A/N: Hello. Okay, so I'm really sorry for the über long wait. I felt guilty that I hadn't updated, so I wrote this. I have good reasons: school (ugh!), writer's block and at the moment I feel a bit ill. Excuse any mistakes, because this was written and uploaded on my iPod, and the spell check on here is a pain in the arse. Sorry that's it short, but I think I might have thrown my iPod if I stayed on it anymore.

Disclaimer: Jo owns all this marvellous marvellousm of all that is marvellistic. Call me weird...


Abbey could easily say she never wanted to leave the Burrow. Although it wasn't a palace, it was the cosiest a place could be, and the food was brilliant. Fred and George attempted to reach her to ride a broom (she had failed terribly in her first year - after her first lesson, she refused to turn up again) but, after her first fall, she lost interest and started asking Fred and George more about their family.

"Dad works at the Ministry. Even though he works at Misuse of Muggle Artefacts - if he met himself, he'd probably have to arrest himself," Fred was saying.

"Bit strange, our father - we love him all the same, though," George added.

She sighed. "I wish I had a Wizarding family."

George frowned. "Aren't Muggles as interesting as Dad makes them sound?"

She laughed hollowly. "Maybe if my Mum's sister was the Queen, but unfortunately she's not, so no." She feigned a yawn.

They were disrupted by a loud yell of "dinner!" from the kitchen. They all got up, and walked to the door.

Ron was standing in the doorway, cleaning out the mud out of the soles of his shoes.

"Are you going to move, Ronnie?" Fred said, almost nastily.

"Don't be horrible!" Abbey cried. "You know, he's cute!"

Ron looked at her wide-eyed, before dropping his shoes and running back into the house. Fred and George were gaping at her.

"Oh, not in a oh-I-want-to-date-him way!" she snapped before going, herself, into the house.


Abbey looked around Diagon Alley, in awe. Even though she had been here twice before, the Wizarding world seemed like something out of a dream - somebody else's dream.

Hagrid had owled her the previous day, informing her that he was planning to take Harry. She had agreed to meet them there.

She absentmindedly sipped on her ice-cream. She had been, fully, brought back into the Wizarding world about two years ago, but she still felt different. There was so much she didn't know.

"Abbey!"

She smiled and hugged her brother, and greeted Hagrid. Harry already had bags, meaning he probably had already done his shopping.

They sat down and talked. Harry told her about how the Dursleys had tried to hide Harry, and she laughed. It tugged at her heartstrings to imagine him there, all alone...

When the sky started to darken, Hagrid said it was time for Harry to return home, and Abbey hugged her brother goodbye, at least until September the first, when they would leave for Hogwarts.

She watched the half-giant and the small boy leave the Alley, then made her way to the Leaky Couldron and returned to the Burrow; to the lovely meal that was surely waiting.


A/N: I'll try and update again when I can. The bright screen of my iPod is hurting my eyes, so that shows how much I love you all. Review, or even message me, if you'd like. I don't mind a little conversation now and again. Anyway, bye. :)