Hinata sighed, she really didn't want to be here today. She didn't really didn't want to be placed with a family, and there was no escape. She was already in the court room inside the ministry, and in the words of Shikamaru Nara, it'd be too damn troublesome to try to navigate out of the ministry. She halfheartedly wondered if this place had been designed by the same people who had designed the Konoha Underground Chambers.

"Will the person in question please come forward?" the speaker said. She obliged and moved forward. How troublesome...

"Please state your full name and age." The speaker said.

"Hinata Hyuga. A-age 16." she stuttered. It was a bad habit, she was feeling a little nervous; it felt too much like a trial where she stood guilty, in her opinion.

"We are here today to place Ms. Hyuga under the jurisdiction of a pure-blooded wizarding family under the clause 189 section 5.21.0. It states that no-" Hinata tuned out a little. Which should, by all means as a ninja, be considered a stupid move.

"Our Candidates have been lowered down to Mr. Lucius Malfoy and Mr Arthur Weasley. The Panel of Judges will decide on the final outcome through several factors, such as past aah, facts of the Malfoy and Weasley families, and what we know of Miss Hinata Hyuuga. Does the person in question have any particular preferences"?

"Mr. Weasley, sir." Hinata said, she'd been staring at a piece of furniture so hard the whole court session. By now it was either paranoid, or would burst into flames very soon.

"We will have both of the candidates speak to the panel about why you shall take Ms Hyuga with you. Mr Lucius Malfoy shall go first."

"Of Course."Lucius said, in a suave voice. "It'd be no hassle what so ever to take her in. There is plenty of space, and not to mention Narcissa and I only have Draco, so she wouldn't get, ah, lost."

Arthur could have sworn he had seen Lucius flash a smirk at him. Could you say GIT, or what? Never mind the panel, no, those were attacks at him! Yes, the Burrow was no Malfoy Mansion, but it was cozy and warm, a place people actually inhabited. And no, Arthur had never once lost a child. The children who'd already grown were rather successful, as if he'd needed to mention.

"Now we will have Mr Arthur Weasley speak to the panel. If you please."

"Yes, thank you. Hinata will have a place to stay. There is plenty of space, there are people to talk to, and it's a warm environment. Molly and I have talked it over and yes, we can take her in. I'm sure the kids won't mind." Arthur said.

"It is now time for the Panel to make their decision." You could hear various voices start to animate in the stands high above. Hinata finally broke her gaze from the now self-conscience chair to see those that her fate rested on. There were some really weird looking people in her opinion. There was a really pink lady, well not that she was pink per say, just that she was wearing more than enough pink for the whole human population. Elsewhere in the stands was the old man who she met soon after arrival. Danbudoru or something similar the minister had called him. He told her, she could attend Hogwarts when it started in September.

Hinata woke up in a hospital room. She didn't remember sleeping, or coming anywhere near a hospital. Not to mention, this resembled no other hospital she'd been in. It must have belonged to the people of the group of people that had been chasing her. They had been no ninja, but they were good. She'd first lost them in the forest, she was a leaf ninja, was she not? Of course there was a second wave, she was a lone intruder.

However, after having been going strong that day had left her tired. The last things she remembered were hearing a "Fwish" sound, a bright light, then nothing.

Hinata spaced in long enough to hear :

"...then its been decided, Miss Hinata Hyuga will go with-"

The twins were bored. When the twins were bored, things tended to explode, change color, or randomly start singing in off-pitch voices. But this wasn't the regular boredom, no, this is this was anticipation boredom. One of the worst kinds of course.

"Oh Dearest Gred! Tis' been quite the amount of time since we've seen father dear. What D'you think the news'll be?"

"Dearest Forge! I wish I knew, but alas I do not! You are correct, it's been dreadfully long"

"I want to mess with ickle Ronnikins... He's been ahhh, safe, for quite a while now... What do you say, Greddikins?" Forge said. He moved from his position resting on the wall and plopped down onto his bed.

"Heh, D'you think he'll like bright blue hair? Personally Green would've brought his eyes out better, but..."Gred trailed off

"Green, like what? Troll Bogies, Slytherins, that manky green color you get when you mess up a sleeping potion...?" Forge inquired.

"Sorry, What about green?" Gred said, batting his eyelashes. Forge promptly smacked him with a pillow. Gred, followed by Forge, burst out laughing. Only to be interrupted by the noise of an owl having a spazz attack downstairs, and then their mother calling everyone down. To which two glanced at each other and calmly sprinted down to where they were called to.

By the time they made it there, the Weasleys that actually still lived in the Burrow (excluding Arthur) were already there, including a certain Potter and Granger.

"You know, you two were rushing like your precious dungbombs were on the line." Ginny said. The left and right arm of Fred and George respectively found themselves wrapped around Ginny's shoulders, while their other arms had moved to either poke or pinch her cheeks.

"Dearest little sister" George started.

"We know" Fred continued.

"And if it had anything to do with dungbombs..." the tirade officially began.

"You..."Fred said

"Wouldn't" George said,

"See..." Fred again,

"It coming," they finished together.

"Ahem..." Their attention shifted to their annoyed looking mother. They smiled innocently as possible. Well, as innocently possible for the pair of pranksters...

"Well, before I'm interrupted... It seems we will be having a new house guest." Molly said. Two seconds later everyone burst into animated chatter about their house guest, wondering about all the basic details.

"IF you'd allow me to continue, SOME of your questions may be answered." Molly said "The letter from the ministry did include some information on the girl. Her name is Hinata, She's a Japanese wizard from Konoha. It mentions that she is a squib, and I think that's all the paper says."

"So, all in all, we know next to nothing about this girl, great way for an awkward start..." Ron muttered.

"No really Ron?" Hermione said, "Captain Obvious Much?"

"Yeah well, thought I'd bloody relieve you from your captain's duties for once." Ron shot back.

"Children, separate." Molly commanded, and the two followed suit. An irate Molly Weasley was a scary Molly Weasley.

Hinata Hyuga was freaking out. This was this the first time she been in a car, let alone one that flew. Most ninja had never even heard of one.

"Don't worry, we're almost there." Arthur said, looked into the rear-view mirror. "In fact, the duration of the trip should last less than, eh four or so minutes."

Hinata sighed in relief. Just four minutes. She could handle that, no?

Again, I decided to merely edit this chapter instead of completely rewriting it. I changed the ice-cream bit to dungbombs, as I feel that makes them more in character and it will make the Florean Fortesque scene in the next(?) chapter a little less bad for me.

Oh god, the amount of mistakes I had to correct, and I'm sure there is more that I missed. I shake my head. These chapters are short.

I've been so excited to do this. I just regret waiting so long.