I sat on my bed, in my room. My father was in his study, most likely sleeping on his desk, again. I got up, still wearing my black pajama pants and bright red tank top, and went down the hall to the kitchen. My father and I lived together with our house elf; or, at least we had for the past four years my mother had been dead. Once in the kitchen, I grabbed a baking sheet and made some homemade cinnamon buns for my father and myself. They were his favorite; when I was five my mother had taught me how to make them. There was a small knock at our front door, I knew my father would be furious if he had to answer the door at this hour, so I ran and answered it quickly. Behind my stark white hard wood front door, was a tall red headed man and what looked to be his wife. She was short and had bright red hair. Behind them was a group of younger redheads that were quite tall for what looked to be their ages. I was used to answering the door in pajamas; I stopped minding when I was about seven.
"We're so sorry to bother you miss," the tall redheaded man began, "but, our car has broken down and well-" his wife interrupted him.
"We have a muggle car and we can't figure out how to fix it, could you please help us?" a grin began to play on my face.
"Sure can. Let me just leave a note for my father and I can be out in a few minutes." I had barley turned around when I remembered my cinnamon buns. "Oh I forgot!" I turned back to them, "I have cinnamon buns in the oven right now but they'll be done in just ten minutes. Are you in any hurry? Because if you are I can just-"
"My dear girl we are in no hurry what so ever. Take your time." The tall red headed man said to me. I smiled and thanked him.
"Would you and the rest of your family like to come inside while we wait? My father is still asleep, but I think he wont mind." I said beaming at the flame colored family.

"Well thank you my dear," began the mom of the family, "by the way we're the Weasley's. I'm Molly and this is my husband Arthur." I smiled and nodded to them. I had always been the kindest witch in the family. Though I'll never know where I got it from, my mother and father have never been the nicest to others well, besides me. They happily took my invitation, and came inside. The man came in first, followed by his wife and a pair of twins. Then, another boy who was a bit taller than the twins came in and the last boy was taller than the other three.

"Okay, please just stay in the front room. And, Leeal will get you anything you need." A small house elf came up behind me. "She's very friendly and she's an amazing cook in case you get hungry." I turned to Leeal, "Leeal I'll be in by my tool shed fixing these nice peoples car. So when my father wakes up please explain this." She nodded and I headed outside where my tool shed was just a few yards away from the house. I looked just a few yards past it on the right of my house and there sat a blue Ford Anglia. It took a little over a half hour to push the car up to my tool shed. Once I got it there, I changed into some grey skinny jeans and a tank top I kept in there for when I was working, and turned on some of my muggle music I found. It was natural for me to listen to music while I worked. I sang along with it…
"So this is how it goes
Well I, I would have never known
And if it ends today
Well I'll still say that you shine brighter than anyone…
Now I think we're takin' this too far don't you know that it's not this hard
Well it's not this hard…" their transmitter was burnt out and it needed a new one badly.
"But if you take what yours and I take mine
My sweet go there
Please Not this
No not this time." Also, it looked as if the oil had never been changed but maybe once ten years ago. And for some reason, there was an entire section near the engine I'd never seen in a car before. I looked at a clock I hung up on the wall; and according to it, I'd been working on the car for two hours. I decided to go on inside and see what the Mr Weasley could tell me. When I opened the door, Leeal was making some food and the family was just sitting in the front room.
"Oh," began Leeal, "Princess is very messy coming in from work. Princess should go clean herself up for the young men here." Unfortunately, she said this in front of them. She was my mothers' house elf and just decided to stay here even after she could go. She said it was so I could grow up properly, but that didn't work so well either. Unlike my mother who had already had three or four boyfriends by my age, I had never even had a friend besides a little boy when I was very small myself. Yet despite this fact, I was a definite people person; well, most of the time. I could feel my face become hot and I looked down at Leeal.
"Leeal, please don't do this again." I pleaded to her, "Has my father come out of his room yet today?" she shook her head no;I sighed.
"Though," she started talking again, "Leeal went in and saw he was awake and asked him if he'd like something to eat, of course being your father he said no. But, Leeal took him one of Princess' cinnamon buns and left it on the desk for him. Leeal could've sworn she saw him smile right before she left." She also gave me a warm smile, in which I returned to her. I turned back to the family and walked into the front room with the rag Leeal had handed to me when she said I should go clean up.
"Well, your car needs a new transmitter and an oil change. Both are done. In case you heard the screaming at a car, that would explain the new transmitter. I hate those stupid enchanted cars in my yard; they ended up getting minds of their own. On top of that, they're stubborn. Anyway, there still a couple problems with it." I looked at the father of the family. "Sir, is your car enchanted?" I stared at him.
"I, um… well…yes. The car is enchanted so it can fly." He looked at me then at the ground avoiding the stare of his wife.
"OH!" I said almost shouting, "No wonder I couldn't figure it out! I was wondering what that was near the engine. Wait here I'll have the rest of your car fixed in a little while." I dashed back out to my tool shed and opened the hood again. It only took another hour until their car was completely fixed. I stood up straight and looked back at the engine to see if there was anything else. Of course with music still playing. I started looking at the back of the engine, which I hadn't seen since I had started working on the car.
"Well George," I heard a voice, "looks like we came at a nice time."
"Yes, we did Fred." Said another voice. I turned around to see the twins of the people who owned the car.
"What are you two doing in here?" I asked while laughing slightly.
"Our mom thought you'd been in here quite a while and asked us to come check on you." One began.
"So she sent us out here and now are you done? Because if not we're stuck out here with you until you are." The other finished. They both looked at me with hopeful faces. Hoping they could take a joke, I began talking.
"Nope! It might be a while actually, maybe three or four hours." I smiled and they both laughed and said "Come on, lets go." I followed them out of my tool shed with them. They began asking me questions on the way inside the house.
"So," began the twin on my left, "what's a girl like you, fixing muggle cars?"
"And," began the twin on my right, "more importantly, will you be attending Hogwarts with us this fall?"
"Well, first off, everyone needs a hobby right? Mine just so happens to be fixing things and cooking. I needed something to do in my spare time." I looked up at them they were smiling in somewhat of interest. I could feel myself slightly blushing, but never let them see it. "And, for the second question, yes. My dad gave me my Hogwarts letter at the beginning of the summer when he came home from work. But, I already went to Diagon alley earlier this summer for my things." I looked up again at the twins. The twin on my left started.
"Well, that's a shame."
"We were going to Diagon alley next week." The other twin finished. I smiled and looked back to in front of me.
"Well then, maybe you boys will just have to find me on the train." I smirked and kept on walking.
"George, maybe we'll just have to take her up on that offer" said the twin on my right.
"You know Fred I don't think that's a bad idea at all." said the twin on my left. Suddenly each boy put a hand on my shoulders and stopped me from walking. The twin on my left went behind my and grabbed my arms and the twin on my right went in front of me. George (behind me) pulled me back to where I was leaning on him, and Fred (in front of me) grabbed my legs and walked a little closer toward me so that if they dropped me I'd fall flat on my back. They were suspending me between them and I just laughed at them.
"Why are you two carrying me?" I said between giggles.
"We said we'd take you up on your offer!" they said together. I laughed harder at how they could even say the same thing at the exact same time. They laughed with me and soon kept walking slowly toward the house.
"Hey guys," I said getting their attention, "Promise you won't drop me?"
"Yeah sure" said George, "But tell us something first." said Fred.
"Sure what is it?" they looked at each other then at me.
"Your name." they said in unison. I laughed and looked up at George then at Fred.
"Sure, my names Elladora but, everyone has always called me Ella"
"Why?" they said together.
"It's just a nickname." I laughed and they joined me. They carried me all the way into the front room of the house. Where they dropped me on the love seat they were sitting on earlier. The three of us came in laughing and Leeal got curious.
"Leeal hasn't heard Princess laugh this hard for so long. Leeal has to wonder why miss?" I looked down at her with a big grin still plastered on my face from earlier.
"Leeal, it's nothing much. I just made some friends though." I put my arms around each of the twins and I felt them each wrap an arm around my waist. Looking back at Leeal I saw her smile warmly to me once more and I looked at the boys and saw them grinning from ear to ear. I put my arms down and looked at the parents they were smiling as well.
"By the way Mr. Weasley your car is completely fixed." I told Mr. Weasley. He nodded and looked at his wife.
"Thank you so much dear," began, "How much would you like now that it's all fixed." She shot a quick glare at her husband. I raised an eyebrow then smiled.
"There's no charge . But thanks for the offer." I laughed and smiled at the couple.
"Miss- ah…"
"Ella." I said to him as he attempted to call me by my last name.
"Miss Ella…" I stopped him as he continued to prod.
"My last name doesn't matter ." I smiled again. spoke up again.
"Well, dear what is your last name?" she said sweetly.
"Snape, my name is Elladora Snape." The two older boys looked at me and attempted to cover their laughing. My father was the potions master at Hogwarts and he was and still is known to be the meanest teacher there as well.
"I know it must be kind of a shock to see the differences between my father and myself." The family looked at me and just smiled as they had before. I stood up and gave the keys to Mr. Weasley. He and the Mrs. stood up, brushed themselves off, and gave me a hug. They thanked me for fixing their car and invited me over for dinner later that night. Unfortunately, I had to decline the offer because I was having dinner with my father tonight. I said goodbye to all of them (Percy, Charlie, who was visiting from Romania; and the twins of course.) and saw them out to my tool shed where the car was.
"If you have anymore troubles with the car just come back over and I should be able to fix it in a little bit." I smiled at them as they got into the car. The twins gave me one more hug and got in finally. They ended up rolling down a window and yelling goodbye to me until my house was out of sight to them. I smiled, laughed a bit, and sighed at their shenanigans. After I couldn't see the car anymore, I headed back inside and began cooking. My father and I hadn't spent any time together for about three weeks so I decided I'd make dinner tonight. I had figured that if I made all his favorites and made it all before I got him for dinner there was no way he could say he couldn't. Leeal wanted to help me while I was cooking but I wouldn't let her. This was a dinner from me to my dad and I wanted it to be special. For once.