Date: December 10, 2007

Chapter 7: Meet the Family

'But George,' Angelina complained.

'Come on, Ange. Don't you think it's time for them to know?'

Angelina sighed. George had come over every day to try to coax her into coming with him to the next Weasley gathering. He wanted to introduce her to everyone as his girlfriend, something she wasn't too comfortable with. She loved George, but his family scared her a bit. What with a world hero and the renowned caster of the Bat Bogey Hex, George's family was a rather frightening bunch.

'Please?' George added, doing his best to make a puppy-dog face.

'Oh alright then,' Angelina huffed, and George pumped his fist in the air. 'But tell them ahead of time so they don't attempt to murder me, please.' George chuckled and pulled her close.


And that was how, six days later, Angelina found herself on the threshold of the craziest looking house she'd ever seen. 'We call it the Burrow,' George explained, seeing the look on her face. 'It's home to me.' Angelina smiled, threw her hair back, and opened the door to mass chaos.

She counted nine little children running around and screaming. Mrs Weasley struggled to get through to set the table. The soup she was carrying nearly tipped over as a little boy giggling madly shot between her legs.

'George!' she said, spotting her son. 'Thank goodness. Couldn't give me a hand, could you?' George went to help his mother, leaving Angelina standing awkwardly on the doorstep. A beautiful blonde girl, seeming about seven, pulled at her trouser leg.

'Who're you?' she asked, staring suspiciously at Angelina.

'Erm...' Angelina replied, not quite sure what to say. 'I'm a friend of your Uncle George's.' The girl nodded, satisfied, and went off to play with a boy, whose hair turned turquoise at the sight of her. Angelina blinked.

'Angelina!' She turned to see Harry walking toward her, a baby boy in his arms. 'Fancy meeting you here. What's up?'

'Oh, nothing,' Angelina said airily, waving a hand. 'George invited me.'

Harry's eyebrows went up. 'Did he now? Glad to see he's finally found a girlfriend.' Angelina blushed, and before she could say anything, Harry had patted her on the back and left.

Then George reappeared at her elbow. 'Sorry about that,' he said, picking up her hand. 'Ready?' She nodded and they headed to the dining room.

The noise died down some as the inhabitants saw the new arrival. 'Everyone,' George said to the family, 'I'm sure most of you know Angelina.' He paused for a moment, and when she nodded he went on. 'We're dating now.'

Mrs Weasley dissolved into hysterics with George trying to calm her. ('My baby boy is dating again!' 'Mum, I'm nearly thirty!') Some of the women fluttered over to Angelina, asking questions such as 'How on earth did you get him to open up?' Angelina tried to answer truthfully, by saying 'I really don't know. Maybe the person you love can just do that to you.' At which point they started to ooh and ahh. Mr Weasley looked mildly amused at the whole scene.

When everyone had calmed down, they began to eat. Angelina had never tasted such delicious food, not even at Hogwarts. She gorged herself on everything Mrs Weasley put in front of her. When she was done, she could tell she was not the only one who was feeling bloated. Some were actually groaning.

Eventually Harry and Ginny stood up, Harry awkwardly balancing his son and trying to help his pregnant wife up at the same time. 'If you'll excuse us, we've got a Healer's appointment,' Harry said. 'Hope to see you around, Angelina.' She nodded and they left. Everyone else began to trickle out of the house as well.

'That was fun,' Angelina sighed, exhausted.

'Well, that's my family,' George said with a grin. 'Fun.' She chuckled and Apparated back home, feeling nearly ready to pop.

If they kept feeding her like that, she might grow to love George's insane family.