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Chapter 1 –

Amity Nott stood at the windowsill of her room holding the handle of her trunk in one hand and the cage to her owl Waffles Pancakes McFlapjacks in the other. She couldn't believe she had really agreed to this but then again anything was better than two weeks more at the Nott house. Theodore was a total jerk, their mother always insisted on dressing them in the frilliest things she could find and their father basically never talked to them. She could really do with a change of scenery and that's exactly what the Weasley's were giving her.

When Amity had got an owl from Ron, Fred, George and most surprisingly Percy she thought they had all gone over the edge. They wanted to pick her up in a flying car and have her live with them until the term started? After much thought though the idea grew on her. It could be a fun adventure and she had always wanted to meet the parents of the Weasley's to see if they were as crazy as their children.

Last year had been a hectic year for Amity. Last year had been her first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She had been sorted into Slytherin like the rest of her family but on the train she had bonded with Harry and Ron. She sat with them in classes, talked with them when they had free time and sometimes even ate meals at the Gryffindor table. Ron at first had been a little hesitant at first to let a Slytherin into their circle but she had the ability to make people trust her. She was the kind of person that you had to let in, that you had to tell all your secrets to.

The worst part of her year however had been her experience with Professor Quirell. She had formed a bond with the man in the turban. She told him her secrets and her fears. He was like her best friend. Towards the end of the year Harry had found out that the Dark Lord had been using Quirell as a host body because he was unable to have his own. He tried to kill Harry and get the Sorcerer's stone to give the Dark Lord eternal life. Harry had killed Quirell with the power of 'love' or something like that and everyone was happy, everyone except Amity.

Had he been under the Imperious Curse? She had asked her father that question the first night she got back from Hogwarts. She hardly ever went into his office unless it was a matter of the utmost importance. He had told her that it was quite plausible that he had been under the Imperious Curse and seemed rather alarmed and frightened when he found out Voldemort was still alive…if you could call him that. Amity couldn't fight the feeling that maybe Quirell had just used her to gain information about Harry but as much as she searched her brain she couldn't find a single question he had asked her about the boy-who-lived. All they really talked about was her. It was nice having someone to talk to that just understood you. He was gone now. She kind of felt like part of her was gone now to.

Amity was snapped out of her depressing thoughts when two medium sized lights flashed in the distance, too big to be stars. It had to be the flying car! She couldn't help but feel like that this experience was either going to be really fun or get one of them killed.

The lights grew closer and closer and Amity's hands began to shake with excitement. They had said in there owl that they would be picking up Harry before they stopped to pick up her which meant she would be able to see him as well. She would have to wait until school started to see Herimone though.

Amity quickly grabbed the note she had written the day after she had gotten the owl and grabbed a piece of tape. She quickly opened her door and stuck the note onto it before closing it and locking it. The note explained to her parents (and Theo if he even cared) that she was safe but she couldn't stand them for one more minute so she went to stay the rest of the summer with a respectable pure-blood family. The Weasley's were pure-blood but not liked much by the wizarding community, she saw no reason why her parents would need to know that.

Before she knew it the car was right beside her window and she could see the clear outline of Harry, Ron, Fred and George's faces. They still looked basically the same and that fact alone made Amity grin like an idiot. Maybe her second year wouldn't be that different then her first, maybe it would even be better!

"Hey guys!" Amity giggled handing her trunk to Fred who threw it into the backseat with a grunt. The trunk landed on Ron who let out a yelp of pain. She tightened her grip on her owl's cage and hesitantly stepped up on her windowsill. She tried not to look down but sadly she did. They were at least four stories up! With a large gulp amity grabbed onto Fred's arm with the hand she wasn't using to hold onto the owls cage. She jumped from her current position and onto the side of the car.

Fred gripped both her arms and with a yank he pulled her face forward into the car. She landed onto both Fred and George's lap. She flipped over on her back and looked up into George's dark brown eyes.

"Hey there George." Amity said mock-flirtatiously. She always did think that the twins were incredibly good looking but she would never date either one. For one reason she was only twelve and they were fourteen and the other reason was because…well there Fred and George!

"Hey baby." George winked. The two broke out into laughter and Amity sat up. She crawled into the back seat and took the place between Harry and Ron.

"Hey guys!" Amity said excitedly hooking arms with her two best friends.

"Hey Amity." Ron smiled his voice sounding high pitched.

"Woah! Fred, George I hope you guys are mocking Ron on his resent trip down puberty lane." Amity laughed pointing a finger at Ron. His face was no longer just covered in freckles but with zits as well. Ron's face flushed a deep shade of scarlet.

"We are." Fred and George answered in sync. Amity had always loved how they did that. Sometimes Theo and her would say stuff at the exact same time but they didn't share the same bond that Fred and George shared. They were twins but as far as Theo was concerned, they weren't even related.

"Harry, let me hear your voice! Are you going through puberty to? Wow, angsty Harry, won't that be a joy." Amity rolled her eyes. Harry was always rather snappish and puberty would just double it.

"I'm still the same Harry." Harry blushed looking down shyly. Amity rolled her eyes. They could both be such wimps sometimes!

"That's good; I don't feel like dealing with you ten times more melodramatic any time soon." Amity smiled wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and giving him a hug.

The group of five soared above the clouds avoiding the eyes of muggles. Of course, the peace was ruined by Harry and his depressing story.

"The Dursley's were having some kind of dinner party when this house-elf came into my room!" Harry said his eyes widening like he was telling the most entertaining story in the world. Unlike everybody else Amity didn't find his stories the least bit interesting. She lived in a pure-blood house and she would never say it but she usually knew what was going to happen to him before it even happend. However, she wasn't aware of someone's house-elf having giving him a warning about somthing, probably against orders.

"House-elves are cute." Amity mused. Harry glared quickly at her before resuming his story.

"Well, his name was Dobby –" Harry started again only to have Amity cut him off.

"Did you just say Dobby!" Amity asked jolting straight up. She was positive she had heard that name before. She knew he was one of Theo's friend's house-elf. She just couldn't remember which! She could make out a clear picture of him in her mind though.

"What about Dobby?" Harry asked, confused. Harry was always confused.

"I'll ask Theo. I'm pretty sure he's one of his friend's house-elves." Amity murmured searching through her mind. For some reason it was hanging on Draco. Was Dobby Draco's house elf? She was almost positive but she decided to wait until she was one hundred percent sure to tell her friends.

"Well anyway," Harry continued." He told me something bad is going to happen this year at Hogwarts." Harry explained. The air in the car grew noticeably thick with tension. Something bad always happened when Harry was around but no one had the guts to say it.

They spent the rest of the car ride talking about Dobby's warning until they landed on the driveway with a lurch forward. Amity wanting to get out of the car more than anything in the world jumped from her seat and landed on the gravel.

The burrow was a large slanted house with several stories. It looked kind of like a toddler stacked cubes of different sizes on top of each other unevenly giving the house a permanent look of being about to collapse. Both Harry and Amity immediately fell in love with it.

"That is so cool!" Amity giggled jumping up and down excitedly as the five of them made their way up to the door. They pushed it open and took their seats at the kitchen table.

"It's not much but its home." Ron smiled gesturing to the first floor. Amity and Harry's eyes fell upon a clock on the wall. This clock however didn't tell time, it said where each member of the Weasley family was. Right now all except Arthur's pointed towards "Home."

"Percy!" Amity shouted as her favorite Weasley entered the room rocking the whole bed head, PJ's look. She immediately ran over and gave him a hug. She didn't know why she loved Prefect Percy so much but she did none the less. Plus, he always went easy on her when he caught her in the halls late at night or when she got in some serious trouble.

"Amity, I haven't seen you in forever." Percy said wrapping one arm around her waist and running the other through his thick tangled mane. She had always loved his poofy hair.

"Aww, Prefect Percy and our favorite Slytherin! This may be the most disgusting couple I've ever seen." Fred cooed batting his eye lashes. Both Percy and Amity glared at him.

"Agreed brother." George stated stroking his chin and observing them. Amity rolled her eyes and removed herself from Percy.

"Happy perverts? Are you upset because your brother gets more action then you?" Amity asked raising an eyebrow. Now, all the Weasley's knew that Percy never had a girlfriend and probably never would so they all (except Percy) burst out into uncontrollable laughter.

"For your information," Percy began hotly but was interrupted when a woman in her early forties stormed down the stairs. Amity assumed that this was the infamous Molly Weasley. She had heard some pretty crazy stories about her and her anger issues.

"NO CAR! NO NOTE! YOU COULD'VE BEEN KILLLED FOR ALL I KNEW!" Molly roared her hands placed on her hips. Harry and Amity both exchanged nervous glances.

"Oh, of coarse I don't blame either of you." Molly said softly, smiling warmly at Amity and Harry.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FOUR!" Molly screamed before the two could reply.

"I didn't do anything!" Percy piped up.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU THREE!" Molly corrected. Amity muffled her laughter with the back of her hand. She loved this family already. Then all of the sudden a man with red hair who was balding and wearing horn-rimmed glasses walked into the room carrying a suitcase.

"Hello Weasley's!" Arthur grinned setting his suitcase down beside the door.

"Hello daddy!" The Weasley's and Amity answered in a chorus. Arthur walked over to her and ruffled her long blonde hair.

"Looks like I got a new daughter. Blonde this one is! Ginny will be pleased." Arthur joked taking his spot at the table. Just then Ginny hopped down the stairs her long fiery red hair bouncing behind her.

"Mum, have you seen my jumper?" Ginny asked. Her eyes landed on Harry and she immediately flushed a dark shade of red, darker then Amity had ever seen Ron blush. She quickly ran back up the stairs without hearing where her jumper was.

"Did I do something?" Harry asked, confusion lacing his voice.

"No, she just really likes you. Boarder line obsession I'd say…" Ron mused as his mother put a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him. He immediately dug in.

"Did you see Harry's in the Prophet?" George imitated Ginny's high pitched voice.

"Did you hear anything from Harry Ron?" Fred joined in.

"Did you see that totally cute pimple on Harry's butt? I captured it on my spy cam!" George interpreted. Everyone except Molly and Harry laugh so hard they had to clutch there sides in desperate need of oxygen.

"I love it here." Amity smiled.

Whataya think? This is my first shot at a HP fanfic…or any fanfic really…Anyway, review please! I have high hopes for this story because I can only become a better writer from here right? Oh gosh I hope! Draco in next chapter! Love ya little duckies(: