closer to Kieran, my voice urgent. "You said maybe it wasn't just me that triggered the system. What did you mean?" He hesitated. "You remember the Heartstone? That light between the pillars? It cracked. That means something else touched the system."

“Let’s get started. The sooner we get this done, the better.” He strode toward the burial spot, stopping two paces away from a grave that was invisible to everyone but him. To the rest of them, the soil in front of him looked identical to the surrounding ground, but to the wizard there might as well have been a neon sign pointing to the grave, so foul were the magical vibrations he sensed beneath the dirt. Leesa, Rave and Jenna followed him, making sure to remain a few steps behind. Dral and Bain veered off to the left and right, respectively, moving farther into the trees to act as sentries against any unexpected guests.

"Don't go to the main entrance. Take us to the underground garage. Seal the gate behind us." "Copy that." The car plunged into the darkness of the garage ramp. The black sedan stopped at the top, hovering for a moment like a shark at the surface, before peeling away into the night. Aurora let out a breath. But her hand stayed on her stomach. The foundation was built. The money was pledged. The family was united. But the wolves were still hungry. And now, they knew where the rabbits lived.

At that moment, Zoe approached me and said, "I don't feel Rose anywhere. Is Lucy wrong?" "No, she looked very firm. Maybe the smell was hidden? There are a lot of buildings here, after all. Restaurants, shops, residential buildings... maybe that's why we don't feel it." While I was talking, my eyes fell on the nearby stores. “Since the middle ages, wizards have used spells to hide their residences to avoid being discovered and killed by other races. Bennet may have used the same method to hide his house between shops and restaurants. Even if Rose is really there, she is nowhere to be found from the outside," Zoe explained darkly.