I looked around the room I was in. It was the one I was using at the Burrow. I looked in the dim darkness and saw that Charles was sitting is a fluffy chair sleeping. Slowly I got up and walked over to him and placed the blanket that he had back up further on him so he was warm before I headed out to the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom I looked at my face in the mirror in the dark before I turned on the faucet to splash water over my face. I looked back up and brushed my hair back and just stared until I heard a knock at the door and Hermione's voice calling quietly through.
"Morgan? Is that you?"
"Yeah Hermione, it is unlocked."
She opened the door slowly and walked in and sat on the edge of the bath with me.
"Did you just wake up?"
"Yeah, how long was I out?" I asked looking straightforward at the sink.
"Um about 10 hours. At first you weren't even moving but after a few hours you started shaking and then you mumbled something before waking up for about half a minute before falling asleep again. It is around one in the morning now."
"When did Charles get here?"
"An hour after you fainted."
"I didn't faint," I said as I stood and walked back to the sink and summoned a glass for water, Hermione following.
"Then what was it?"
"Coma? Really… I don't know… but I have fainted before, that wasn't fainting. It never is fainting. It is some kind of a comatose state that helps me understand what I felt and know and helps me regain my strength. The strange thing is that last time I saw something that didn't happen, so naturally it was an alternate universe… but I shouldn't have seen it, I should have known… and yesterday, I saw images, still images, and heard screaming… so much screaming. Everyone was so scared, like they were going to die. And the image didn't make sense, red eyes, and a small blue purse. I have no clue as to what it means. And I ruined the lunch thing didn't I? Dang it! It wasn't …"
"Morgan!" Charles voice called out in the hallway before he burst into the open bathroom and tackled me into a hug, as feet stampeded through the hallways in the house and up and down stairs to see what was going on. "Don't do that again! You should have woken me! I was so worried when I didn't see you sleeping in bed when I woke up from the heat."
I looked at him and realized that it is warm here, not like at home, where the temperature drops at night. Crap! "Sorry, but I was just going to the bathroom to splash water on my face and Hermione must have heard me or something and came in and we started talking and Charles I am so so sorry about what happened!"
"Chill Morgan, breathe, breathing is good." He said as he chuckled at my ranting and me. "Everything is fine. I was just worried when I didn't see you…"
"You woke everyone in the house up," I said as I looked behind him and saw red heads everywhere in the doorway. "Sorry you guys, Mrs. And Mr. Weasley, sorry."
"It is okay dear, everyone back to bed, we are going to have a busy day in the morning." Mrs. Weasley ushered everyone back to their respectable door or end of the staircase and I heard her say, "and Harry dear, happy birthday."
"You and I are going back to your room to talk," Charles said as he held his had out for my hand. I took it.
Once in my room I saw that the picture of Bethany and him was lying on the end of my bed.
"I miss her so much Charles. Hermione reminds me of her so much, the way that she was in school, the way that she questions everything and can wait forever for an answer. It could drive me insane if they had ever met and became friends… the worst part is that earlier, on the way down to the lunch party, I thought that I couldn't wait to tell Bethany about Hermione because they could get along so well. It hurts Charles and I wish I could make it stop."
"I don't think that you should go to the school this year. I think you should move into the Orders Headquarters. It will be safe and if you do have an episode, you will be safe and no one will know."
I stood staring at his back not knowing what to say. No school, I was just starting to make friends. I didn't want be stuck in a house all day forever until Voldemort was gone.
"No."
"What?" He said as he turned and stared at me. "You can't go Morgan."
"You can't lock me up, not again. I am going to school; I am going to live a normal LIFE! You told me, you said that I school move on, that I shouldn't let everything over whelm me, to not let in run me down. That is what I am doing. That is what you should want me to do, mom and dad would want that, Bethany wanted that, but you think that you can change your mind because I have an episode in the middle of the day. I have had them before all the time, in the middle of school before and nothing bad happened. I am going and if you think that you are going to try and stop me, guess again… Charles, you know that it is where I belong, not locked up by myself; you wouldn't let me do that after she died! Don't force me too now."
"Morgan you wont be safe, you could fall and get hurt during an episode…"
"I could do that here, I could do that at the Headquarters. Don't you see, that could happen anywhere? Let me go to school, it will be safe, as safe as anywhere else that I could go."
"Morgan, why do you have to be right? Why can't you let me be right once and a while?"
"Cause I am an awesome sister. Now, keep me awake. I don't want to fall asleep again."
I sat on my bed and pulled the blankets up and Charles sat next to me with his blanket. But before I knew it I was falling asleep with my head on his shoulder.
I sat up gasping and saw Charles standing in the door talking to Hermione. I pushed myself into a seated position and glared at Charles.
"Why'd you let me fall asleep?"
"Because I am an awesome brother. What did you dream about?"
"Lollipops and candy canes. Jerk."
"Get up and dressed. Breakfast is almost over and we are going to have a busy day and Hermione is going to be helping for a while so that you have someone at school. Oh and Bitch."
Hermione had a horrified look on her face but it turned into confusion when we both started laughing. Charles just shook his head and walked down stairs and Hermione came over to the bed.
"You laugh when he calls you a bitch?"
"It is just something that we do… we had a fight one day a few years ago and it ended with him calling me a bitch and me calling him a jerk… or the other way around, but it has just sort of turned into our thing and it really isn't that bad. And him calling me a bitch is true, I can be a horrible bitch sometimes."
"You are a strange one."
"Yes I am and I think that I shall keep myself!"
Hermione just shook her head and walked to the door. She turned and stared at me and before smiling and walking out the door and closing it to go downstairs.
I got out of bed and walked to the dresser that I had in the room and looked in the mirror at my reflection. My hair was a mess and it wasn't what fit me anymore so I summoned my wand to my hand and raised it to my head thinking about what I wanted my hair to look like the most. I changed it from long plain reddish brown hair to black with highlights of bright and dark red.
"Nice," I mumbled out loud as I placed down my wand and opened the dresser drawers to get out pants and a shirt to wear.
Once dressed in my jeans and a red shirt on, I walked out the door and downstairs and ran into my brother.
"Again? Morgan, seriously, could you go like a few months without changing the way that your hair looks?"
"Nope," I simply said as I moved around him and sat at the table next to Hermione was looking up at me instead of reading the big book that she had in front of her.
"What you readin'?" I asked as I sat next to her and grabbed a plate of toast.
"Potions Year 7. Your hair?"
"A spell. Bethany and I created it years ago it Transfiguration class and got top makes at the end of the year for it… though we always got in trouble for the strange colors that we gave ourselves. But it is all-good. Can I read too? I don't have my books… When am I going to get them Charles?" I asked leaning over backwards to stare at him upside down.
"I was thinking Saturday I could take you to get your books and if you, Hermione, wanted to come that would be fine too. And Harry and Ron, though I think that you all have your books?"
"No, this is one of Ron's older brothers books, Fred is just letting me read it until we go get ours. I would be fine going with. Will it work Mrs. Weasley? I think Ron and Harry would enjoy the day out too, and Ginny."
"I don't see why not, now why don't you run along and tell them what is going on while I clean up and get everything ready for the party to night. You can bring your food with you Morgan, and don't let Ron eat any of it."
I grabbed a plate of toast and grapes and followed Hermione past my brother, who kissed the top of my head, outside to the picnic table that the two boys were sitting at to tell them the news about Saturday.
"Hello boys," I said sitting down opposite of Harry, keeping my food away from him.
"What did you do to your hair Morgan?" Asked Harry as he stared at me along with Ron.
"Don't you like it?" I asked twisting some with my finger. "I do. It is a spell that Bethany and I created a few years ago.
"Yeah its nice… oww," Ron said snagging a few grapes from my plate and reacting from Hermione kicking him, "What?"
"Don't take people's food," Hermione said as she went back to reading her book.
"It is okay, I don't mind much, and I don't eat much anyway. Hey, on Saturday Charles is taking Hermione and I to get schoolbooks, and Charles has said that you two and Ginny can come with too. What do you say?"
"Sure," both boys said together before turning to each other and continuing their conversation about the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.
"Oh Harry, I heard Mrs. Weasley wish you a happy birthday. So, Happy Birthday."
"Thanks," Harry said.
"Do you do anything for your birthday here. You know party or cake or do you not."
"Mrs. Weasley is probably going to make a cake and a big dinner. Probably going to eat out here."
"Okay, so," I started, "what is up with all the chairs?" I asked pointing to the hundreds of chairs and the dozen pop-up tents by the shed.
