Chapter One: To The Burrow!
The breeze blew through London as she looked out her window on the loft in the small house. She had been living there for the past six years of her life, ever since she was eleven, after her father passed on, joining her mother. She was left with his brother, a cruel man who bore no children of his own, and could not sustain a relationship of any sort. It was the dawning of August, and she was counting down the days until the first of the next month, when she would be able to see her best friends Fred and George, once more, and when she would be freed from the cage in which she was captured in each year.
She would be starting her sixth year at Hogwarts, and although she had gotten seven O.W.L.'s in her fifth year, nobody took notice to it, nobody cared in the house in which she was sitting in, by the window, looking up at the moon that was a mere sliver in the sky. She spotted something in the distance, some flying towards her window at a quick speed, and something attached to it's leg. An owl.
She opened one side of her window, the cold night air hitting her as the small owl flew into her room and landed on top of her desk where a small water tray lied with a small bowl of food. She had no owl for herself, but her friends sent her one regularly. This was a tiny owl, no bigger that if she put her hands together.
"Thank you." She said as the tiny bird stuck out its leg so she could retrieve the letter off of it. She fingered the envelope open as the owl flew quickly around her room, before settling down to the water and food. She looked down at the writing, neat but messy.
KELLIE! P.S.- Fred would say something but he's currently asleep
Tomorrow at noon have your bags packed, we're coming to save you from that thing you have to call an uncle. Sorry for the bird, he's on something, but Ron prefers to call him Pig. We'll explain more tomorrow, and don't forget anything, we're not going back to the place of demons.
Yours Truly,
George Weasley
She smiled at the letter, pushing her hair back over her shoulder as she slipped the letter back into the envelope and into her school trunk. Her books, parchments, and quills were all neatly placed in her trunk, the only think ever out of it was her clothes, but she changed and washed those regularly. Her excitement was evident as she smiled at the small owl that flew around her head. "I don't have a letter for you to return..." She said soothingly, "So you can go home." She pushed open the window and the small owl was gone.
The next morning came quickly, and Kellie had all ready made breakfast when an unnamed woman came down, "Who are you?" She remarked snidely as she sat down at the table, a cigerrette lit at her mouth.
"I live here." Kellie said, "Who are you?"
"I live here" The woman mocked with a roll of her eyes, "Jeromy didn't say anything about any kids."
"I'm not his kid." Kellie seethed as the woman looked her up and down, "What now?"
"You're right, I don't think anything that came from Jeromy could turn out like you."
"And what's wrong with me?" Kellie said, trying to keep her anger from showing.
"You're skinny, and have a temper. You can tell you bleach your hair and it just looks tacky." The woman rolled her eyes at Kellie, "You disgust me, why don't you go play in the street and get hit by a car."
"Why don't I shove this frying pan up your-"
"Kellie go to your room or disappear." A tall, once handsome, man descended the stairs and into the kitchen. "How much longer is it before you leave to that freak show school of yours?"
"Make your own stupid breakfast then." Kellie said dropping the frying pan at his feet, the scrambling eggs hitting the floor and splattering. She marched past him and she barely missed being hit with the same frying pan she had thrown on the ground as it came at her quicker than she expected, hitting the mirror on the wall next to her, shattering it like it was hit with some spell. "I hope you rot in hell!" Kellie shrieked at her uncle as she slammed her door shut.
Only four more hours would she be freed from this place. Her door slammed open and she spun quickly, but had no time to protect herself as she was sent to the floor, her uncle hovering over her, "Do you want to join your parents in hell?" He hissed at her, grabbing her wrist so hard it was sure to leave a bruise, "Don't you have some manners brat?!" Kellie didn't say a word, because she knew she would regret anything she said, "ANSWER ME!" He yelled at her, tightening his grip on her wrist.
She reached behind her and onto the desk as she whipped out her wand and put it to his neck, "Oh, a stick!" He said mocking her, "You're under aged brat, don't you remember the last time you try to threaten me with a bloody stick?!" She licked her lips, her nerves getting the better of her, "Yeah, you had no stick and you nearly got expelled from your freak show school."
"You bastard..." Kellie growled dropping her wand and forming a fist, knocking her uncle off her. She grabbed her wand and quickly left her room, her uncle, once regaining his balance, and finding that there was blood leaking out of his nose, rushed after her, screaming profanities that Kellie would never say, especially in front of Mrs Weasley.
Kellie made it out the door and turned once she was down the steps, a large frown of distaste apparent across her lips as he threw her trunk out with her, "Just leave, die, do something! You're useless here." He shot at her, "Go to your freak show friends, I'm sure they'll love to have your problems on their plate, because mine is FULL!" And with that he slammed the door, locking it.
Kellie kicked her trunk, letting a couple of curse words slip from her mouth as she grabbed her trunk and kicked open the gate, knocking it off it's hinges as she turned down the streets, making her way to some place that she would be able to go. The Leaky Cauldron was only a quarter mile away from her house. She decided to go there, and just floo to the Weasleys', hoping it wouldn't be to much of a trouble.
She muttered to herself as she walked along the roads, her stomach growling ever so slightly as she was forced to miss breakfast. He had brought up her parents again, and that hit her hard. She could feel her blood boiling as she finally made it to the Leaky Cauldron.
"You look like a mess." Tom, the bartender, said, "Another row with the demon?" Tom knew Kellie quite well, as Kellie would leave her uncles house and spends days at a time in the Leaky Cauldron, and even worked for her to be able to stay in the rooms.
"Yeah, I suppose you could say that." Kellie said, her blood has settled, and she was no longer angry at him, as she was not upset with herself. "Do you have any floo? I was hoping to get to the Borrow for the rest of the summer... and I don't very well want them to pop in without me at home."
"Yeah, of course." Tom said giving her a symphathetic smile as she fumbled for some money, "It's on the house." He handed her a small sack and she nodded, saying a small, "Thank you, Tom."
Kellie made her way over to the fire place in the wizarding pub and threw down some of the floo, pushed her trunk in, and clambered in herself before clearly saying, "The Burrow." The Leaky Cauldron became a blur as everything began to spin and The Burrow came into view as she toppled out of the fire place coughing from the dust of ash as she pulled her trunk out of the fire place she had so conveniently arrived in.
There came a noise from the doorway as Mrs Weasley entered the kitchen where the fire place was located at and looked at the coughing Kellie as she finally stood up straight. "My dear!" She said bustling over quickly and engulfing the girl in a hug, "I thought Fred and George were going to come and get you dear."
"I hope it's not a problem that I came early." Kellie said with a small blush on her cheeks. "My uncle said it was okay for me to go, and so I thought I'd just get a head start."
"You're always welcomed here, my dear." Mrs Weasley said hugging Kellie once more, "The boys are still upstairs, although I do believe that Percy is around somewhere."
"Yes?" Came a voice next to Kellie. "You were looking for me, Mum?" The off the wall style of red coming from Percy Weasley fell in all directions like he had just woken up. He gave Kellie a small smile, appreciating the fact that she was not the prankster like Fred and George were. She smiled back before looking back to Mrs Weasley.
"Do you think you can take Kellie's things to Ginny's room? She's all ready outside watering for me." Mrs Weasley said as Percy nodded and picked up Kellie's trunk, "You remember where the room is, don't you dear?"
"Of course." Kellie said with a smile, "But I think I'll go wake up the twins."
It was all ready well past ten when the door was pushed open a jar and a small blond girl slipped into the room. The two sleeping masses breathed silently in their sleep, their chests rising and falling with each breath taken. The one of the left stopped short of his next breath and sat up, alarmed that someone had entered their room. "Shh..." Kellie said before Fred, the twin that had woken up, could say anything.
The twin mumbled some reply before rolling over and pulling the covers over his head once more. Kellie planned to surprise George away by jumping on him, but when she stepped down on a fake wand that caused her to lose her balance, she let out a small yell and pulled the blankets off of the sleeping Weasley. "Ow..." She mumbled as the sleeping twin jolted up, alarmed of the intruder.
"Kellie?" Came a muffled question as a mass of red hair appeared over the beds edge, looking down at the blond mass on the floor, "What are you doing here?" He asked as she stood up and sat on his bed. He quickly grabbed the covers and lied back down, nearly knocking her off once more.
"I decided to come early." She said softly, looking down at the Weasley that peered over the edge of the blankets at her.
"What happened?" He asked pulling her down towards him, her shoes sliding off as he made room for her to lie next to him.
Fred and George were her best friends, and she could go to either of them easily, but for some reason, she held a closer bond to George than Fred. Although George was once always quiet around her and never spoke a word until she wasn't around. Now he spoke to her more than he did to anyone else in their year, minus Lee and Fred. "Kellie?" He asked, worry etched in his voice as he looked at her green eyes closely.
"He said some nasty things." Kellie said as George didn't look away from her, "About me, my parents, and you guys."
"I'm sorry." George frowned, he had met her uncle once their third year when Fred and George thought they could come over and get Kellie for the summer. The morning did not go as well as they had planned. "Did he hurt you?" George asked, knowing so well the mental and physical abuse that Kellie endured every holiday she was forced to go home.
"Not much." She said, still softly, as if not to disturb the once more sleeping Fred. "He chucked a frying pan at me, but it missed."
"That's good, because if he had hit you with it, I don't care if I'm under aged, he'll wish he never mistreated you in the first place." George protested, "You know that if he ever hurts you when I'm around, I'm going to spend the rest of my life in Azkaban."
"I'll spend it there with you." Kellie replied, feeling her cheeks tinge with a small pink as George looked at her in disbelief for a minute. "The only thing he hurt was my wrist-"
"Which one?" George asked quickly.
"My left." George carefully took he left hand and raised her wrist to his eye level, it was slightly swollen and discolored. He lowered it to his lips and gave a small kiss on the inside of her wrist before meeting her eyes once more.
"I'm still pretty tired..." He said, changing the mood that he had just set.
"I'll go find Ginny then." Kellie said but George stopped her.
"You don't want to keep me warm?" He pleaded and she let out a small laugh as he pulled her closer to him, "Are you tired?"
"A little." Kellie told him honestly. She was to excited the previous night to get much sleep, plus she had woken up early in the hopes to have a good morning.
"Then stay here and go to sleep too." George hummed as he was all ready nearing sleep once more. Kellie scooted slightly close towards George, her head resting on the pillow with his as his hand still held onto hers, his thumb lightly caressing her hand as they drifted off to sleep.
There was a loud crash that awoke the three sleeping ones in the room mere hours later. "What was that?" Fred asked pushing back the hair that fell into his eyes.
"Not sure." George replied, "Sounded like it came from Percy's room."
"I'll go check it out." Fred grinned towards the other two, "Y'know, so you two don't have to get out of bed and all." Kellie's cheeks tinted slightly as she glared at Fred as George rolled his eyes at his twin who left the room.
Fred had known about the attraction between his brother and their best female friend. When they were first years, George couldn't even speak around her because he would just fall over his words, or say the wrong things. Kellie would have simply smiled and pretended she didn't take notice, although Fred always knew she did. It wasn't until the end of their second year when George was finally able to have a conversation with Kellie without Fred's help. When they were in their third year, George and Kellie seemed impossible to separate, and when Fred was with them, the three were like silly glue. Kellie always helped the two on homework that they didn't want to do or that they had difficulties with, and even sometimes did their essays for them.
For their O.W.L.'s the previous year, Kellie had stayed up the whole month before, late at night, studying, and when she wasn't on Prefect duty, she was spending her time trying to study, while helping Fred, George and Lee with some new invention. Fred was so thankful that they had met Kellie. She was the reason why they had been so successfully.
"Hey Perce, what was the noise?" Fred asked pushing the door open and peering into his brothers room.
"It was nothing." Percy, the older Weasley brother who had just left Hogwarts that June, replied as he looked at one of the twins, "Why? What did you do or are planning to do?"
"Nothing, we just heard a crash that woke us up." Fred said with an innocent smile, Percy gave him an idea.
"I thought Kellie woke you guys up." Percy said curtly, wishing for his brother to leave him alone.
"She did, and then we all fell asleep again." Fred grinned as he moved more into the room.
"Don't let Mum find out about that." Percy told him, "Now out. I have a paper that needs to be finished by the end of the day." He shoved Fred out of the room, closing the door quickly before getting back to his work.
Fred walked back up to his and Georges' room, within a week or so, two beds would be moved into Ron's room so that Bill and Charlie, the two eldest of Weasley children, would be able to stay for the while. Mr Weasley had been trying to get Quidditch World Cup tickets, and it looked like he was going to get enough for all of them.
Fred opened the door to find Kellie shaking George awake once more as he covered his head with his pillow. "Percy says to not let Mum see you two in the same bed." Fred told them and George peered from under the pillow at Fred who gave him a large grin. "And Percy wouldn't say what the crash was, but he gave me a brilliant idea."
"Percy gave you an idea?" Kellie said, stopping the shaking of George for a moment to look at Fred with bewilderment across her face.
"I know it's a freakish thought, but he said it." Fred shrugged, "He thinks we're planning something."
"So why don't we?" Kellie asked as George finally sat up, his hair a mess from hiding under his pillow.
"What are you thinking?" George asked with a smirk towards Kellie whose eyes dazed over as her mind worked.
"You've been looking for someone to use the ton-tongue toffees on right?" Kellie asked the two of them.
"Percy won't touch the candy." Fred said, "We all ready tried."
"Darn." Kellie licked her lips in thought. "What about his glasses?"
"Give ton-tongue toffees to his glasses?" George asked confused as he ran his hands through his wild hair, calming it down to fall around his face.
"No." Kellie said giving George a light push, "Well, he's always doing reports, so what if you give him never clear glasses?"
"What fun is that?" Fred asked.
"Think about having glasses... It's the only way you can see..." Kellie said using her hands as gestures, "And when they're dirty... you take them off and clean them... but what if they never get clean?"
"He'll use reparo on them." George pointed out.
"Not unless we do an anti-reparo jinx." Kellie pointed out to the two. "It'll fade after time, but I only have a little bit on me." She said pulling out a small bag of clear liquid from one of her small bags that she had brought with her. "I was working on it last month, and I used it on my uncles car... he couldn't figure out why the windshield wouldn't clean... or the mirrors. He couldn't drive for a week."
"Frustrates them greatly." Fred grinned.
"And we like to frustrate Percy." George matched Fred's growing grin.
"And I know just how to give it to Percy." Kellie said with a smile. She pulled out a small hand sanitizer bottle and emptied it contents into the trashcan that was near George's bed, and slipped in the never clearliquid. She pulled out her wand and gave the bottle a tap, the label on the bottle changing to "Eye glass cleaner."
"You still have order forms?" Kellie asked Fred and George as she slipped the small bottle back into her pocket.
"No, Mum found them the other day and burnt them all." Fred grumbled, "We say it's not fair."
"Don't worry, I have about ten copies in my trunk. You're Mum's not going to find them." Kellie assured Fred, "And besides, on the train we can just duplicate them."
"You know how too?" George asked.
"We learned it last year." Kellie sighed, "In Charms."
"What was it called again?" Fred asked as he pulled off the tank top he had slept in and walked over to the dresser pulling out a deep purple shirt.
"The Geminio Charm." Kellie explained, "You can duplicate anything."
"Well that's pretty cool." George commented as he followed Fred's notion to get changed before going downstairs. He pulled on a black shirt with a small splash of colors across the front with some band name in it. "We'll have to use it then."
"Obviously." Kellie huffed as she stood from the bed, ripping her eyes off the two twins that had grabbed a pair of pants that they were about to change into. "I'm going to go downstairs." She said, turning to hide the small blush forming on her face. "I'll meet you there."
Kellie made her way downstairs and into the kitchen where Mrs Weasley was working up a lunch for the family as Ginny gave her some assistance. The youngest of Weasley boys walked into the kitchen and spotted the families' favorite blond, "Kellie!" Ron shouted spotting her, and causing Ginny to turn as well. "When did you get here?!" He scooped her into a large hug, one of the only girls he was willing to hug in public. Kellie was like an older sister to Ron, for before he had even started Hogwarts, Kellie was helping him with numerous things, such as being able to control his magic. Ginny idolized her, and Kellie had helped Ginny with learning basic spells and charms that most first years had all ready known.
"Late morning." Kellie said as she gave Ron a light squeeze in a hug before Ginny pulled the sixteen year old into a hug as well. "How have you both been?"
Kellie smiled warmly at Ginny and Ron, nobody in the Weasley family, minus Fred and George, knew the life that Kellie had at home. They had known she was living with her uncle after her parents passed away shortly before her start at Hogwarts, leaving a very confused uncle. "I've been studying, using tips both you and Hermione have taught me." Ginny said with a smile as Kellie gave her a smile back.
"That's great." Kellie said enthusiastically. "And you, Ron?"
"Noffin much." Ron shrugged as he looked at the blond. "It's been boring."
"Have you been reading your school books on stuff you may have missed over last year?" Kellie scolded, getting an approving look from Mrs Weasley as Ron turned a deep scarlet. "Ronald!" Kellie sighed, "You're just like your brothers. At least Percy studied."
"What about me?" Percy asked as he came into the kitchen, removing his glasses to clean them with the bottom of his shirt.
"Oh, Percy! Don't do that! You'll ruin your glasses." Kellie huffed, she dug into her pocket, "I bought this for you, and your glasses. Doing that will only scratch them." She handed him the never clear eye glass cleaner.
"Oh?" Percy said, "Thank you." He said with a smile, Kellie was one person that took into consideration who was around her and their feelings towards things.
"Muggles use this stuff all the time." Kellie explained, "You won't believe the way you can see afterwards." She said with an innocent looking smile of amusement. "I hope it works well."
Fred and George came in, looking at Kellie to Percy who held the bottle in his hands, a grin matching on their faces before they entered the kitchen. "What'cha got there, Perce?" Fred asked from one side as George looked on the other.
"Unlike you two hoolagians, Kellie is actually thoughtful and has gotten me what muggles use to clean their glasses." Percy explained as he put some on his glasses and rubbed it lightly across with a napkin before placing them on the bridge of his nose once more. "Ah!" Percy let out a small yell, "You two!" He rounded on Fred and George, "You tampered with this didn't you?!"
"I think it might be from cleaning your glasses so much with your shirt, Perce." Fred snickered as Percy once again removed his glasses.
"Add more, and don't rub." George said, "Muggles are strange, remember?" Percy nodded, agreeing with George as he poured more upon his lenses letting it sit. Ron and Ginny gave Kellie a knowing glance while Mrs Weasley bustled over looking at the bottle in Percy's hands.
"May I see that, dear?" Mrs Weasley asked as Percy handed her the bottle. She tapped her wand on the tip of the bottle, the wrapping came off and it showed hand sanatizer. "Hand sanatizer?" Mrs Weasley pressed, "What in the world is that?"
"It's like soap on the go." Kellie explained, "I didn't know..." She hesitated, knowing that Mrs Weasley and Percy would believe she really had no idea. "I really thought that... I'm so sorry Percy!" Kellie said, her eyes watering up almost instantly.
"It's okay, Kellie." Percy said placing a hand on her shoulder, "You didn't know... and I'm sure that someone must have switched it." He shot glares to the twin brothers that were mocking Percy and Kellie. "Don't worry, nobody is blaming you for this."
Kellie sniffed and rubbed her hands to her eyes, "T-Thank you." Kellie sniffed once more before giving Percy and shy smile that he smiled back and nodded.
"I have to run to the ministry, Mum." Percy said, removing his hand off of Kellie and walking towards the backdoor, "I'll be back by dinner."
"Have a nice day, deary." Mrs Weasley said walking him to the door and kissing his cheek before he Apparated away. She let out a heavy sigh, "He's so grown up..." She then turned to Fred and George, "You two!" She waved a dangerous finger at them, "How dare you tamper with something as simple as that! He could have been hurt!"
"It wasn't us, Mum!" Fred defended himself.
"So you're going to say that Kellie planned the whole thing?" Mrs Weasley said, grabbing Kellie unexpectantly and held her to her bosom. "Kellie was brought to tears at the event that you two ruined! She was trying to prove to Percy that all of you aren't so cruel to him, and every other living thing." She huffed and let go of Kellie, "You two should take after Kellie. She is a good role model."
"That's why she's a prefect, and not us." George pointed out. "So we can still use the prefect bathrooms whenever we want."
Kellie turned a deep pink as Mrs Weasley turned once more around, this time, Kellie looking very guilty. Mrs Weasley gave out another heavy sigh, "You three..." She turned and returned back to the food she was preparing.
"Kellie, what happened to your wrist?" Ginny said, spotting the swollen purple and black wrist that came into view when Kellie yet out a small stretch and yawn.
"Oh." Kellie said thinking quickly, "I hit it on the fire place when I had been flooing." She looked down at it, "I think it's only sprained."
"Here here." Mrs Weasley said walking back over, "Let me see it." She took Kellie's hand lightly and looked at it, "It looks more than a sprain." She sighed, "You must have hit it terribly hard." She pulled her her wand out and pointed it to Kellie's wrist, saying a quick, "Episky." And there was a sensation of hot before it cooled off, the purple and black fading away as the swelling drifted down.
"T-thank you, Mrs Weasley." Kellie said with a small nod and blush.
"Any time dear." Mrs Weasley said smiling warmly before George grabbed Kellie and picked her up off the ground while Fred grabbed her knees and legs, the two proceeding to carry the small girl outside through the backdoor. Ron and Ginny followed after them as the twins set down the blond.
"Yeah, blame us why don't you?" Fred teased as George rolled his eyes.
"It works doesn't it?" Kellie smiled deviously.
"I knew it." Ron grinned, "It was to brillant for Fred and George to come up with."
"Hey!" The twins protested together.
"It's true." Ginny giggled, "And besides, Mum and Percy never suspect Kellie."
"Nobody ever does." Kellie said smiling simply, "Why do you think I only land with a tenth of detentions as them?" She said sticking her thumb out to the twins over her shoulder, "And I'm a prefect."
"Must be great to be you." George cooed from the sulking that Fred and him fell into mockingly at the fact that they had so many detentions.
"Yeah, I'm sure you're jealous." Kellie grinned flashing a glance at George.
"Kids, lunch is ready!" Mrs Weasley called from the backdoor. The five underaged wizards rushed back to the house, ready for lunch, while for three of them, this was their breakfast.
Disclaimer: I am not JKR
A/N: I finally got to edit it! YAY! =) Review for me now! =) lol