Hi there my name is Ivy and this story starts when I was seven, that magical number, It was a hot summers day and I was playing in the park with my Mom and Dad and six year old sister. We were have a blast Dad was playing tag with Hermione and I (Oh ya did I mention my sister is Hermione Granger? If not well she is) we were all laughing and having fun. Mom was reading a book so she would glance up at us every once in a while. Right when Dad was about to catch Hermione, the weather turned cloud and the wind started picking up swirling around us. Then four hooded figures appeared out of thin air, they pointed these wooden sticks at me and muttered something I felt something hit me and as I was losing consciousness I heard my sister screaming my name and then all I saw was blackness.
When I regained consciousness I was lying on a bed in a room I have never seen before. As I sat up the door to the room opened to a petite women with a tray full of food. She seemed to be muttering to herself. When she looked up and saw me staring right back at her. She jumped and almost dropped the tray of food.
"Oh my dear you're awake. How are you feeling? What is your name? Can you remember anything from before you got here?" She said as she rushed to my bedside.
"Well I... Where am I?" I asked
"Oh right you are at the burrows and I am Mrs. Weasley. My husband found you past out in the field. He brought you back here immediately and we have been looking after you since then. Know what do you remember?" She asked.
".Well I remember a voice, my little sister's voice, she was crying out for me to come back. I also remember these four hooded figures and I woke up while they had me and I heard them talking about my family heritage and magic. My name is Ivy Granger well it sort of is. They said something about my parents not being my real parent that I was adopted and that I should soon have some signs of magic in me. I don't understand and I'm really confused." I said I looked up into Mrs. Weasley's eyes and she looked shocked. There was silence for a brief period before she spoke up again.
"My dear have you never heard of magic before?" She asked calmly.
"Of course I have heard of magic but I didn't know it was real. I always thought it was a myth or something like that. So are you telling me that magic is real and I'm a witch who has magical powers?" I asked.
"Well my dear we will have to see whether you have any magical qualities or not. Yes from what you have told me I believe that, yes, you are a witch." As she finished saying this, there was a loud bang down stairs followed by a whole bunch of screams. I jumped up instantly at the noise then shrunk back under my covers.
"What was that?" I asked nervously.
"The rest of my kids are home from Hogwarts." When she said Hogwarts I looked at her funny so she explained that Hogwarts is a school of witchcraft and wizardry where all young witches and wizards go to learn about magic.
"I'm sorry I should have told Arthur to keep them down when they arrived. I am also very sure that my third and fourth youngest just pulled a prank on everyone else." At that precise moment there was another bang then a bunch of running feet and a few choice curse words as three or four people went running by the door. When Molly heard this she went scurrying out of the room and as she left the yelling and screaming from down stairs came to an abrupt halt then a lot of whispering, I could hear that they were whispering because I had gotten up and pressed my ear against the door. I then herd two people come bounding up the stairs and the scurrying feet of Molly coming towards the door so I ran back to my bed and dove in just as the door flew open to reveal to identical looking red headed boys with identical smirks on their faces.
"Boys it is rude to barge in on someone, especially a guest. Might as well introduce you as seeing you have been rude enough as it is. Ivy dear these are the twins. This is Fred." She said pointing to the one on the left. "And this is George." She said pointing to the one on the right.
"Mom you can't even tell your own kids apart." Said the one to her left.
"Oh I'm sorry George." She said turning to face the boys.
"Just kidding Mum I am Fred." The smirks on their faces grew even bigger as their mother groaned.
"Any ways boys this is Ivy Granger she is a year younger than you. So play nice." She warned as she left the room. "I have to go and check the damage you two have done this time." As the door closed the boys both turned to me a smirked at me.
"Should I be scared?" I asked as the boys walked over to my bed and sat down on either side of me.
"Nah. We won't do anything to you were just curious." Fred said I don't know why Molly has such a hard time telling them apart, sure they are identical but they are unique as well.
"Ya so why are you here? And are you staying forever?" George asked. After I told them everything I told Molly we started talking about their family and all the flaws about it and the bonus points. A few hours later I felt like I knew these boys all my life their like the brothers I never had. We talked and talked and talked until we heard Molly call from down stairs that supper was ready.
