Disclaimer: Nothing familiar belongs to me. Everything you recognize belongs to those who own the rights to it. The USQL and all its teams belong to Rowling and AZScorpions24 whose fic on the league can be easily found on my favourites.

Hello, everyone! Now this is a story idea that I've had for a long time and several times I've started it but could never finish it. The characters might seem a bit familiar as well as parts of the story itself to anyone who read the beginning of my story Out of the Shadows. This is in fact that story revamped you might say. The difference is that this is a story wrapped around a letter. The letter itself is important and the story falls in on adding explanations to why this letter was written. Hopefully if you read this it won't confuse you too much and I hope you enjoy reading this. ~ Vivi

Prologue

The Delivery

Dear George,

I'm hoping that you'll read this as soon as you get it but I know it might be far too much to hope for. I would think that getting this letter or any letter that mentions Fred at the moment would feel like a kick to the chest, but I knew that if I wait any longer, that I will never be able to write this particular letter. There is so much that I must tell you. I hope that you'll open this and read it the moment you get it but if you don't, I prey that one day you will finally pick it up and read it fully to understand its full importance. Oh, how I wish that it was possible to come and tell you all of this personally but instead I must rely on this letter and the hope that you will read this letter. I could begin by telling you how much your brother, your twin meant to me but to do that you would have to know more about me that what you or Fred, ever did.

June 4, 1998...

George Weasley looked up as the bell over the door rang out. "Oi, we're not reopened yet. It'll still be a day or two before..." He trailed off as he eyed the dark-haired female who stood eyeing him from across the room. "I know you, you're..."

"Sian Alcott," she nodded. "My cousin, Celeste, she... uh..."

He nodded not wanting to hear the end of this particular sentence. It was still too hard to hear his brother's name some days. "That's right. Is there something I can do for you?"

"Well, actually, Celly sent me." She moved gracefully across the showroom towards him. There was something different that he just couldn't put his finger on but he had only met the witch a couple of times. "She wanted me to give you..." She trailed off as she came to a stop before him and dug into the messenger bag that she had slung over her shoulder. It was a unique bag in that it had what appeared hundreds of pockets and was in a rainbow of shades.

George thought for a moment that he saw a quidditch glove but was quite certain that he had been told that the witch had a job with the American Magical Congress that sent her all over the globe. "She sent me?"

"Oh, sorry, a letter. I'm trying to find it." Sian said as her eyes met his through her thick lashes.

He felt a jolt through him that he felt he had no right feeling at the moment. "Your bag seems a bit cluttered." He announced hoping to break away from the attraction he was feeling towards the woman. He didn't remember it from the last time they met. He had thought she was pretty, but there hadn't been the jolt he just felt by meeting her eyes.

"You have no idea, Sean is always telling me that it's more of a catch-all than anything else. I live out of it on the road."

George held back a frown, which he would have claimed came from her unusual way of expressing her traveling and not from the male's name she used so casual. "Sean is..."

"Oh, he's my... my brother." She announced with a triumphant smile. "Here it is. Celly would skin me if I lost it. It was like pulling teeth to get her to write it or at least that's what Tem said." She flushed slightly.

"Tem?"

"Celly's sister, my cousin." She said with another grin and when their eyes met this time, George knew he couldn't deny the way it made him feel.

"I didn't know she had a sister."

"She has a couple, actually." Confusion filled her eyes for a moment. "Anyway, here's that letter. You really should read it, could be important?"

Their hands met over the slim ivory envelope. "Really?"

"Earth-shattering even." She murmured huskily, her eyes locked on his.

"Oi, George." Lee Jordan called out as he came through the back of the store. "Oh, sorry, didn't know you had company."

Sian broke away from George and gave his friend a bright smile. "Sian Alcott."

"Lee Jordan, you're American, aren't you?" At her nod, he continued. "What school did you go to?"

"Smithson." She replied with a quick look towards George.

"You know anything about the USQL?" He asked.

"I know a thing or two."

"They sent a team over here for a couple games against Puddlemere United. Think they'll be any good?"

"We'll just have to wait and see." She replied and George saw an inexplicable flash in the dark-haired woman's eyes. "Well, I need to get going." She turned towards the redhead, "It was nice seeing you again, George, and meeting you, Lee."

Lee watched her disappear out the door and join a brunette standing across the way, who seemed interested in the display. "She's cute. How do you know her?"

"Remember Fred's blonde?" At Lee's nod, George explained. "She's her cousin. Came to bring me a letter."

"Are you going to read it?"

"Not right at the moment."

"Are you sure? It sounded like it might be important." He persisted but it would be years before George would open the seal of the ivory envelope.

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