"Fred! George! Get downstairs this instant!" Mrs Weasley's voice rang out in the small, tattered house. Kiba sat on Fred's bed laughing as the twins frantically tried to catch the dozens of enchanted jelly beans that were jumping around the room. "Oi, Kiba, want to give us a hand?" Panted George.
"Yea!" Said Fred, his voice muffled from under George's bed, "Give us a hand eh?" Kiba sighed and shook her head, still laughing, she pulled out her wand and turned to the twins. "I swear you two forget your wizards sometimes." With a lazy flick of her wand, she immobilised the jelly beans and began picking them up with Fred and George; who both looked at her sheepishly.
"Fred! George! Now!" Shrieked Mrs Weasley once again. The three of them looked at each other in alarm and dashed madly down the staircase. Mrs Weasley wasn't a women to be messed with. They ran into the kitchen as Mrs Weasley turned around, her face red with both anger and the heat. It was the middle of the summer holidays, and as usual, Kiba was spending it with the Weasley's. She had always been welcome with the Weasley's, especially since she had nowhere else to go. Her only remaining family member- that actually liked her- was far away, hiding somewhere. Sirius Black, her uncle, who had been locked away in Azkaban for 12 years for a crime he didn't commit, had finally broken out. He was the only person to ever do it. However he couldn't see her, and she couldn't go and live with him, because he was still trying to keep a low profile, as well as the fact that everyone but her thought was was a wayward mass-murderer. But Kiba new the truth, she knew Sirius never killed anyone, and she knew who the real murderer was. But Sirius had told her not to tell anyone, as she'd just get herself into trouble for trying to defend him. He reckon'd that as long as Kiba knew the truth, it would be enough for now. He had wrote to her a few times, but their contact had to be kept to a minimum, in case anyone found out. She missed her uncle more than anything, her father, Regulas Black, was long since dead, as well as her mother- at least, she thought her mother was dead, sufficed to say she'd never known her as she had gone missing shortly after Kiba was born. Kiba was suddenly dragged back into the present world by Mrs Weasley's shrilled voice crying out. "Harry!" She shrieked. Kiba turned to see Harry Potter being bombarded by Mrs Weasley's motherly hug and numerous questions. Ron, Ginny and Hermione Granger came dashing down the stairs to greet him. Excitement filled the cramped kitchen and once everyone had said their hello's, the Weasleys, Harry, Hermione and Kiba sat around the table eating breakfast and engaging in happy conversation. "Kiba, are you alright?" Asked George (who was sat to her left) quietly, "You looked a bit, um, weird before..." He trailed off looking awkwardly at Fred (who was sat to her right), who looked equally as uncomfortable. Kiba smiled weakly and laughed half-hearted, "Yea, i'm fine guys, just tired that's all." They looked unconvinced, but nodded in acknowledgment non the less.
After breakfast, the twins and Kiba went back upstairs to finish tidying up the jelly beans. Kiba was just picking one out of Fred's cauldron when she felt eyes watching her. She turned around to see the twins looking at her in dismay. She sighed irritably and said coldly, "Guys, if your honestly that bothered by it, i was just thinking about my parents before, no big deal! Ok?" A look of realisation suddenly swept across the twins frowning faces and they laughed embarrassed. "Sorry Kiba, we thought it was something to do with Sirius, we know this all must be pretty hard on you..." George trailed off and looked at Fred who nodded in agreement. Kiba laughed, trying hard not to show any signs that the twins had it right the first time. "Guys, chill out would you? I'm fine!" Soon they had collected all the jelly beans and decided to go and play Quidditch in the orchard. Kiba had always been a fair good flier, ever since she was a little girl, she flew like a Phoenix through the trees: majestically and smoothly. She was on the Griffindor Quidditch Team at school; playing chaser after Alicia Spinnet had dropped out, and she was pretty good at her job. They played for a few hours then went down to the river to relax. They sat bathing in the smouldering sun, occasionally drenching each other with large water balls. Their practicing soon turned to a water fight and by the time dusk had come, they were all shivering with cold. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George and Kiba trailed back to The Burrow where they dried off and put on clean clothes. Soon Kiba was back in Fred and George's room where they had a game of 'Exploding Snap' before going to bed. Kiba was in the top most room within the Weasley's house, basically, it was the attic. But she didn't mind, she preferred it up there, it was better for sending owls off. She pulled out a parchment and quill and began writing to Sirius. She wrote:
Sirius,
I hope your ok, i'm sending a bag with some food etc in- you must be sick of rats by now. I'm still safe and doing fine at the Weasley's; were going into town tomorrow to buy school supplies but don't worry, i've still got loads of Dad's money he left me. I'm also sending the permission slip for the Hogsmead visits with the letter- please could you sign it for me? Hopefully we can maybe meet up some time on the Hogsmead visits? Maybe in the mountain the shadows the village? Missing you loads, hope your still ok. Write back as soon as you can.
Kiba.
She smiled contently, strapping the bag full of supplies which had an invisible extension charm on it so that she could fit alot more in and the letter to the leg of her tawny owl Tsuki. She then worked the window open and after a last affectionate peck from Tsuki, sat on the windowsill, watching the owl fly off to the North. She sat there enjoying the night for another hour or two before finally crawling into bed, shutting her eyes, and loosing herself in thoughts of the home she could hopefully have once Sirius was proven innocent.