Violet ran. She hated everything about her American hometown. Why did she stay? She had to leave. Her mother had abused her at the age of eight and her father couldn't pay for her anymore, not without child support, but now he was letting her go. This was all because she was a witch but she wasn't going to just stop, even if she had a choice. Before his death, Albus Dumbledore came to her asking if she would join the Order of the Phoenix. She went to Salem Witch Academy as a child, but even there Albus Dumbledore was well known. At this point it was decided she was going. After all, her best friend from Auror School was in it. Nymphadora Tonks knew her better than anyone else. They wrote frequently and still remained best friends. With that thought she picked up the port key Albus had made for her and port keyed to Number 12 Grimmauld Place.

When she came inside she instantly saw Tonks. They greeted and hugged each other, soon she met everyone. First she met Remus Lupin. He was a pale man with sandy graying hair. He was kind and polite, perfect for Tonks. Next she met Harry Potter. She knew instantly he was better than the Prophet declared him to be. Violet met him with his girlfriend Ginny Weasley. She was a pretty 16 year old girl with a lot of strength. She next met Hermione Granger. She was studious but passionate and ambitious. Her boyfriend was Ronald Weasley. He seemed into quidditch and pig headed but sweet none the less. Next up was the rest of the Weasley clan, starting with Arthur and Molly. They were a sweet set of folks with a lot of hospitality. Arthur was into muggles and Molly could cook VERY well. Their oldest son was Bill. He was a curse breaker a very amazing job. He was with his wife Fleur. She was French and err a somewhat snotty rich girl. The next was a set of twins, Fred and George Weasley. They were pranksters with a load of mischief. But, their girlfriends Angelina and Alicia seemed to keep them pretty grounded. The youngest were Ron and Ginny. The only two Weasley's not present were Percy, who was a traitor, and Charlie. Apparently he was coming the next day. But, what Charlie did for a living peaked her interest. He worked with dragons in Romania. Violet had always been into dragons. They fascinated her. She was already exited to meet this remarkable man.

Charlie walked in. It was 1:30 in the morning so all were asleep except a girl, who looked just a year younger than himself, sitting by the fire. She had sleek black hair with bangs to her eyebrows. She had chocolate brown eyes you could melt in. Her purple top clung to her showing remarkable curves with a pair of black denim jeans.

"Whoa" the ever smooth Charlie slipped and fell grateful that Mrs. Black was no longer around to wake everybody up.

The girl squealed in shock.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you" apologized Charlie

"It's ok" she smiled and held out a hand "I'm Violet Cherie and you must be…. Charlie Weasley"

"Yes, hello" he said shaking her hand with a grin as he sat down next to her asking about her life.

POV SWITCH: VIOLET

He was charming and cute, this Charlie Weasley, he had a laid back look with long hair and sapphire blue eyes. He had well built muscles from working with dragons. He was fairly tan from the Romanian sun and had a supernatural glow in the light of the fire. He had just asked about her life. She took a deep breath

A/N note ok not really a cliffy but review this is my first story on this website!

Gina