Hey guys :) So this is my first fanfic and I hope you like it :) Let me know any comments or constructive criticism you all have and let me know if you want me to continue. I probably will anyways though because I like writing this ^^. Anyways enjoy!

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Harry Potter, it belongs to the epically brilliant J. K. Rowling. I do however own Perdita! Woo hoo, victory!


It was a quiet evening at the Burrow. Or at least it would have been was it not for the shouted threats that echoed through the barely lit surroundings. Fred and George Weasley victoriously dashed through the rooms, barely out of their younger brother Ron's reach. Whenever Ron would gain on the two mischief-makers, a small, oddly shaped object was tossed back and forth between the grinning twins. When this happened Ron would grow increasingly frustrated and be caught off guard just long enough for the pair to once again get ahead.

After a third round of the keep-away game, Ron came to a halt before letting an awkward noise loose that sounded to be caught somewhere between a frustrated growl and a defeated cry. "Fred! George! Give me back my chocolate frog!"

"Aww, does poor little Won Won want his candy?" came Fred's taunting reply. By now George and he had also come to a stop and were now leaning against the edges of the door jamb they were currently squished into side by side. Fred continued to smirk at Ron with a twinkle in his eye as George carelessly waved the unopened sweet in Ron's face, scarlet from a combination of the sprinting he had previously participated in and the anger now bubbling up inside him.

"Shut up Fred! I don't care about the chocolate, I just want the card." His brothers were getting on his last nerve. Ron had spent a good fifteen minutes chasing after them, trying to retrieve his property, only to have it be dangled in front of him as if it were all good fun.

"Well in that case….." and with a dramatic removal of the protective casing, George pulled out his wand and wordlessly hardened the animated confection before breaking it in two and gobbling it down alongside Fred. "Mmmm, wasn't that a treat."

He was met with a restrained reply through clenched teeth. "Alright, you two have had your fun now give me the card."

"You mean this card?" Fred quickly snatched the flat, rectangular object in question from George's grasp and held it up to the light. Upon witnessing Ron tense up he moved to stash the card in his back pocket only to be foiled when a pale, dainty hand retrieved it from him

"Honestly, don't you two have anything better to do than working Ron's last nerve?" Ginny glided across the room to the astonishment of her brothers and placed the card in Ron's awaiting hand. "Really, all that trouble for a stupid little card," was the last thing stated before she left the calmed scene to, presumably, head to her room.

Before she was out of sight Ron offered a simple "Thank you Ginny," before shooting his brothers a victorious grin and also making his leave. Now that their little game had been brought to an end, the twins were left with only the option of returning to their room to cook up another troublesome scheme.

(...)

A good hour or so after the ruckus that is Fred and George Weasley took place, the residents of the Burrow had been called for supper. Seated around the lengthy table sat the Weasley family, minus Percy and Charlie, as well as Fleur Delacour, Remus Lupin, and Harry Potter.

As the food floated out to be placed in front of each individual, the dining area came to life with enthusiastic chatter and playful jostling. The former tension between Ron and the twins was forgotten as soon as Fred made a quip about Fleur's accent causing the table to erupt into laughter while Bill tried to tell his fiancé they were only messing around.

"That's the whole reason you met, right Fleur? You wanted to eeemprove your Eeenglish." Thinking back about her first encounter with Bill at Gringotts, Fleur's irritation dissipated and the conversation moved on to new topics as everyone began to indulge in Molly's cooking.

After a number of good laughs and full stomachs, the group retired into the sitting room. It was nearing the holidays and most nights now the Weasley's and their guests would join each other following dinner and enjoy their evening, concocting up new and…..interesting ways to spend their time. This particular evening they had chosen to play a game of charades…..upside down. As it was Ron's turn, he was attached to the ceiling; his head a good couple of yards above the ground and was flailing his arms about and swaying back and forth.

"Ron, you're supposed to act like something other than yourself," came Fred's teasing comment which, in turn, brought forth another round of giggles. Ron, letting out an irritated sigh, began to bob his head, up and down, back and forth.

After another couple minutes of trying to figure out what odd thing Ron was impersonating, Harry, for no specific reason, turned his head to face the window, giving him a wonderfully clear view of the Burrow's small yard. However, right as he was about to turn his head back to Ron's sporadic movements, something caught his eye. It was a girl; a young woman with short, choppy blonde hair and fair skin, cloaked in black. Harry was certain she hadn't been there before and seeing as how Harry wasn't going crazy, she had to be a wizard. And judging from her attire, Harry was beginning to worry that Voldemort had decided to send them his Christmas present a little early.

"Uhm, guys? I don't mean to break up the fun, but it looks like we have a visitor." The room got deathly silent before everyone made a mad dash for the window. No one moved as they studied the approaching figure, now hidden from the moonlight by a thick tree. Once she moved out of the darkness though, all of the Weasleys' breaths hitched.

It was utterly silent before one word slipped through a certain Weasley's mouth. "Perdita." And with that Fred sprinted out of the house so fast, it was a surprise he wasn't flying. He was soon followed by the rest of his family and shortly after, confused by the strangeness of it all, Harry and Remus.

Making their way towards the girl in black, Harry and Remus couldn't help wondering what was going on. The Weasley didn't seem to be afraid, only worried. Not for their health, but for hers. So how did they know her? Their friends had a lot of explaining to do.

Just as they were getting close, the mysterious girl collapsed. Within seconds they had reached her and Fred hastily knelt beside her and began frantically checking her, making sure she was okay. Harry noticed that she was covered in numerous scratches, cuts, and bruises. There was one particularly large gash across her right shoulder that was oozing so much blood it was no wonder she fainted.

All the Weasleys looked on with concerned faces, Molly and Ginny very near tears. What was going on?


Hope you guys liked it! I'll try and get another chappy up soon :)