"C'mon, Fred!" George yelled, "We gotta go!!"
It was the beginning of Christmas break, and George was REALLY excited.
"Hold on." Fred said, "Now, where were we?"
"About to say goodbye, I think." I replied.
"I" happens to be me. My name probably isn't quite as important as some (Harry Potter, Voldemort, Cornelius Fudge, etc.), but I'm still here!
My name is Lillith Annette Black. Daughter of Sirius Black. Don't quite know who my mother is. My father died near the end of my sixth year (I'm a year ahead of Ron, but a year behind Fred and George), so I'm an orphan.
"You going to be okay?" Fred asked for the fifty-billionth time that day.
"I'll be fine." I said.
I'm stuck at Hogwarts for Christmas. Whoopee!
"No, you won't." Ron said. "I got stuck here once. Not too much fun."
"Thanks a ton, Ronny-kins." I said, pinching his cheek, "I'll be absolutely fine."
"Nah, like Ron said, you won't." Fred said.
"So, we're taking you with us." George replied.
"What?" I said, "How are you going to do that?"
"Like this." They both said.
Fred grabbed my left arm, George grabbed my right, and they lifted me and started dragging me towards the train.
"But I can't leave!" I yelled, "What if someone comes here to tell me where my mom is?"
"Oh, yeah.." Fred said, "But we already fixed that!"
So, apparently, I was the only one NOT in on this brilliant plan.
Fred had gone and gotten permission from Dumbledore (not a hard task at all) to take me to the Burrow for Christmas. Dumbledore would send anyone with any information on my mother straight to the Burrow.
"So, see?" George said, "All fixed!"
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It's a Christmas I'll never forget!
EVERYONE was there.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, Percy, Bill, Charlie, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Remus, and a ton more!
All the non-family (excluding me, Harry and Hermione) left after dinner.
Then, the fun began.
"PRESENTS!!" the twins yelled.
They threw about 9 gifts at my head. All of varying size and weights.
"Thanks." I said, sarcastically, "Which should I open first?"
"MINE!!" the twins yelled.
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My gifts were GREAT!
I got a book on potions (not my BEST subject) from Hermione, chocolates from both Harry and Ron (they KNOW what I like, :D), Fred and George pranked me with the first gift (a puff of smoke rose out of the box, and turned my hair pink) the second gift was a nice scarf (pink and black, my two favorite colors), Ginny got me some cool hair clips and a perfume, Percy got me ANOTHER potions book (different from Hermione's, thank goodness), Bill had gotten me a new broom (my old one was TORTURED by the Whomping Willow), Mrs. Weasley gave me a pair of earrings she had gotten from her brothers at my age (Ginny doesn't have pierced ears, and isn't planning on getting ANY of her mom's earrings), Mr. Weasley gave me a book on muggles (interesting, to say the least), and Charlie got me a gorgeous necklace (knowing his mum was giving me her old earrings, it matched very well).
Since there was no room for me in Ginny's room (she and Hermione were in there), the twins's room (Fred, George, AND Percy were in there), I kinda got stuck bunking with Charlie in his old room.
"Sorry about that, dear." Molly had said, "We didn't know until a week ago that you were coming and.."
"It's fine, Mrs. Weasley." I said, "I would've liked to bunk with Ginny, but I can deal with it."
"Sorry, it's a bit of a mess." Charlie said, "I'm guessing Fred and George have been using my room for their prank headquarters."
"I'm not sure about that, but I'll let you know if I hear anything." I said.
We talked for a bit about what he was doing in Albania. Who knew that dragons could be so interesting?
After a bit, I fell asleep. I think he was talking about how beautiful Albania is. I can't be sure, though.
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When I woke up, I was in my bed, covered with a few warm blankets. I didn't remember laying down here. I'm guessing that Charlie gave up a couple of his blankets, because he only had one.
He was still asleep when I woke up, so I covered him with a few of my blankets, and went down to see what Molly was doing for breakfast.
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"Well, Lily," Molly said, "How did you sleep?"
"Very well, thank you." I said, "Can I help you with anything?"
"Oh, no, dear." she said, "You're a guest, you go back upstairs and don't worry about a thing. I'll call when breakfast is ready."
"Thank you." I said.
I dashed back upstairs, running face first into Charlie. I bounced backwards, but Charlie reached around and grabbed me, so I wouldn't fall down the evil stairs (I fell down them ONCE when I was younger, and broke my arm).
"Sorry." we both said.
"Is mum finished with breakfast?" he asked, walking back upstairs with me.
"Nah, and she wouldn't let me help either." I said, "Stubborn!"
He laughed, "Yeah, she can be a bit stubborn at times."
"So, why were you runnning upstairs?" he asked, "Trying to get away from housework?"
"No, I was walking quickly up the stairs to go get a book." I said, "I was going to sit outside and read. Now, why were YOU running DOWN the stairs?"
"Long story, or short story?" he said.
"Short." I said, "I'd like to get to my book eventually."
"Well, I woke up, you weren't there, and I heard a bit of commotion downstairs and was worried that you had fallen... again..."
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Sitting outside reading is only fun in the summertime. In the wintertime, you get snowed on, and get chunks of snow shoved at your face.
I decided to go for a walk around the woods, and asked Charlie to come with me. Ginny, Fred, George, and Ron were playing quidditch only with snow, and Bill was trying to referee so no one would get hurt.
"So, just going for a walk, or trying to escape?" Charlie asked.
"Actually, a bit of both." I said, "And, at some point, I'd like to find a nice place out here to just sit and draw."
"You draw?" Charlie asked, "Why didn't I know about this?"
"I'm not very good." I confessed, "I just started drawing one day, and liked it."
We walked for a bit longer, and then I asked, "Charlie?"
"Yes?" he said.
"Did you carry me to bed last night?" I asked, "And possibly give up a few blankets?"
"Guilty." he said, "You didn't look so comfortable laying in the floor like that. And once I set you on the bed, you looked cold. Mum didn't put enough blankets for two people in the room, so I gave you most of them."
"Well, thanks." I said, "Sorry I scared you this morning... You know, falling down the stairs and all."
"It's no problem." he said, "I just didn't want you getting hurt."
