Disclaimer: Obviously I'm not J.K. Rowling. If I were I would publish this and make another billion dollars.
Roxanne shuffled through a pile of clean clothes that sat on a bench at the end of her bed. When she retrieved the tank top she was searching for, she stuffed the white material into her black cross-body bag, given to her by her Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron for her seventeenth birthday. She mentally thanked her Aunt Hermione for adding an undetectable extension charm.
She turned off the light to her mint green bedroom and walked down the stairs to meet her parents and brother.
Her brother, Fred, held a duffle over his shoulder and was saying his goodbyes to their parents.
Every year for as long as Roxanne could remember she, along with the rest of her cousins, would stay at her grandparent's for a week, in effort to give all of their parents time to be alone without children.
Roxanne didn't understand why her parents needed time alone considering she was going to start her seventh year at Hogwarts in two months, and Fred had just graduated. Her parents were free of children for the majority of the year.
She threw an arm around both of her parents and bid them adieu before walking over to the massive fireplace in the living room.
She grabbed a handful of floo powder and stepped into the large opening in the fireplace. She waved goodbye one last time before throwing the dark powder to the ground and shouting her desired destination.
She stepped out of the fireplace at The Burrow and wiped the soot off her clothes before remembering she could legally use magic. After muttering a few cleaning spells, she surveyed the large room.
She saw Albus and his best friend, Scorpius, placing their bags by the end of the stairs before Rose purposefully bumped into Scorpius. She smiled wickedly and Roxanne could've sworn she saw Scorpius wink at Rose.
She knew something was going on between them with the discreet winks and smirks exchanged by the two, not to mention the fact that Rose went to the Memorial Ball with Scorpius, her apparent enemy.
Roxanne noticed Hugo in the kitchen trying to sneak some food under Gram's watch. Hugo reached for one of the cookies sitting on a plate before Gram swatted his hand away and scolded him. He walked away in defeat before he reached into his pocket and pulled out a cookie. Roxanne wondered why he wasn't chucked into the snake pit because sneaking something past Gram was an unusually hard task.
She heard footsteps walk through the maze of stairs and knew it was Lily going to organize her stuff before more people arrived.
She spotted James asleep in a chair, and even though he was completely beat from his new regimen of professional quidditch training, she would have expected more from the seasoned prankster.
When Fred stepped out of the fireplace he noticed a sleeping James, and Roxanne could only imagine what sorts of jinxes and hexes were running through his mind.
She headed up to the room she shared with Rose, Dominique, and Victoire to claim one of the single beds, not wanting to share the double bed with Dominique and her snoring again.
She noted Rose's navy duvet and bag on one of the single beds and reached inside her bag. She felt the familiar fabric of her white duvet and spread it across the second single bed.
A loud crash came from downstairs, and Roxanne knew Fred had put one of his ideas to action.
Roxanne dashed down the stairs, not wanting to miss everyone's reaction, and saw James covered in some sticky green substance, the chair he slept in was flipped over.
Gram raced out of the kitchen as fast as she could and slowly examined the room before her eyes narrowed on James and Fred.
They both smiled nervously before Gram said in a calm voice that made the room feel as if the temperature had suddenly dropped 20 degrees, "Just clean it up."
The Burrow was usually incredibly neat, considering cleaning was one of the things that kept Gram preoccupied. Now green slime covered the armchair, some of the rug, and had splattered on the wall. Not to mention James was still covered in it.
After James had cleaned himself up and the two had started to clean the room (James would have protested if he wasn't so tired and afraid of his grandmother's wrath), Dominique and Louis arrived in the fireplace.
Shortly thereafter, her Uncle Charlie's twins, Oliver and Margot, arrived talking aimlessly about Hogwarts and how excited they were for their first year.
Oliver and Margot were the youngest cousins, and much to Roxanne, and the rest of her cousins', annoyance they were babied by all of the adults. For example Roxanne saw Gram slip each of them a cookie and Hugo huffed loudly.
Dominique bustled down the stairs in short jean shorts and some blue bikini top to take advantage of the clear skies and try to get some color.
Once James and Fred had finally cleaned the green sludge off of everything, Victoire and Teddy arrived, obviously not taking notice of their slightly disheveled appearances.
Roxanne hated when any of her relatives or friends didn't bother to situate themselves to look like a suitable person after sex. She always made an effort to look as normal as possible, not wanting people to think of her as a slag.
Louis, who sat on the couch, stifled a laugh while James and Fred both burst into laughter. Teddy shot them a dirty look before Gram came in and hugged them both.
Teddy and Victoire lived together but no one told Gram for fear that she would completely lose it and go on some rant about saving yourself for marriage.
Roxanne was sure that all of her cousins over sixteen had lost their virginity, and she was sure that most of their parents had put two and two together, realizing their precious babies weren't babies anymore, and figured they'd done the deed.
Well maybe not Ron.
She knew her Aunt Hermione was smart enough to understand the teenage nature, but her Uncle Ron was most likely oblivious to the fact that Rose had been intimate with someone (not to mention that that someone was probably a Malfoy).
The fireplace erupted once more and out stepped Lucy and Molly, the last of the bunch to arrive.
They scurried up the stairs to put their bags in the room they shared with Lily.
Lily had protested over the past three years that she was old enough to join Roxanne, Dominique, Rose, and Victoire in the older girls room but she still remained in the room with fourteen-year-old Molly and twelve year old Lucy.
At least she was always guaranteed her own bed in the room with Molly and Lucy.
Teddy, Fred, James, and Louis shared a room while Scorpius, who attended most family events; Albus, Rory and Hugo all bunked together.
Oliver and Margot shared a room, which Roxanne knew wasn't going to last for much longer. She was hoping that once they decided they wanted to join their other cousins, she could get their room all to herself. Or just a room minus Dom.
Even though they were babied, Oliver and Margot got along fine with all of their cousins. They were quite funny actually and expressed their disinterest in all the attention given to them. Although they didn't mind the handouts i.e. sweets before dinner and so on.
Hugo suggested they all play a game of backyard quidditch, which made James groan loudly. Everyone agreed and James muttered, "Fine, but I get to be a captain."
Roxanne saw James and Fred head upstairs while everyone else headed outside.
She saw Molly sit under the shade of a large tree, book in hand, and Dominique move her tanning set up out of the way of the game. Victoire stood in the center of their makeshift field (she usually refereed the games), and Hugo declared himself captain of the second team.
James and Fred came jogging out of the house both giddy as a pair of schoolgirls.
James pulled something gold out of his pocket and snickered. Teddy saw him and went immediately into some sort of Auror mode. "James," he said through closed teeth, "please tell me that's not what I think it is."
By now everyone was looking at James and Teddy, wondering what the object was.
"C'mon Teddy, we were just gonna have some fun, chill," James said while walking backwards toward the tree.
Teddy said calmly in a voice that could almost shame Gram's, "Give it here. I honestly would have expected more from an eighteen year old, but then again you are James and I never know what to expect from you."
As James shifted backwards, everyone followed. Dominique and Molly had joined the hoard that was slowly moving toward James and Teddy.
You would have thought James would be swift on his feet. Roxanne sure thought stability was one of the things they looked for in a professional chaser, but she, quidditch scouts, and the rest of her cousins were wrong.
While moving backwards James, "star quidditch player", Potter tripped on one of the roots of the large tree, sending him and the glittering object falling toward the ground.
Roxanne saw James and Teddy reach out for it desperately, but it was too late. She saw the glass inside of the object break and then it was her turn to fall.
So I changed some stuff around, you might notice if you've already started reading, but if this is your first time reading, enjoy!