A/N: Hey! This is an OC story about a girl named Nora DeBordeaux. She's a very talented witch and has the power to freeze time and to blow things up with a wave of her hands (For those who watched Charmed, essentially Piper's powers) Her powers might evolve during the story and as for the rest of the family you'll just have to wait and find out! It's mainly a Fred/OC story but there are different relationships going to happen. I hope you enjoy and review! Reviews are amazing motivation and I'm very open to changing things or to listen to suggestions! And sorry about typos or any other mistakes! Anyway, I'm rambling so ENJOY :)

Disclaimer: I very sadly do not own Harry Potter. If I did, I'd probably be writing a book, not a fanfiction. I only own my Ocs!

Prologue:

Someone knocked at the Montgomery-Archibald's new home in Ottery St. Catchpole.

"Kids! Someone get the bloody door!" Brookelle Montgomery yelled while lifting a box full of books.

Norabel DeBordeaux was an eight year old girl with blonde locks, gray eyes and a face full of freckles. She ran down a flight of stairs and opened the wooden door to see a crowd of redheads.

"Hello dear. Are your parents home? We're your new neighbors. We live in the tall house behind the hill." Smiled a woman she assumed to be the mother.

"Nice to meet you! Just a second" She said as she turned her head around and yelled. "Mum! John! People are here!"

"Coming! Coming!" Said a woman's voice from across the house. An elegant woman who seemed to be in her late twenties with perfectly styled blonde hair and blue eyes came around the corner and put her arm around her daughter's shoulder.

"Molly!" Brookelle shouted recognizing the woman she had not seen in five years.

"Brooke! I thought you had moved to Ireland?" Molly asked embracing her.

"I had, we just got back this morning. It felt right. Ireland wasn't home." Brooke said shrugging her shoulders as Arthur greeted her. "Merlin look how much your kids have grown!"

"They never stop for a second." Arthur laughed.

"Wait is this Nora?" Molly asked looking at the girl who was eyeing the adults with a confused look.

"Yes." Brooke smiled as Nora hugged her mother for comfort. "Why don't you all come in, we don't have much set up, but we've got space for everyone in the backyard and a whole lot of lemonade."

"That would be lovely!" said Molly as they entered the Manor.

"It is a beautiful house" said Arthur. "And is that a microwave? Like muggles use? With eklecticity?" Arthur asked getting excited.

"Yes. My boyfriend is a muggle. And it's electricity Arthur." She said laughing lightly as they entered the backyard.

A handsome young man with light brown and matching brown eyes walked toward holding a young girl with blonde and piercing blue eyes in his arms.

"Hello. I'm John Archibald. And this little one is Meggan"

"Molly and Arthur Weasley. We're your neighbors. Last time we saw this one she was a baby!" Arthur said as three other children ran over to see what was going on.

"Brooke's told me a lot about you, it's nice to meet you."

"Kids be polite! Introduce yourselves." Brooke to her children who kept staring at the redheaded group.

"Well I'm Nora and I'm eight. I'm the oldest." Said the girl who opened the door.

"By six minutes!" Said a boy with blond hair and blue eyes matching his mothers. "I'm Nikolaus and I'm also eight."

"And there's a third, triplets right?" Molly asked with a smile

"How did you know?" A young with black hair and gray eyes matching her twin sister's spoke up. "People usually don't know because I don't look like the other two." She added laughing a little.

"Well we met you all when you were tiny. That's how we know." Arthur smiled.

"And I'm Neil, I'm Meg's twin and we're six." Said a blond boy with blue eyes.

"Triplets and twins!" Molly said. "I am officially impressed!"

They all laughed and then Arthur nudged his eldest son.

"Oh I'm Bill."

"I'm Charlie and I'm the second oldest."

"I'm Percy and I'm ten years old. I will be attending Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry next year."

"I'm George." Said one of the identical twins.

"I'm Fred and we're eight. This is Ronald and he's four."

"Am not!"Yelled the youngest boy. "I'm six!"

"Same thing." Said both twins.

"Fred and George! Leave your brother alone." Scolded Mrs. Weasley.

"I'm Ginny." Said the youngest of the Weasleys as she tugged her mother's dress.

"Ok well why don't all you kids go and play? We'll be over there." Brooke said as she gestured to a table that could easily sit fifteen people.

"Sure!" Said all the kids as they ran off in different directions.

The Weasley twins turned to the triplets and after about twenty minutes of consulting they decided to play tag.

As they ran around the backyard, Nora tripped over a branch and fell. One of the twins offered her his hand to help her up.

"You're Fred right? Thanks." She said with a warm smile.

"R..ri..right." He answered. "And you're N..Nora right?" He said blushing slightly.

"Right." She said chuckling at the boy's embarrassment.