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Chapter 2

The next morning I woke up at the crack of dawn. For the first time in a while, I actually had a dreamless sleep and woke up happier than I had all summer break - we were leaving the Dursleys for the summer! I couldn't wait for the Weasleys to get there, but I was almost worried about what the Dursleys were going to say to them. They could be really rude…well, they normally were that way.

Right when we jumped out of our beds, we ran around the room and packed all of our stuff into the trunks that we carried to school. It didn't take very long considering the fact that we didn't have all that many possessions at the house. Before long, both Harry and I were sitting in the living room waiting impatiently for the Weasleys to get there. We had to wait a long time because they weren't expected to be there until five o' clock that evening. By the time that hour rolled around, we were all standing or sitting in the living room waiting for them to arrive.

"They're late," Uncle Vernon complained as he looked out the window for the millionth time. "I should have expected this from your kind."

"It's a good thing that we don't take that to offense…" I muttered.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR SMART MOUTHING GIRL!" Uncle Vernon yelled, his face going purple. "ONE MORE WORD AND I'LL-"

He didn't get to finish his threat though, he had been cut off when a loud, banging sound erupted from the fireplace. This particular fireplace had been boarded up a long time ago when they had an electric one placed in front of it.

"OW!" a voice yelled from the other side of the boards with a loud, thumping noise.

"Daddy - WHAT IS IT?" Dudley yelled as he hid behind his terrified mother.

The Dursleys all ran to the opposite end of the room as both Harry and I walked towards the fireplace to see what was going on. I had the faintest idea that the Weasleys had attempted to get here via Floo Powder. I didn't know that the Muggle's fireplaces were connected too…

"OUCH!" another familiar voice came from the fireplace. "George, you stepped on my foot!"

"Well maybe if you would move - OW!" George's voice yelled. "You elbowed me in the rib!"

"There isn't enough room in here," Fred said. "What is going on?"

I stepped closer towards the fireplace and knocked on it as if it was a door of its own. I wasn't really sure what possessed me to do that, but I did anyway.

"Fred? George?" I asked as everyone went silent.

"Is that Emily?" Fred asked.

"Emily!" George called. "What is going on?"

There was another few bang noises and more voices filled up the area behind the fireplace. I had no doubt in my mind that most of the Weasley family had attempted to get through and now they were all stuck. From where I was standing, I could tell that Ron, Mr. Weasley, Fred, and George had all gotten through. Hopefully no one else would be coming to visit.

"What is going on?" Uncle Vernon demanded.

Harry and I ignored him as we tried to talk to the Weasleys and explain what was going on.

"Mr. Weasley?" Harry called. "The fireplace has been boarded up; you're not going to be able to make it through there!"

"Damn…" Mr. Weasley said. "I think that I can get us all through - would you all mind backing up?"

Harry and I didn't hesitate to back as far as we could away from the fireplace. The Dursleys looked like they were about to say something, but they didn't get a chance to when there was a large explosion that came from the fireplace. Once all of the dust settled, four of the Weasleys stepped out from the fireplace and looked around the living room - the Dursleys looked horrified.

"Sorry about that," Mr. Weasley said. "So - Harry, Emily - where are your trunks? Are you both packed?"

"Yeah, we packed earlier - they're in our room," I said.

"We'll get them," Fred said while nudging his twin brother in the side.

Once they had run up the steps towards our room, Mr. Weasley tried to start a conversation by talking about some of the common things that Muggles use like batteries and plugs. It was rather funny to see the look on my aunt and uncle's faces when Mr. Weasley started talking about how fascinating he found people like them. It took a lot to keep myself from laughing.

"So…" Mr. Weasley said looking at the Dursleys again. "I don't believe that I know your names."

This still didn't tempt them to speak to him though, they just stood there staring at him as though he was mad or something. I suppose that he was a little mad though.

"This is Uncle Vernon," I said pointing to him. "That's our Aunt Petunia and that is our cousin Dudley…"

"Nice to meet you all," Mr. Weasley smiled.

Beside his father, Ron looked as though he wanted to burst out laughing himself. I couldn't half blame him if he did. It was ridiculous how terrified they were of what they considered "our kind." I would never forget this moment.

Finally after a few more moments of that awkward silence, Fred and George came running down the steps with both of our trunks in hand. When they got into the room, they set the trunks next to themselves and looked around for a moment. When they spotted Dudley, the walked casually over to me. Everyone else was getting ready to go through the Floo Network to the Burrow.

"Is that your cousin?" Fred asked quietly.

"Yes it is," I smiled up to him.

The twins looked at each other with a familiar, mischievous grin and then they looked back to me. I knew that look - they were going to do something. Fred pulled something out of his pocket that looked like an average piece of candy, but being good friends with them taught me something - never trust anything that they give to you. George had told me about one of the treats in particular and I knew that it would work with Dudley.

"Use the Ton-Tongue Toffee…" I whispered as I walked passed them.

"Excellent," George whispered behind me.

Ron had already gone through towards his house and Harry stepped up next. Just before he threw the powder into the fireplace, Mr. Weasley stopped him. I looked back at him and noticed Fred drop a piece of candy onto the floor. Dudley was eyeing it carefully.

"Aren't you going to say good-bye to your niece and nephew?" Mr. Weasley asked. "You're not going to see them until next summer."

"It really doesn't matter," I said shrugging off their silence and grabbing some Floo Powder and throwing it into the fireplace.

"The Burrow!" I shouted and jumped into the fireplace.

I guess that it was rather rude of me to do, but I honestly had no interest in saying anything to the Dursleys. They did house me for most of my life, but that's all they've done for Harry and me. They never have really cared about us and I was perfectly okay with that. It had always been like that and it always would be. Suddenly, I spun around for the final time before I landed flat on my face in what I knew to be the Weasley's home.

"Hey, I thought Harry was after me," Ron said as he ran over to help me up.

"He was, but your father insisted that we give the Dursleys a proper goodbye," I said wiping of some dust from my jeans. "So I jumped in front of him and left."

"Nice," Ron laughed. "You know he's going to mad at you though."

"I wouldn't doubt it," I said. "But I don't have anything to say to them."

Suddenly another person came through the fireplace and it wasn't Harry and it was actually Fred. He stepped through the fireplace with a look of triumph.

"It worked, didn't it?" I asked with a smile.

"Of course it did," he smiled back at me. "I don't think that your cousin is going to think about cheating on his diet for a good while after that one."

Soon enough everyone had gotten through to the Burrow. Once Mr. Weasley had made it back, he went into full lecture mode on Fred and George about what he had done to Dudley. We insisted that our cousin definitely deserved it, but he was still just as angry.

"You two just wait until I tell your mother about this-" he started.

"Tell me what?" Mrs. Weasley came over towards us.

"Um - well, you see - the thing is…" Mr. Weasley started nervously.

"Is this about Weasley Wizard Wheezes again?" she asked angrily.

Then I caught the eyes of two other people that were coming out of another room. It was Hermione and Ginny who just walked into the room awkwardly looking at Mrs. Weasley who was glaring at her twin sons.

"Oh, hey," Hermione smiled. "I didn't hear the two of you come in. Ron - maybe we should show them where they are going to be sleeping."

Catching onto the hint quickly, we all started to exit the room.

"I think I'll go join them-" George started, but was yanked back by his angry mother.

It wasn't long before we were in Ron's room where Harry was going to be staying. As I expected, I was to share a room with Hermione and Ginny for my stay here.

"What is Weasley Wizard Wheezes?" Harry asked.

Ginny looked at him and then over to me with a raised eyebrow.

"I would have thought you would know about it considering Emily played a pretty big part in it," Ginny said to Harry.

Harry looked over at me curiously. I guess that I never really mentioned that I had been helping Fred and George come up with all kinds of different pranks over the summer. I just didn't really think that it was that big of a deal that I had helped them - I didn't really do that much.

"They did most of it," I said. "They just asked for my help with a couple of things - that's all."

"That's not what George told me," Ginny accused. "He said that you helped them create just about every one of the products."

"Well, that's George," I said. "He's just saying that because…I don't know - it's not true. I hardly did anything."

Ginny explained everything that had been going on with Fred and George and their pranks that they had come up with while I went to go put my stuff into Ginny's room for my stay here. When I got down into the living room I noticed that Mrs. Weasley was yelling at both Fred and George for being immature.

"This has to stop NOW!" she yelled. "It has gone on long enough - what those poor Muggles must have thought!"

When she noticed me walk into the room, she only paused for a moment and continued to yell at her sons. I could tell by the looks on their faces that they really weren't listening to anything that she was saying and there was no way that this was going to stop them.

I grabbed a hold of my trunk and started to walk out of the room when I noticed that George had been staring at me. I smiled at him and he gave me a quick wink before turning back to his mother and her yelling. I walked up into Ginny's room, unpacking everything, and my mind was fully on George. What did he think our relationship was? Were we actually in a relationship or not?

Suddenly I heard a noise coming from the outside window that distracted me from my thoughts. Flying outside of the window was Hoot with a letter hanging from his feet. I walked over and let him inside of the room where I gave him a treat from my bag and took the letter. On the outside it read Emily Potter in very neat handwriting. I quickly tore it open and read.

Dear Emily,

Having dreams about the Dark Lord could never really be a pleasant thing, especially for someone like you. I am not exactly a person that can read dreams very easily, but if both you and Harry are having the same dream on countless occasions then there is no way that this could be a good sign. I have informed Dumbledore of this and I would strongly advise you or Harry to send a letter to either one of us if these dreams continue. Don't let this sort of thing bother you though Emily, it could just be that you are both having a lot on your mind about the Dark Lord that could have lead to these dreams, so don't let it bother you and try your best to enjoy the rest of your holiday.

I was also informed that you are not at your usual residence with your aunt and uncle. Dumbledore informed me that Arthur Weasley bought tickets for you and your brother so that you two may attend the Quidditch World Cup this year. I hope that you enjoy your time there, but please don't get yourselves into any kind of trouble - I know how the two of you always end up in some kind of predicament and I don't want to have to come looking for you. So keep safe and enjoy yourselves.

Hope your holidays are going well,

Love,

Severus

P.S. Don't feel that you are "bothering" me by writing me letters.

P.P.S. When did you start calling me by my first name?

I laughed at the last part of the letter because I didn't really realize that I had started doing that, but now that I thought about it I had done this several times before. I pulled a piece of parchment and a quill out of my trunk and began to write a reply.

Dear SEVERUS,

If I keep having these dreams, I will definitely write to you about them - don't worry. I haven't been having them every night, but we've had them enough that it just got my curiosity up about whether or not they actually meant anything. Don't worry, I'll definitely be enjoying my break now that I'm away from the Dursleys. They were a nightmare this summer.

Yes, Mr. Weasley did get us tickets for the Quidditch World Cup - how did you know about that? We're going to be going before too long and I actually can't wait to see it. I've never actually been to a professional Quidditch team and I think that it will be interesting to see how differently they play in comparison to the games that are held at the school. Have you ever been to one before? (Just wondering!)

Seriously, you are like a mother hen - we aren't going to get in any trouble - we're just going to see a Quidditch game! The worst that could happen could be if Fred and George made someone angry with some prank and it'll be them that pay the price. Don't worry though, I'll make sure that we are on our best behavior and we'll "keep safe."

Hope to see you soon,

Love,

Emily

P.S. You call me by my first name, so get over it!

I put the letter inside of an envelope and wrote Severus Snape on the outside of it. Within a second, Hoot was out of the window again and flying towards Snape's house.


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