A/N: Read or you wont understand:Okay so this story takes place in Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix, but I've changed some things around. Instead of Harry's parents dying on that Halloween night they were out in the back yard and couldn't get into the house to try and save Harry and instead he survived because Petter Pettigrew (I'm making him come to his senses.) came bursting in to save him and jumped in front of Voldemort. Now I know ya'll will be thinking 'then how does Voldemort come back in the fourth book without Pettigrew.' So I changed it so that a different Death Eater did it the whole ceremony with Harry thing. Don't ask anymore questions after that about how things happened up until the point that I'm at, cause I won't know the answer :)

A Moth to Flame

By: Echo-X-Rain

I woke up to sun shining in through the window and reflecting off my wind chime, making little rainbows explode on the walls. A small bird was sitting on my window sill chirping cheerfully. Ahh isn't this just a great way to wake up? I could almost feel my body bursting with the excitement to start another day, my toes tingling to get up and dance.

Oh God who am I kidding? That was funny but it's not another one of those stories where the lead female is an innocent little girl totally oblivious to her drop dead gorgeous looks and depends on everyone around her to take care of her. If thats what your looking for, you should just leave now 'cause I'm not like that. Sure I'm drop dead gorgeous but I know it and I'm most definitly not afraid to flaunt it, oh and about the innocence thing...let's just say it's overrated. Also just to be clear, my body was most definitley not 'bursting with the excitement to start another day, my toes tingling to dance'. I actually really don't like the morning and therefore wanted to curse the little bird chirping outside my window all the way to Tokyo. And you can imagine my displeasure at that stupid ball of gass up in the sky that decided at some point in time that it just needed to be so freaking BRIGHT.

But anywho, I'll get on with the story and leave my ranting for later. Cause really who wants to read that kind of thing, I know I wouldn't, it's just bor- Shit, I'm doing it again. My apologies.

First I'll just explain who I am. My name is Amber Weasley, as in 'The Weasleys' my dad was Uncle Arthurs brother. I've spent every summer, Christmas, Easter and any other holiday I might be missing at the Burrow. My father and Uncle Arthur were always really close, and life at home was always awkward, as it was just dad and I. Mum walked out on us when I was little, I haven't talked to her since. (Good Ridance, hated that women I did.) Therefore Molly always insisted that Dad and I come to the Burrow so I could be around other children. Or atleast thats what she told him but I know it's really just cause she loves to fuss over me. Which, I'm totally fine with, just for the record. This all changed though, the Christmas I was eight. Dad and Uncle Arthur got in a huge row and I haven't been allowed to come back to the Burrow since. Well that is until my dad passed away from some muggle disease, that was only three months ago. In his Will he said that I was to live with Uncle Arthur and Aunt Molly, I also aquire all his belongings as soon as I turn 17, two years to go. Aunt Molly's been great since I arrived, she's like the mother I never really had. But now that you know my 'sob story' I'll just get on with the rest.

I quickly stood up and pulled my curtain shut, scareing the little bird in the proccess. Happy that the room was once again dark I climbed back onto my bed and rolled over trying to fall back asleep. Just as the wonderful darkness of sleep was about to take over...

CRACK!

"Morning Amber, mum says she wants you downstairs for breakfast." Opening my eyes, I turned to glare at Fred and George. They were smiling at me, too bad I was about to take out my fustrations on them. "No." I replied stubbornly and closed my eyes again. I heard a snicker and quiet footsteps moving towards my bed. So they were gonna play this game then? I held up my hand, counting down in my head. Five.. four.. three.. two...smack. My hand connected with his face "Don't even think about it." I said, trying to hold in my laughter.

"Amber that hurt!" sniggering quietly I opened my eyes to see George rubbing his cheek. I was about to tell him off for waking me up, fully prepared to give him the 'I do not wake up before 12:00 pm' speach when I was interrupted by Aunt Molly. "FRED, GEORGE AND AMBER GET YOUR BUTTS DOWN HERE FOR BREAKFAST. NOW!" I winced. I love Molly but she can be so intense sometimes. Fred and George took this as their chance to rush out of the room before I could lecture them. Grumbling I rolled out of bed and slipped on my slippers (hehe see what I did there?). Taking a quick glance in the mirror I grabbed an elastic and pulled my wild waist length red hair into a messy bun. Then I made sure my concert t-shirt was covering enough (I don't like wearing pants to bed so I usually just go with a long shirt and knickers) and trudged down the stairs.

I walked into the kitchen to see that Ron, Ginny, Hermione and the twins were already seated around the table. Percy and Arthur were at work and Bill and Charlie were...wait-I looked around- where were they again? Oh well. I went to sit next to Ron who incedentilly was falling asleep into his bowl of porage. I stood next to him then poked his cheek trying not to giggle at the sleepy expression on his face. His hair was all ruffled and he still had a drool track running down his chin. "Ronald, it's impolite to fall asleep at the table." Even if I want to do the same thing. I added silently in my head.

Ron lifted his head and responded "It's also impolite to wake someone u- go put some pants on!" he spluttered. "And if I don't feel like it?" I responded snidely, "But you have to, I told you too." I cocked my hip to the side and rested my hand there. "You can't tell me what to do, we're the same age." I gestured between us. Hermione giggled softly as I took my place next to her, Ron just shrugged and rested his head on the table,falling asleep again.

After breakfast Aunty Molly cleaned up then sat down at the head of the table, grabbing all our attention with a loud whistle. "Okay, I'm giving you all a half hour to get ready and pack, were going to Order of the Phoenix Head Quarters today, because Harry's coming later. You'll be meeting some Order members so please be on your best behaviour, I won't tolerate any nonsense." Is it just me or did she look specifically at the twins when she said that? "Now go." She shoved her chair back and went to finish with the dishes. I guess that she already did her packing.

I followed Hermione and Ginny up to the room we were sharing and sat on the bed. "Who's Harry?" I asked randomly just remembering that Aunty Molly had mentioned him. Hermione sat down next to me on my right and Ginny took my left. "You know, Harry...Harry Potter?" My eyebrows creased. "Are you guys forgetting that I didn't live in England until three months ago. I've lived in France my whole life guys." I was transfering to Hogwarts this year, from Beuxbatons so that I could stay close to the family. But France had been my home since I was born, so I wasn't really up to date with all the England gossip. "Harry, is a friend of ours, he's the boy-who-lived, he's the only person in history to ever survive the killing curse." Hermione explained with a sigh, while Ginny nodded feverently. "Oh." I said quietly then stood up and walked to my trunk pulling out some clothes and shoving everything else back in.

After we had finished packing, we got dressed and did our hair and make-up and what-not. Glancing in the mirror I adjusted my hair then looked down at my outfit. It was hot outside so I had decided to go with a pair of cut-off short-shorts and an extremely tight black tank top with a white tie. I was wearing my favourite scribbled on white converse, they are probably the most comfortable shoes I own. For my hair I just pulled it out of it's bun and let it fall down my back in red waves. I don't wear much make-up so I just applied a dark line of black eye-liner on my bottom lid which accented my green eyes and some light pink blush. I smiled at my reflection in the mirrior. "I'm so hott." I muttered and heard Ginny laugh from beside me. "Always the modest one aren't we Amber." she said sarcastically rolling her eyes. Hermione giggled with me, being the drama queen I am, put on a show of stomping my foot, grabbing my trunk and walking out the door. Just as I was about to leave Ginny smiled "I love you Amber." she said sweetly. I purposefully 'humphed' loudly and continued walking, knowing they would get a kick out of it.

I walked down the stairs not really paying attention to where I was walking "Aunt Molly, I'm done." I called. No response. Well that's odd. I walked into the kitchen looking around for Aunt Molly. Then I saw her. She was outside in the garden yelling at a small fluffy puppy with golden curls. I grimaced. I had just gotten a golden retriever puppy for my birthday, his name is Cooper, he's the cutest thing ever but Aunt Molly isn't to fond of him. He likes to eat her plants. I dropped my trunk and ran out into the yard to save Cooper from Molly's wrath. As soon as the puppy saw me he came running his tail between his legs and hid behind me cowering. Aunty Molly seems to have that affect on everyone. I almost wanted to start cowering at the look she was giving me as she stormed over. "You, Missy, better learn to keep that thing in control. If your bringing him to Head Quarters then you need to teach him what is okay and what's not, or he won't be coming with us. Got it?" I nodded quickly and bent down to pick Copper up. He licked my face and nuzzled his snout into my neck. "Sorry, for whatever he did Aunt Molly." she just nodded and walked back into the house.

~Abour nine hours later~

I was sitting in Ron's room with, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Apparently Harry was to be arriving soon so Hermione was frantic. When we had arrived at Grimmauld Place Sirius Black (he's not a super villain after all and is actually a rather friendly and lovable person. Eww did I just say loveable) informed us that Harry had gotten into some trouble when he had been staying with his Aunt and Uncle for using magic. His parents had been off on a mission for the Order and had arrived not to long ago. Now we were all just anxiously waiting for Harry. Well they were all anxiously waiting, I was just playing with Cooper and listening to my ipod.

Hermione had spent all day in the Black family Library looking for something to help Harry with. We had been told he had a Ministry Hearing so she had immediatley went to work on a defense for him.

Although Hermione was frantic she was nothing compared to Lily Potter, Harry's mum, whom had been running around and telling anyone who would listen that it was her fault for letting him stay with her sister and he wouldn't be in trouble if it weren't for her. I thought the whole thing rather funny, really. Not that I'll tell anyone that, Hermione would hit me, Ginny would too, Mrs. Weasley would scold me for being rude and I don't even want to think about what Lily would say. But I couldn't help laughing to myself anyways.

That's all until the door to Ron's bedroom opened and a semi-tall boy with emerald green eyes, jet black hair, a lightning bolt scar and probably the cutest face I've ever seen walked in. Hermione screamed and jumped him while Ron waited quietly for her to be done then clapped the boys shoulder. I stood up and went to stand next to Ginny. Cooper sat at my feet looking up at the new comer with interest, cocking his head to the side. Ginny gave Harry a quick hug then grabbed me and pulled me forward. "Harry this is Amber, my cousin, and Amber this is Harry." I smiled at him "Hello, it's nice to meet you." Harry smiled back and put out his hand which I took and shook softly "Hi, it's nice to meet you too." I let go of his hand and let mine fall lamely next to my waist. He did the same.

I couldn't take my eyes off him the whole rest of the night (even if he was being followed around by his mum who had been apologizing profusely since he arrived). I was drawn to him like a moth to flame. He was definitly cute, with his black hair and green eyes. He was taller then me by a few inches, though rather skinny. Aunty Molly would fix that, she doesn't let anyone stay skinny in her prescence. No, instead she forces massive amounts of food onto them. Trust me, I know. Just then as, I was watching him, Harry turned to look at me, I blushed and looked away hoping he hadn't realized I was staring. I could feel his eyes on me for a while longer and rather then keeping my own eyes down I looked up at him. We locked gazes, green on green. Going back to my normal self I smiled coyly and winked.

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