[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-chaos-and-order-a-multiverse-fanfic":3,"chapter-chaos-and-order-a-multiverse-fanfic-chaos-and-order-a-multiverse-fanfic-chapter-430":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Chaos and Order - A Multiverse Fanfic",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1383819,1833,"Chapter 430: A Laugh that Shook Them!!","chaos-and-order-a-multiverse-fanfic-chapter-430",430,"\u003Cp>The Burrow was built on marshy land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darcie and Daphne walked out of the Weasley's house from the kitchen's back door that opened into the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a rare sunny afternoon, making the girls squint their eyes from the fiery brightness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The garden was extensive and overgrown with a pond full of frogs. Several gnomes were running here and there, chased by Astoria and Ginny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the fenced garden, Darcie spied on a vast orchard surrounded by high trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, levitating and gliding on their old brooms, were Fred, George, and Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron's broom was particularly the shakiest, its front pointing up at an angle to the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the boys saw the garden getting crowded, they stirred the brooms toward it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred and George pressed Ron between them from left and right and kept banging at his already shaking figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! That's not fair!\" Ron shouted, his broom somersaulting and crashing into the pond with a loud splash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened?!\" Mrs. Weasley's shrill voice arrived through the opened kitchen's back door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was attending to the family's chickens in the yard at the front of the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yard also had a garage, where Mr. Weasley must have already gone after the afternoon snacks they just had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There he stored his flying Ford Anglia and Muggle artifacts, Ginny had told Darcie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing!\" Fred shouted back, landing near the pond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A gnome fell into the pond!\" George added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny and Astoria had already kicked many gnomes out of the garden, scaring the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were covered in bite marks on their legs, but looking at their faces, none could tell if the bites were paining them or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred and George rose in the air, swirling around each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a sudden rush, they flew the brooms toward the house, almost brushing the window with the twigs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The window rattled before snapping open outside with a bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not again!\" a high-pitched voice reverberated angrily, but helplessly. \"Fred! George! I will tell mum! Don't disturb me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy's head protruded out of the window, looking up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darcie also noticed a larger-than-usual rat perched up on Percy's right shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny had told her about it as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of their family pets —Scabbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! What are you doing?!\" Astoria shouted, throwing a rock at Percy in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy looked down at the girls and Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his eyes landed on Darcie, he cleared his throat, as if he was about to give an introduction during an interview. \"I am studying the ministry's rules for first-year students of Hogwarts, of course.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence fell upon all, hearing Percy's words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all knew he would start school this September.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow!\" Astoria exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Darcie and Daphne frowned, knowing the wild Greengrass was going to blurt something inappropriate again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow!\" Astoria repeated, looking thoroughly astonished. \"Other than my sister, I have only seen Darcie study for fun. But even they haven't gone down this rabbit hole.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pfft!\" Fred couldn't control it and crashed his broom into the garden, holding his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha!\" George's broom swayed longer before following his brother's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron was already guffawing, his voice oddly matching that of frogs' croaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe!\" Daphne was the last to lose the hold, breaking out in an elegant chortle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy's face had already gone red in shame, his ears getting redder in seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then something happened that shocked all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins lost their laughs, Ron choked on his croaks, Ginny's eyes sparkled with an awing gaze, and Astoria's jaw dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Daphne stifled her laugh, her nordic blue eyes trembling at the scene taking place by her side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such was the sight they were all looking at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes back,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greengrass Manor\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Narcissa...\" Mrs. Rachel Greengrass forced out the words. \"... what are you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa frowned. Didn't she just explain her visit? She held up the little purse in her right hand and showed it to Rachel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Darcie forgot it,\" she repeated, clenching the wand in her left hand with annoyance. \"Where's she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh!\" Mrs. Rachel had gone into a stupor as if someone had poured cold water on her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah! Yes,\" she mumbled, thinking of something to say. \"You didn't have to come yourself, right? You could have sent Dobby, no?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, I am here, now,\" Narcissa said, her annoyance increasing with every passing moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had sent Dobby to fetch a gift the Malfoys had ordered for the birthday party. Only then had she noticed Darcie's purse lying on the sofa in the Drawing Room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darcie kept many things in her purse, including vials of potions and Madam Villanelle's whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa knew her daughter's odd attachment to her things, so she didn't wait for Dobby's return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Best was to visit the Greengrass manor and hand the purse over by herself, she had thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is she?\" Narcissa asked, looking around. \"Will you call her for me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, that!\" Mrs. Rachel smiled, her face paling. \"She's playing with Daphne and Astoria in the backyard. You can give the purse to me. I will pass it to Darcie later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa's frown deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well,\" she said, putting the purse on the round, well-polished table. \"She ate little in the morning. Do give her light snacks, OK?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa sneered and turned around, approaching the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, Rachel sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Narcissa paused, her eyes landing on the half-empty pot of floo powder on the mantle shelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rachel's heart gave out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took little brains to know what was going on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was still early afternoon. Narcissa knew well that this fireplace was only accessible to very few people, and before Darcie, the chances of others coming here were almost null.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then who emptied the floo powder pot, when the house-elf refilled it every morning without fail?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On second thought...\" Narcissa stepped back and picked the purse up off the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'd prefer handing it to her myself,\" she told Rachel, her voice colder than last winter's frost. \"Please call Darcie, will you? Now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Rachel Greengrass gulped. \"Oh, right! How could I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks exploded out of Narcissa's wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where... is... my... daughter?\" Narcissa's eyes had gained a furious, bloody color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she could do anything, and even casting the darkest magic was no distant possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Rachel could feel the air going cold around her, and she knew she couldn't hide it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not any longer. Sorry, Darcie, she apologized inwardly.Who knew this would happen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then Mrs. Greengrass told Narcissa everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa ground her teeth, and her grip on the wand tightened, making her palm go white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun and marched toward the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since last year, Narcissa had been feeling that her daughter was getting swayed by other witches for selfish purposes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, it was the minister of magic.That bitch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, seeing that Darcie was only benefiting through her, Narcissa held herself back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then there was that muggle-lovingslut, who just popped out of nowhere — Madam Villanelle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Villanelle and Millicent Bagnold were the pieces of the same clothes, Narcissa could instinctively tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Madam Villanelle was Darcie's mentor, and a capable one, forcing Narcissa to act happily around her, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now...the Weasleys?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. She would not let her daughter mingle with blood-traitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were Malfoys, not common hoodlums like the Greengrasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Narcissa!\" Mrs. Rachel screamed behind her. \"Don't be rash! The girls are just having fun! Nothing more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa pointed her wand at the incoming witch, making her stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay... out of it.\" She held a fistful of the floo powder and threw it in the fireplace. The flames roared green, and Narcissa entered. \"The Burrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa walked out of the fireplace in the Weasley's kitchen, and instantly her mouth twisted in disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes caught the sight of the children in the garden through the open back door, and she drew a deep, fiery breath before marching toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Narcissa was about to cross the threshold, an even more shocking sight presented itself to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the children were laughing about something, Narcissa had noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Daphne was giggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, everything went quiet, all laughing dying a slow death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A laugh originated like the chirps of birds in winter, full of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehehe!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darcie was laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None. Almost no one had seen Darcie laugh before, probably except for her family and Daphne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was almost as if she was incapable of showing such emotion and behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darcie's laugh echoed far and wide, a red flush arriving on her white cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all marveled at the sight they were looking at, holding their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa couldn't move, either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw Darcie, heard her laugh, and remembered more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little girl of 3, surrounded by wizards and witches; her head up in defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little girl of 4, hiding behind pillars to listen to others' horrible gossips and insinuations as if her mother hadn't noticed her already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a little girl of 5, finding salvation in the countless books of her father's study room, when children of her age laughed in the open outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Memories surfaced in her mind inadvertently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narcissa's stomach tightened in a knot, her eyes misting, her eyes savoring the lost laugh. She took a step...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>... and before the foot landed, she spun midair and disapparated.\u003C\u002Fp>",1558,"2026-06-05T22:32:50.126Z",1,"novelbin.me","d151c8bd83fc769afd17a2e864908d5ed2cce455b08a2741b764939ed273015d","chaos-and-order-a-multiverse-fanfic-chapter-431","chaos-and-order-a-multiverse-fanfic-chapter-429",1051,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchaos-and-order-a-multiverse-fanfic-cover.jpg"]