Ron and Ginny lead our way into the house and Hermione and I followed them. We climbed up some flight of stairs while the two Weasleys pointed to different doors we passed and said "That's Percy's room" and "This is where the twins sleep. You better stay off their room."
When we reached the third floor Ginny said "Ta-da, that's my room. You two are staying with me while you're here." She opened the door and lead us into her room.
In the corner there stood a bed and on the floor were two air mattresses which almost filled the whole room.
But despite the fact that the room was so crammed, it looked quite cosy. There was a vase with shimmering sunflowers on the window sill. Above Ginny's bed there hang a small golden ball with wings which looked as if it was made out of papier-maché but was flying above the bed without strings or anything of that kind.
While I was still trying to see every little detail of the room, Ron cleared his throat and asked into Hermione's direction: "Would you like to see my room now?"
She nodded enthusiastically and Ginny and I followed them up the next flight of stairs. When we had reached the top-most floor, Ron pushed the door open and showed us into his room. At first sight it looked as if he had an orange wallpaper. But on second sight I realized that it wasn't the wallpaper but quite a few posters of the "Chudley Canons"
"What are the Chudley Canons?" I asked.
"The best Quidditch team in the world!" Ron said wholeheartedly.
"Well, not really" Ginny interrupted, "they are rank 20 in the British Quidditch League and the Harpies are way better than the Canons." And she poked her tongue at Ron.
I was just about to ask more questions about Quidditch, when we heard Mrs Weasley call our names from the kitchen.
When we got there, she told us that Mr Weasley was about to pick up Harry, Hermione's other best friend and asked Ron to go with him.
"You girls better stay here with me and Bill and Charlie in the kitchen. If you don't mind, you could help me prepare dinner." She said with a questioning tone in her voice.
"Certainly!" I was eager to answer. My parents had told me before to be thankful to the Weasleys because it was very nice of them to invite me over, eventhough they didn't even know me and I agreed to it. So I did my best to help.
"Well, let's see...what could you do, that you don't need magic for..." she was thinking aloud. I could feel myself blush. I hadn't expected that it could be any kind of trouble that I couldn't do magic when it came to chore.
"Oh, don't worry, Hermione and I aren't allowed to do magic either," Ginny reminded me smiling, " she always says things like that. But it wasn't meant to sound mean, was it mum?"
"Oh, of course not, my dear. There are plenty of things for you to do. I was just thinking, which ones wouldn't be too impolite to ask you to do. That's all."
In the end, she told us to peel some carrots and potatoes.
We had just sat around the table when suddenly a bedlam broke loose in the room next door. We all jumped up and went into the living room.
Ron, Fred and George were standing their, dying from laughter. Then there was a loud bang. I turned around and saw a dark-haired boy appearing in the fireplace. He stepped off the fire-guard and said grinning: "What was that?"
"Oh, that was only one of our famous Ton Tongue Toffees" said one of the twins grinning.
"WHAT?" screamed Mrs Weasley suddenly.
It was obvious that the twins hadn't realized that she had entered the room as well, as they both jumped into the air when they heard her voice.
"I thought the ones I had destroyed were all of these horrible trick-sweets!"
"Er...well..."
"Well...er..."
"Let's better go into the kitchen" Bill said and we all followed his advise.
"Harry, I think you haven't met my brother Bill and Charlie yet" Ron introduced his two eldest brothers and they shook hands with Harry.
"And this is my sister Katharina." Hermione said and I smiled and took Harry's hand.
"Hi!"
"Hi Katharina! Hermione has already told me so much about you. I wish all muggles could be as supportive as you and your parents."
"Oh, thanks"
I took a closer look at Harry. He was shorter than Ron, almost as short as Hermione. He wore glasses and underneath his fringe I could see the lightning scar my sister had told me about. He was famous for this scar, though I could not really remember why and at the moment I could not imagine why a tiny scar on your forehead could make you famous. The way Hermione had talked about this infamous scar, I had imagined it covering half of his face and not only a small part of his forehead.
"Alright then" Mrs Weasley interrupted my track of thoughts, who had just re-entered the kitchen and still had red marks on her cheeks.
"Bill, Charlie, could you please take out the table so that we can have dinner in the garden?"
Bill and Charlie took out their wands and went outside.
"And you four take the cutlery and the dishes outside, please."
I took a pile of tables and followed Ginny outside.
