(BOC) The Buzzing Burrow

"Mum? Dad? We're home!" Charlie ushered Anna into the Weasley house as he shrugged off his cloak and hung it in a nearby closet. Unnatural silence hugged the walls and Charlie darted his eyes around. After a moment's time, Charlie sighed, "Come on then, into the kitchen with these bags." He bent down and swept up all three sacks sitting down by Anna's feet leaving her with only duffel bag to carry. She repositioned it on her shoulder and followed after Charlie.

"Is it always this quiet?" Anna asked in a hopeful tone. She could stand for a few weeks of peace compared to the constant chatter and ruckus the mansion seemed to have at every hour of the day.

Charlie however shook his head as he eased open the swinging door to the kitchen with his foot, "I've never known it to be this quiet since the twins were born."

Immediately blurs of red leapt in front of Anna's vision and she yelped in surprise. Charlie seemed to be unfazed by this as he pushed the bags into the empty arms of a set of twins in front of him.

"Talking about us again, Charlie?" The twin on the left said, his eyes sparkling mischievously. The other spoke up as well, "two hot wizards like us? Of course it's ushe's talking about."

Charlie rolled his eyes and led Anna through the barricade the twins had formed

"Fred, George, give our guest some room to breathe," a stern motherly voice reached Anna's ears and she turned her head to find its source. Ah, Molly Weasley, we meet at last.

"Come in dear, come in," Molly gently pulled Anna away from Charlie and sat her down on a table bench, where the twins watched her excitedly.

"Charlie thanks again for picking her up. Your father didn't have a chance to because of you-know-who's been tailing him lately, trying to get him in trouble with the Ministry. Here have a seat dear." Anna felt a heavy weight near her and immediately she found Charlie sitting next to her on the bench giving her a weak smile, which she returned.

The swinging door burst open and Anna swung her head around to see Arthur Weasley enter.

"Have they arrived yet?" Arthur asked excitedly, and Molly moved to show Anna sitting behind her. "Excellent. How do you do? You must be Anna, I'm Arthur and that's my lovely wife Molly." Arthur reached out and shook Anna's hand furiously then waved the twins over. "This is Fred and George." Each boy nodded at his name and Anna fought to remember which was which. "You know of course, Charlie. Across from you is our youngest, Ginny," Arthur motioned to the young girl Anna hadn't noticed. Ginny smiled, and Anna thought she looked like a cherub. "Molly where is Ron and Harry? I'm sure they want to meet our visitor."

Molly looked at the two wall clocks hanging next to each other and Anna had to do a double take when she saw it. They were made of spoons, each spoon with a name on it. The clock on the left instead of numbers listed various locations and Anna noticed there was a spoon with her name on it indicating she was in the kitchen. The other clock indicated the condition of the person. She had one on this one too, deeming her nervous, at which she couldn't resist rolling her eyes at.

"They're flying around the house, at the moment Arthur. Charlie, be a dear and retrieve them please." Charlie reluctantly rose from the table and stepped out the back door, a broomstick in hand Anna noticed.

"So Anna, what year are you?" Anna found Charlie's presence replaced by one of the twins, with the other on her other side.

"Junior," she answered automatically. The twins raised an eyebrow simultaneously and Anna felt a bit uneasy. But Molly quickly came to the rescue.

"She's a sixth year Fred, like Ron and Harry," Molly stated as she rummaged through the bags Charlie had brought in just moments ago, before deciding to put all three bags into the pantry.

"Right o, so you'll have class with Ronniekins and Harrypoo then?" The other twin asked, George, Anna assumed.

"I'm sorry?" Anna's ears perked up. What makes these guys think I'll be here long enough to sign up for a class? I'm just here for winter break, and then it's back to Bayville with my mutant ass.

Before she could be answered, the back door flew open and three bodies rushed in, tossing their broomsticks into the closet before grabbing a seat at the table.

"So nice of you boys to join us," Arthur said dryly. "I'd like you two to meet Anna. Anna that's Ron and Harry." Ron reached across the table to shake her hand, which she shook firmly, surprising him a bit by her strength no doubt.

"Nice to meet you," Anna said as she felt eyes on her, and a brief glance towards the other boy confirmed it. He was indeed looking her over, almost to the distinct level of checking her out and she fought the urge to knock the slight smirk off his face. So instead she turned back to Charlie, "so what should I do with my bag?"

"George, Fred, why don't you two show Anna where her room is and help her settle in. By then lunch should be ready," Molly said as she rose suddenly and began shooing Anna and the twins out the kitchen door, with Harry and Ron on their way back outside with Ginny on their tails.

After the door shut behind Anna, the twins exchanged a look before glancing at her and motioning her to follow them. She did so rather reluctantly, recalling that same look on Bobby's and John's faces numerous times when they were planning something.

What have I got myself into?