Nox

The feast was delicious. Ginny felt wonderfull, stuffed to the brim with her mothers cookiing. Harry enjoyed it too; he always did. Ginny took a deep breath, her love overwhelming her. "Oh! We must turn in now! Have a good nights sleep before we go to Diagon Alley!" Mrs Weasley's voice cut through her thoughts sharply. "Huh? What?" Ginny said. "Time for bed." Mrs Weasley said taking Hermione and Ginny upstairs to bed.

"Now go to sleep." she said. Ginny was sleepy, a rare thing. "G'night Hermione" she said and drifted off. Mr Weasley had taken in much of the food once his wife had come back and was levitating the last plate. "Thank you dear." Mrs Weasley said giving him a kiss in the cheak. "I'll clean the dishes, you go ahead and finish up out side."

Mr. Weasley cleaned up the tables and then picked up the heavy lamps carrying them inside then went to check for anything he missed. Not finding anything he said "Nox." and went inside again.