George wasn't a babysitter, but he was certainly keeping an eye on his sister, and who cares if she knew it. He had promised Ron that he would stay at the Burrow and help their parents keep an eye on things. When everyone had turned in for the night, he had given his and Fred's old bedroom door a miss and gone straight for Bill's abandoned room.
He had drifted off into an uneasy sleep in Bill's bed, buried under a number of his mother's home made quilts. His dreams had once again wandered to the ruined corridor of Hogwarts and Percy was slowly opening the cupboard door... George covered his eyes and the world around him exploded.
He sat up with a noise of surprise and blinked into the dark. As his pulse came down, he realized he was in the Burrow and something had happened outside. Fearing the worst, he grabbed his wand and lept out of bed to throw open the bedroom door. "Hey! Oh!" In complete shock, he almost dropped the wand. "Hi..."