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There once was a family. A huge one.

"James! What are you doing! TELL ME RIGHT NOW! I will not be pulled around like a potato sack! Let go-"

"Shut up will you. Merlin. I'm trying to show you what quidditch is."

"Umm. Okay but you just have to tell me what's happening I don't like to be pulled around like a child. Just tell me next time. Kay?"

By now we have hopped over their fence (the gate doesn't open something about pranks and Fred Weasley) and reached a shed.

"Here hop on." What the hell! He's on a broom. What?

"Uh. Is this a joke?"

"Do you ever shut up? And perhaps...go with the flow, like you Americans would say?"

'Yeah, of course. Uh all the time." Lie. I really need to stop this. Im terrible at this... RUBISH! (Haha brithish word), "I'm just not conf-"

"Prove it."

Really he had to say those words. I'm stubborn and I hate when people belittle me. HATE.

I climbed on. Right in front of him, straddling the broom as he puts his arms around me and before I can reject him we are in the air. Ahh shit. This was amazing. Absolutely no word to describe it, yet I was still scared.

James must have felt me shaking and put a arm around my middle. Maybe he was just making a move but 40ft in the air... what's a girl gonna do?

I turned around to see him and we locked eyes, they were dreamy make love in the back seat of the car cause I feel like looking into your eyes while banging you senseless. Hazel is my new favorite color everybody!

"Do you like it?" Is he gonna wreck. Wait a minute. Why I am I not afraid anymore. Oh... his hand on my low stomach... pulling me into his... uh his chest. Which was hard. Rock hard.

"Uh uh... yeah I love it but I don't get the whole game thing. Do you just ride around with girls so you can hold them?" Flirt. I'm a slut.

"Only the lucky ones get to be held like you are being right now.", he chuckled, "but Quidditch is simple. Its on brooms, obviously. Here how about I show you, eh?"

"Yeah sure... where thou- Ahhhhh!" He took off in great speed.

That asshole just laughed.

"Where are you taking me?!"

"Over the hill. Don't worry I wont drop you."

"Drop me! I wouldn't even think about it." Her voice dripped in sarcasm.

She clung on to him for dear life as he dropped low to the grow. Once he had come back up again I looked in front of me and saw this strange house. It looked at if it had many different levels like five small house stacked up on top of each other. It was-there were no words. There is no word that could do it justice. Ever. I mean take back manors. You houses with nice views and city houses that cost more that 3 new cars and then some. I loved this house. I want a house just like this.

James looked at me and started laughing...

"Uh-what?"

"You face.. had your jaw dropped and everything!" He exclaimed.

Great. Just great. Like I don't embarrass myself enough.

"Who's house is that? Is that where we are going? How is it standing up like that?"

"Whoa-whoa-whoa. To many questions. 1 its my gram's house. 2 that is where we are going. And 3 magic. Duh! Now hold on."

There was this weird feeling like we went through a wall like a ghost. As we came closer and closer we could hear yelling but not the bad kind but it was so loud there must be at least twenty or thirty people in that house.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU GUYS WON WE DID. YOU GUYS CHEATED."

"SO DID YOU GUYS AND YET YOU STILL LOST"

"BUT YOU-"

"NO YOU GUYS-"

"SHUT UP THE LOT OF YOU NOW!" yelled a women. She must be a mother to end an arguement that big. "Someone has enter the radius. Now it must be James and that girl. So if you wouldn't mind I would like you to be on your best behavior."

Yes nun's and grams and ma'am's where given and we got off our broom.

"Gram we can hear you all the way out here!" James shouted.

"Oh dear, lovely to se you. I hope you had a nice flight Albus and Lily got ob about 3 minutes ago. Must'a been racing, those two. Oh hello dear! Haha you match the family."

What the hell match the family? I look down at my shirt.. uh ACDC. I think not. Then I look around and realize the whole family is red heads save for three boys and Harry James and Albus. Oh add two more but they have white hair so it doesn't really count.

"Ohh. I guess it's like a family reunion." One of the guys with dark hair

"Fred, of course it's a family reunion. Do you know anybody else that's family that's not here?"

"You know what mean we're here every weekend and then some." that boy...uh Fred? said.

"Oh so you don't like it here... oh dear where did my manors go? I'm Molly." She nudge a tall white-head man.

"I'm Arthur, Molly's husband and this is our house."

"Oh so you're James' grandparents, right?"

"Yes we are you can call me grams and him pops. You can thank James for that. It was what he-"

"Grams really. We have a whole fam to introduce."

Oh yes. Of course how silly of me... Well get on with it. Introduce yourselfs."

"Well if no one will go first I will. I'm Fred son of George and Angelina. My sister is Roxanne she's not here on a trip with friends but should be around next month." George: tall, skinny, fading smile, and bright red hair with gray stringed within it. Angelina: dark skin, sprinkled with freckles, and in shape like work out everyday. She wasn't muscular like a man but if I were Fred I'd hang on to her for dear life. Fred: tanned, tall like his father, and seemed to look muscular too.

"Wotcher, I'm Rose. And this is my brother Hugo. And my mum and dad are Hermione and Ron." Rose: red hair (duh), beautiful brown eyes, and she to seemed in shape (I wonder how they keep so in shape) Hugo: honey brown hair, he had this needy but sweet look to him. Ron: red hair again, he seemed to be getting an old man's beer gut but he could still mess you up when need be. Hermione: brown hair, skinny and a mother's stern but loving look.

"Well that's all we have to introduce you to but there will bbe more along next time." Molly said looking proud that her granbabies were behaving themselfs.

"Quidditch time!" Fred yelled. Oh great... that game thingy. I'm gonna die.

-:-:-

And done.

It's six in the morning so I'm gonna get off here.

Buh-Bye,

-Honeycutt