A/N: I don't own Harry Potter, only Eleanora and Alice Weasley.
Chapter One: Introductions
Alice sighed as she slung her green duvet covers away from her body, lazily getting out of bed. She had never been a morning person; sleeping was heaven for her. Usually she was one of the last up, however today there was a good reason she was the first up. Her feet pressed against the dark wooden floor, causing a creek to be made. Rubbing her warm, chestnut-brown eyes, Alice walked around hers and Ginny's bed before exciting their bedroom.
Softly walking along the landing, Alice went to the bathroom beside her bedroom. There was only three in a family of ten, so getting up early was a needed if you wanted to have a shower. Putting her hand on the dusty-gold coloured doorknob, Alice pushed and entered the bathroom.
She moved her gaze away from the door and looked into the mirror straight ahead of her as she kicked the door shut with a light thud. Her normally bright eyes were half-shut with light grey circles around them, making her look ill. The fact that her skin was pale didn't help. Alice's tomato-red hair was in a top-knot bun, which was now messy from where she had slept. Dark brown freckles were spread across her face, down her neck and all over her body. Alice looked like a stereotypical Scottish person, but she loved the way she looked.
Alice took out her hair band, and let her hair fall past her shoulders before slipping off her clothes and hopping in the shower, turning it on. The cold water streamed down her face, instantly waking her up. Alice then took the nearest bottle and brought it up to her eyes, squinting as she read the label 'Witch Wonders Shimmering Shampoo' and then underneath it, it said 'Making your hair happy'. She flipped the cap open and squirted some on to her hand, rubbing them together before applying it to her hair.
After finishing and stepping out of the shower, Alice grabbed a dark blue towel from the rack and tied it around her body. She then took another one and squeezed most of the water out of her wet hair. Alice picked up the black brush that lay on a counter next to the sink and brushed it through her hair. Next she brushed her teeth, held on to her towel and walked back to her bedroom.
Ginny was still sound asleep in her bed, her small features making her look cute. Alice smiled at her younger sister, going towards her dresser and throwing something on. This included a purple jumper with the letter A written on in yellow, black trousers and white trainers. Usually Alice wouldn't wear jumpers that her mum made her, but today she might need a little extra love to get the things she wanted.
BANG!
A loud noise came from directly above Alice's and Ginny's bedroom, causing Ginny to wake up with a jolt. Alice sighed and walked over to Ginny, checking she was not falling back to sleep. After giving a brief 'Good morning' and 'don't worry, it was the triplets', she walked downstairs to the kitchen.
The room only held two people, one of which was stood at the stove, moving about every three seconds to check on another piece of food. The other was placing cutlery and mats around the eleven-seater table, which was a large table with a seat at the head of the table, where Arthur would sit. Alice skipped around Percy and pecked her mother's cheek, then sitting down in her usual chair.
"Good morning, Mum. Percy," she grinned, sitting with her hands under her thighs and her legs swinging about.
"Why are you up so early, dear?" Molly asked, taking a break from her cooking and turning around.
"We're going to Diagon Alley today," Alice said, thinking that answer explained everything.
"You've been there plenty of times before," Molly pointed out.
"But this time it's for me and Ron."
Molly gave her daughter a smile but it quickly faded when three figures stumbled down the stairs, arguing.
"It wasn't my fault, you added in too much moonstone."
"I put in just the right amount. Besides, it was the eye of newt that did it."
"Hey! Was not."
"Was too. You weren't supposed to put it in."
"Children!" Molly shouted, ending their argument. "Stop arguing and sit down."
"We weren't arguing," one of them said, a boy with the same colour red hair as Alice.
"Yeah, just a debate," another said, also a boy who looked identical to the first.
The third, this time a girl, sighed and sat down opposite Alice. Her triplets sat beside her. "Which I won. The moonstone caused the explosion."
Molly shook her head and went back to her cooking, beginning to turn off the stove and take care of the food.
Fred, George and Eleanora were triplets two years older than Alice, who was eleven, who caused quite a lot of mischief at home and at school. They were the fourth, fifth and sixth oldest in the family, Fred being the oldest of them and Eleanora being the youngest. They were all short and stocky, making them about an inch taller than Alice.
"Do you learn how to make potions at Hogwarts?" Alice asked, her eyes brimming with excitement.
Eleanora nodded and grinned, "Yeah. You get to learn all sorts of things. Last year we learnt how to brew a sleeping draught."
"In first year you learnt all about the Forgetfulness potion," George added.
"But the teacher is awful," Fred groaned. "He's a strict, miserable, greasy haired-"
"George!" Molly scolded, knowing he was about to use a bad word.
"I didn't say anything! And I'm Fred," he muttered as an afterthought.
The next set of people to wander into the kitchen was Ginny and Ron. Ginny was the youngest in their family, and the third girl. She had the same features as the rest of the family (freckles, red hair and brown eyes) and looked quite dainty. Ron, however, was the opposite. He was tall, had a long nose and rather large hands and feet.
There were a few differences between Ron and Alice. The first clear one being their genders. Also, Alice's nose wasn't as long, her hands smaller and she was a centimetre or two shorter. They did share a few key features in their personality, however. Food being one of them.
When Molly put down plates and plates of food, the twins were the first to tuck in. Alice grabbed strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, a few sausages, some slice of toast and a spoonful of mushrooms. Ron piled the same amount of food onto his plate.
"Can you pass me the salt, please?" Ginny asked from beside She did as she asked.
The door swinged open from behind Ron, and in walked Arthur Weasley.
"Morning, Weasley's!" He called.
"Morning, Dad!" Everyone called, with the exception of Molly who said 'Arthur'.
Arthur worked in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office, and often went out on raids to find Muggle objects that had been enchanted. He fell back on his chair at the table, and started digging in on the breakfast.
Alice smiled, looking around the kitchen table as she ate. She was in a family of eleven – three girls, six boys and the parents. Starting from the oldest, there was William (however everybody calls him Bill), Charles (Charlie), Percy, Fred, George and Eleanora (triplets), Ronald (Ron) and Alice (twins) and Ginerva (Ginny). Alice loved living in a big family; it made her feel warm and cosy inside. She didn't care that they were poor and couldn't afford the best clothing or newest items on the market. Knowing that her family loved her was enough.
"When are we going to Diagon Alley?" Alice asked excitedly, food spraying everywhere as she spoke.
Percy frowned, dusting some of the food away from him, "Don't speak while you are eating, Alice, it's not very hygienic."
Alice however just stuck her tongue out at him and turned back to Molly, who had been watching them.
"We will go to Diagon Alley just before lunch. We can eat at the Leaky Cauldron before we come back home," she said.
Alice nodded and stuck another sausage in her mouth, much to Percy's disgust.
A/N: Thanks for reading the first chapter! Tell me what you think of it and any spelling mistakes you may point out .-. I'm not the best at it. Reviews and Follows/Favourites are love.
