"That was amazing!" Melissa screamed, as she and Fred flew through the air around Hogwarts. Fred and George laughed at her reaction and she smiled, happy that she had them, happy that she had Fred. With that thought in mind, she hugged him tighter. Noticing the sudden squeeze around his abdomen, Fred flushed and squirmed, not sure how to react. "Where do we go now?" she asked, thinking about all of the belongings she had left behind.

"Don't worry about you're things," Fred replied, reading her mind, "We're headed to the Burrow. George and I grew up there. Mum's not going to be happy that we're back so soon." He muttered the last sentence and Melissa laughed, imagining the looks on her own parent's faces when they received the news. They knew of her illegal work but what they didn't know was how often she had used it. They definitely would not be pleased. It was a long half hour of flying. Seeing as George was too far for any decent conversation, Fred and Melissa chatted idly by about not particular topic. She had forgotten about their little trade off with the Skiving Snack Boxes. She would rather have her focus on her happiness then. She had Fred to herself for that half hour. He was wrapped in her arms, though she would have thought that the situation would be flipped. Nothing ordinary ever happened when she was with him so she wasn't entirely baffled. When they had finally reached the Burrow, Melissa admired it's quite glory. The home was tall. It stood almost as a free standing tower with five levels. The land they owned was vast but the space they used for their home was narrow. There was a garden right in front and a small one out back as well. The home was made of a light colored wood and red slate roofing. The creaky wooden stairs that lead to the front door gave off a very antique aura. Melissa could tell that the home had a history.

"It's beautiful," she whispered. She wasn't aware she had even spoken aloud until Fred responded to her.

"Thanks. It's not much, but its home."

We landed in front of the crooked house and Melissa noticed the barren ground, stripped of any grass or plant life form. There was a small pond directly behind them and a fence that rounded the entire house. Melissa fidgeted with her fingers, only just realizing the upcoming situation. She would be meeting with Fred's parents. Well, it was actually her mother that she was more concerned with. The only information she had ever received with regards to their mother had been through a howler that was sent to the twin's youngest brother, Ron, during her fifth year. As motherly as her reaction had been, specifically her random excerpt of kindness towards her daughter's house placement, her anger was something to behold. If Mrs. Weasley was anything like her own mother (and so far, their actions had been fairly similar), than Melissa feared greatly of their mother's reaction to the fact that they had just left and destroyed Hogwarts. She could tell by the looks on the twin's faces that they weren't looking too forward to the confrontation either. Maybe their mother really was a person to fear. Melissa hid instinctively behind Fred as he pushed her behind him further in an attempt to protect her from the impending wrath of his own mother. They had barely made it to the front door when it slammed open, revealing a small plump women with orange hair not unlike the boys'. Her blue eyes were fierce and had more fire than her hair could ever express.

"WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING BACK HOME?" The three of them flinched and Melissa hid further behind Fred. "I HAD JUST RECEIVED A LETTER FROM HOGWARTS THAT YOU WERE EXPELLED! NO WORD FROM YOU! I HAD ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHERE YOU WERE! YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Fred opened his mouth to explain but was interrupted immediately.

"It wasn't their fault Mrs. Weasley," Melissa whispered, shocked at her forward notion. "It was my fault."

"Mel, what are you doing?" Fred muttered, restricting movement from his lips as to not been seen by his mother. Melissa ignored his weary question and stepped out from behind him, continuing her story.

"I had gotten myself in trouble for… well, for something silly really. Headmistress Umbridge threw me in the dungeon and the twins felt obligated to save me. I suppose they took it a little too far but seeing as they had saved me, we really couldn't stay. We quite rushed actually. Didn't want to be caught again." The fire had not left Mrs. Weasley's eyes and Melissa made the effort to hold her ground and continue to look her without letting her attention sway. She needed Mrs. Weasley to be aware of how serious she had been. Getting the twin's out of this situation was the least she could do for them after they had freed her. Eventually, her expression began to soften and relax. Sighing, she hesitated before responding.

"And who are you my dear?"

"My name is Melissa Notte. I'm a friend of Fred and George's," she said nervously. She wondered why she had even said she was friends with the twins as the statement was so obvious.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. I don't blame you deary." She approached Melissa welcomingly and embraced her as if she were her own child. "However," her tone took a sudden turn and her eyes had returned to look at her two sons trying to sneak into the house. "You two. How dare you destroy Hogwarts and simply leave?"

"Oh come on Mum! Umbridge was just awful!" George whined.

"Yea Mum! She had it coming! And no one was hurt. Everyone was pretty happy actually." Fred continued.

"It was like our late Christmas gift to our fellow students." This clearly did not fly over well with Mrs. Weasley.

"We will have a talk about this. Melissa dear, why don't I show you up to the room you'll be staying in? You must be hungry." Melissa was slightly overwhelmed by the sudden kindness from Mrs. Weasley, as if she were her daughter.

"Mum," George whined as Melissa was ushered into the house.

"We won't be staying long Mum," Fred interjected, rephrasing his brother's complaint.

"Yea, we need to go out to the shop. We just -"

"Got the permit for the building you see."

"And we really want to make sure everything is alright."

"Are you two still going on about that joke shop of yours? How many times do I have to tell you? A joke shop is not the way to go about the rest of your lives. Why can't you be more like your brothers-?"

"I think it's a wonderful idea Mrs. Weasley," Melissa offered. The entire room had gone silent and the three Weasley's stared at her in disbelief. She attempted to mend the situation quickly. "I mean, their products really do work. And there would be a great deal of students who would want them. You really should see your sons work Mrs. Weasley. Where they lack in school studies, they make up for through the effort they've been placing on their futures." There was still silence and Melissa continued. "I understand where your worry roots, but maybe allowing them to give it a shot… well, it wouldn't hurt, would it?" Melissa had no more to say but she was tempted to fill the void that still occupied the space. Mrs. Weasley sighed.

"Very well, but we still need to talk boys. You two are you going to have a lot of explaining to do to me." The twins gulped and Melissa smiled, glad that she had been able to help them slip from at least one of their problems. "I'll bring you up to your room and you can rest there."

"Thank you so much Mrs. Weasley."

"Boys! Grab her things and drop them off in Ginny's room." Fred and George scurried over to Melissa's trunks and carried them off and up the stairs, each giving dramatic bows. She could have sworn that Fred had even dared to wink at her. She could hear Mrs. Weasley laugh slightly, quiet enough so the boys couldn't hear her amusement.

"I do believe he has taken some interest in you Melissa dear," she whispered into the younger girl's ear. Melissa could feel the sudden rush of blood flow through her cheeks. Without responding, she ran up after the twins. Mrs. Weasley was much more observant than she was comfortable with.

Author's Note: Hello readers! Thanks so much for reading the chapter. I apologize for the long wait and the uneventful bit of writing. I'm actually debating on whether or not the story should end soon. We'll see. Special thanks to:
skidney
drakekurtzlover101

Katniss
for reviewing the last chapter. I'm working hard to continue to keep you all updated. I would really appreciate it if you told people about my stories. It would give me a huge incentive to write more frequently. Check out my profile for more information. Thanks again to all of you and see you next chapter!

-Sydney