Sleeping arrangements were a real problem.
Although they had to get up early to head to the Quidditch World Cup grounds, they still needed to get some sleep before then.
Mrs. Weasley looked at the row of young wizards before her and felt a happy sort of worry welling up inside.
As someone who loved having company, nothing made her happier than guests visiting her home. But what if there were too many guests...
Bill and Charlie were back. However much they tried to save space, the two of them still needed a room, so they had taken Fred and George's.
Percy, meanwhile, insisted on having a room to himself, claiming that his "work involved Ministry of Magic secrets." To prevent any leaks, he had to sleep alone.
Although the other Weasley brothers had plenty to say about that, Mrs. Weasley firmly supported Percy.
"All right, all right, let me think-" Mrs. Weasley put her hands on her hips and counted them off one by one.
Hermione could share with Ginny.
But that still left George, Fred, Harry, Malfoy, Zhang Xiao, Ron... and, of course, Sirius Black!
"Darling, why don't we pitch a tent outside?" Mr. Weasley's face was flushed with drink. He had put away quite a bit of that sweet liquor earlier.
His eyes shone as he spoke, and he looked at Molly hopefully.
Mrs. Weasley hesitated. Personally, she would rather expand the rooms with an Undetectable Extension Charm.
But since neither she nor her husband knew anything about construction, they had used a great deal of magic while building the Burrow upward.
Conflicts between different kinds of magic were no small matter. Mishandle them, and they might blow up the Burrow. But a magical tent...
"All right-let's do that, then-" she said hesitantly.
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