Chapter 1
Meet the Family
Katrina Meyers was leaning with her back against the wall, waiting for her eldest sister to come out of the bathroom.
"Veronica!" She yelled at her sister for the tenth time, now thoroughly annoyed.
"Wait-a-while, will you? I'm doing my hair." Veronica responded, equally annoyed.
Katrina was the middle of 7 children. Veronica, the oldest, was 17, Joey (or Joe) was 15, Gregory was 13, Katrina was 10, Sara and Claire (who were twins) were 8, and Robby, the youngest was 4.
"Veronica," she repeated "I really need to use the bathroom." Katrina was about to knock on the door again when it opened revealing a stunningly beautiful 5'6", auburn haired girl.
"Gosh, Kat, patience." She said but Katrina had already run into the bathroom slamming the door behind her.
Veronica walked down the hallway to the room that she shared with Katrina. Sarah and Claire were digging through her draws, arguing under their breathes.
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They froze and turned around very slowly wincing when their eyes found their sister staring at them, hands on her hips, tapping her foot.
The twins stared at each other with genuine looks of fear on their identical, freckled faces. They smiled guiltily.
"We'll just be going, now." The one on the left, Sarah, said.
"Yeah, bye." Claire said, pulling her shirt father down so it covered her pockets, and they started walking towards the door.
"Not. So. Fast. What exactly were you doing digging through my drawers?" Veronica was clearly very pissed off.
"Nothing?" Claire tried.
"I will ask one more time. What were you doing?"
"We said: Nothing." Sarah answered this time.
"Ha ha, nice try. Empty your pockets." Veronica demanded holding out her right hand expectantly.
Reluctantly Claire pulled two letters out of her pockets and handed them to Veronica. There was no stamp on either of the envelopes. The one on top read: 'Veronica Meyers, Second floor, 3rd window to the left, #7 Wisten Pond Drive.' It was from her friend John, the other letter was from her friend Becca, both from Hogwarts.
"Why did you want my letters?" Veronica asked now a little confused as well as angry.
"Um…"
"Answer me."
"Well, uh, Joe, He- he asked us to…"
"JOE!?" She yelled. "Why in the name of Merlin did Joe want my letter- oh no." she hit herself in the head with her hand. "He's trying to get blackmail me again?"
"Yup. He paid us a galleon each."
"I'm gonna kill him." Veronica stomped off to her brother's room.
Katrina was washing her hands while gazing absent mindedly into the mirror. She turned off the water to dry her hands then picked up the brush and started detangling her hair. Katrina was a tomboy. The majority of her friends were guys and she never had a boyfriend; dresses, make-up, and skirts weren't even in her vocabulary and she basically acted like a, well, like a boy. She put her hair into a messy ponytail and braided it so it wouldn't get in her face.
She left the bathroom and saw Veronica running down the hallway muttering something like 'I'm gonna kill him' and 'why does he always do that?' and 'paying them a galleon each? Is he insane?' Whatever was going on, Katrina was smart enough to know to not get in the way of Veronica when she's angry. Katrina continued down the hallway to her room and sat on her bed. It was Saturday afternoon and tomorrow was her birthday, August 13. She couldn't wait. Tomorrow was the day she got her letter from Hogwarts. She was so excited to go to Hogwarts, she was only a little sad because she wouldn't need to go to Diagon Alley and buy new school supplies. The Meyers weren't rich, at all. They had enough money but didn't buy anything that wasn't necessary, save certain holidays and occasions. She was going to use her sister's hand-me-down robes and text books and everything. The only thing she was getting new was a wand. That was her only big birthday present this year. She most likely would get a card from her siblings but that was probably it.
"Kat," Gregory said, opening the door a few minutes later, "We were gonna play quidditch, wanna join?"
"Sure, be right there." Gregory left the room, ruffling his already-shaggy red-brown hair, while she went to grab her broom. She had gotten it in a used broom sale so it was cheep and old, but still capable of flying. She ran down the hallway, out of the house, and up the nearby hill. She could see Veronica, Joe, Gregory, Sarah, and Claire. Robby was pulling on her mom's hand begging her to let him play, too. The teams were divided with Veronica (as seeker), Gregory (as Keeper), and Sarah (as chaser) on one team and Joe (as keeper), Katrina (as chaser), and Claire (as seeker) on the other. Mrs. Meyers enchanted a little golden ball to fly around for the snitch, threw a big, red ball into the air for the quaffle and let the game begin. They game went on for about twenty minutes of cheering, scoring, and intense saves until…
"I got it! I got the snitch!" Someone cheered.
Everyone looked around to find Veronica Hovering on her broom, a huge grin plastered on her face, holding the 'snitch.'
Everyone burst into cheers and applause, some a little reluctantly having just lost, and checked the score, it was 210 to 120. The family raced each other down the hill on their brooms and Mrs. Meyers let Robby run after them.
Mrs. Meyers stared to prepare dinner. She charmed one knife to start cutting the carrots and another to start peeling the potatoes. She was cooking a steak when Mr. Meyers, a tall, handsome brown-haired man, entered the house.
"Hello Marie," He said giving his wife a kiss on the cheek, "How was your day?"
"Hello, Sean," She sighed then smiled, "The usual. How was work?"
"Good, good. Happy to be home, especially in time for dinner!"
"Well, then, can you set the table, please?"
"Sure." Sean answered, levitating plates and utensils to the table
At the moment Claire and Sarah came sprinting down the stairs.
"Hi dad."
"Hi dad." They each said, hugging they're father.
"Hi!" Robby said panting, as he ran to his father, "Hi dad!"
"Hi! How is everyone?" Mr. Meyers responding picking up all 3 children at the same time in a big hug. The children giggled then ran back up stairs screaming "Dinner's ready!"
It took ten minutes to get every child downstairs, but finally they could start dinner. Soon, every potato, carrot, and piece of meat was devoured and the children were washing the dishes 'the muggle way,' by hand, while Marie took a shower.
Katrina yawned, stretching her arms. She jumped up and made her bed. She hurried to the bathroom to brush her teeth; she changed out of her bed clothes and sprinted downstairs. She checked the clock, it was10:50.
"Morning, mom, dad. Hi Robby."
"Happy birthday sweetie."
"Did any owls come yet?" Katrina asked, she was talking so fast her words were barely distinguishable.
"Only the Prophet. Your letter's not here yet. Sorry honey."
"Oh. It is coming, though? Right? I'm going to get my letter and go to Hogwarts, right?" Katrina asked, getting nervous.
"Your letter hasn't come yet but there's still plenty of time. I wouldn't worry."
"Ok. Mom?"
"Yes?"
"When did Greg's, Joe's and Veronica's letters come?"
"Around 9:30."
Katrina looked at the clock, it was 11:00.