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enough room to move, they started to eat. The fire crackled and popped in the grate

beside them. Fleur, Harry noticed, was merely playing with her food; she glanced at the

window every few minutes; however, Bill returned before they had finished their first

course, his long hair tangled by the wind.

"Everything's fine," he told Fleur. "Ollivander settled in, Mum and Dad say hello. Ginny

sends you all her love, Fred and George are driving Muriel up the wall, they're still

operating an Owl-her back room. It cheered her up to have her tiara

back, though. She said she thought we'd stolen it."

"Ah, she eez charmant, your aunt," said Fleur crossly, waving her wand and causing the

dirty plates to rise and form a stack in midair. She caught them and marched out of the

room.

"Daddy's made a tiara," piped up Luna, "Well, more of a crown, really."

Ron caught Harry's eye and grinned; Harry knew that he was remembering the ludicrous