August 30th, 1992

The Burrow

8:30am

Roxana had not forgotten her promise to get the boys in shape. It puzzled her how the twins were incapable of running when they played Quidditch every single damn day.

Technically, they were sitting down, and add that with all the food intake they were getting, of course they were out of shape and unhealthy.

Oliver Wood had wise intentions when he would wake up his team before the break of dawn. Though, she wasn't that evil, she just really wanted to win the Quidditch house cup this year.

That's why, as she entered the twins room at about eight in the morning she didn't shout at them or even hit them to get up. Nope... she had other tactics.

"Laughing in the rain. Our last summer, memories that remain." Roxana sang softly as she opened the curtains in the room. The small dim area was lit up in mere seconds and as the window was opened, birds could be heard chirping.

Roxana held onto the window sill and took a deep breath; she was going to miss this place in two days time. She turned her head back… the boys hadn't moved an inch. Just like expected.

As she continued humming the muggle tune, Roxana leaned down under the single nightstand in front of the window. With a determined hand she felt the floor wincing slightly at the amount of dust. She smirked when her hand grasped the plastic bag. Standing up and wiping her hand on her jeans, Roxana took out two small muffins from the bag.

Two years ago, when the boys and herself started becoming more inventive with their pranks at Hogwarts, they had hit their first road block...tiredness. The twins would've stayed up all night coming up with more pranks and schemes if it weren't for Roxana.

She forced them to sleep since she didn't like the idea of them being dead tired when having to learn. So using her knowledge of potions and cooking, Roxana made blueberry muffins that would overcome sleepiness in the morning after a long night. A pepperup potion, a healing potion and an everlasting potion were among the few in them. Thankfully, the elves at Hogwarts had been gracious enough to bring her all the necessary ingredients.

Holding the first muffin in her hand that had been baked later on in the year, she waved it over George's face.

"Hmm." He grabbed it and took a massive bite. Roxana giggled and went to the other twin.

"Fredy wake up." She said in a sing song voice. Waving it in his face looked to be doing nothing and it wasn't like her boys to refuse food. Frowning she lowered the muffin to his mouth, maybe I can force feed it to him. Suddenly, Fred sunk his teeth in the muffin and his eyes opened, with a look of complete amusement.

"Ah!" Roxana shrieked at the sudden movement and threw the remaining bit of the muffin at the evil one, which the pompous jerk caught, much to her annoyance.

George was chuckling hysterically as Fred gulped down the rest of the delicious breakfast sweet. Caught in the moment, Fred grabbed onto her hand and pulled hard.

"Fredy!" She had no other choice than to fall on top of the red headed git. He smirked and flipped her over easily.

"What are you…" Her eyes searched his with utter confusion. The smirk became bigger and Roxana's eyes widened with understanding.

"No, Fredy, no. I…I forbid you." She pleaded unsteadily.

"You forbid me from tickling you, really?" Fred said in obviously entertained, "Dear brother, I believe I heard her wrong."

"You did Fred. Ana obviously said she wants...no needs us to tickle her. Why… she said she forbids if we didn't." George came closer with a devious glint in his eyes. Roxana tried twisting her arms from Fred's tight grasp but it was no use. She was done for.

Taking in a deep breath she nodded at the twins, "Get it over with then."

George kneeled next to Fred and she closed her eyes as they both smiled evilly. She couldn't breath the second it started and seconds later tears were forming in her eyes from laughter. Not to mention her loud laughter echoed through the small quiet house, whose occupants still hadn't woken up yet.

"STOP! STOP! I… I...CAN'T BREATH!" She screamed, but the twins didn't stop. Not a chance. Tears were falling from her face and she let herself laugh whole heartedly.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" A confused voice cried from the doorway. Mrs Weasley was officially her new favorite person, she'd surely put a stop to this.

"Were tickling Ana, mum. Good morning." Fred said over his shoulder.

"You almost scared me to death." Molly leaned her head against the doorway, yawning.

"Sorry, she can be quite loud." George winked at Fred and in that instant Roxana had had it.

"Please!" She looked both boys in the eye, with a deer in the headlights expression and they instantly stopped.

"Thank you." Roxana said breathlessly. The twins got up and took deep breaths of their own before helping her up. Molly left the scene with a chuckle and the boys hurriedly got dressed.

"Come on now. Let's go jogging." Roxana said pulling both groaning boys down the stairs and out the door.

9:36am

It had been over an hour and they had just only reached the two mile mark. Storm clouds were visible in the horizon, but Roxana wouldn't allow them to give up until they reached three.

"Hurry up, we only have to that house over there and then we just have to go back. I'd like to make it before it starts raining." Roxana shouted back at the Fred and George who were already soaking wet. The rumble of thunder was heard and they all sped up their pace.

"DONE!" George cried falling onto the ground in front of the strange looking house.

"FINALLY! Merlin's balls I'm tired." Fred sat down.

"Language please!" Roxana gasped, afraid that the residence of the house could hear them.

"Prude." George whispered to his brother.

"I am not a prude." Roxana muttered and went to read the sign on the gate.

"Yes, you are." Fred snorted mockingly.

"Have you ever even kissed a guy?" George asked propping his elbow on his knee.

"No, you know I haven't. But that doesn't make me a prude." Roxana stood on her tiptoes and read, The Quibbler. Editor: X. Lovegood. Pick your own mistletoe. Keep off the dirigible plums.

"Roxana, babe. You don't talk about anything of that nature so we're lead to believe that your a… "

"A prude, yes well. I don't talk about anything of that "nature" with you two. Honestly, would you really want me too anyways?" Roxana raised her brow in question and the boys reddened.

"Sorry, we weren't thinking." Fred rubbed at his eyes.

"Of course you don't, Ana. We don't talk about the girls we've snogged either." George mumbled apologetically.

"It's alright. You two haven't had breakfast and you've ran three miles. It's quite understandable." Roxana remarked with a hint of confusion and sadness in her tone before turning her attention onto the house. They hadn't even told her they'd had their first kiss yet and now they were on to snogging.

She didn't know whether to feel grateful or betrayed without the knowledge. Was everyone else doing it? They had just finished their third year, they were just fourteen. She thought it was still too young to get into a relationship. Why… no how didn't she notice her boys were growing up? From the beginning of their friendship it was obvious who was more mature… so much so that Roxana didn't realize when the twins had started to change.

They were taller than the year before, their faces had almost completely lost all their baby fat and those comments. Her eyes widened at the revelation. Thank Morgana she saw them as brothers. If the twins and all the other boys in the school grew up mentally, then and only then, would she have a problem.

"We should head back. It's starting to rain and being sick at the start of term wouldn't be pleasant." Roxana started jogging without turning back, knowing that Fred and George were close by her side.

11:00am

"Mrs Weasley can you please put a drying charm on my hair?" Roxana asked the elderly witch that was reading Lockhart's fifth or sixth book.

The elderly witch looked up, smiled and patted the seat next to her. "I actually wanted to talk to you about something." Roxana sat silent as her hair magically dried and fell into large curls at the ends.

"I've always adored your hair. Very soft and silky." Mrs Weasley said flicking her wand so that her hair braided itself in a complicated twist. She leaned over and plucked a daisy from the flower pot on the window sill and put it behind her ear. Roxana murmured a thank you.

She was certain that this wasn't what wanted to speak to her about, but she still rejoiced in the moment. Her own mother had only braided her hair when she was very young and then took her regularly to the salon to have her hair cut up to her chin. Roxana had always wanted long hair so when Hogwarts came along she grew it out and her grandmother taught her how to braid it herself.

"Now, have any boys caught your eye at school, dearie?" Boy talk, wonderful, Roxana thought sarcastically and restrained herself from rolling her eyes.

"No, ma'am. No offense to any of your boys, but they're not very mature." She shrugged.

Mrs Weasley looked as if she was in deep concentration before she replied, "So you don't like either of the twins?"

Roxana's eyes widened. "No, I don't. I see them as brothers. Actually I see you all as my second family."

Molly smiled knowingly, "I'm glad you're able to say that. We see you in the same way." She gave a small smile, "No matter what man you find to spend the rest of your life with, whether he be a redhead," They both chuckled at that, before continued, "or not, remember we'll always be your family."

"Thanks." She whispered gratefully as the witch gave her a tight hug. When they pulled back both women had tears in their eyes.

"So what are we cooking today?" Roxana asked, with a grin.

"Hmm. How about pork chops, with oven baked potatoes and those delicious Romanian donuts you're so good at making?"

"Perfect."

7:00pm

The rest of the day was spent cooking and and herself couldn't wait for everyone to try the desert.

"Now boys don't finish them all, I want to try and save some for Hermione too." Roxana grinned as she saw the eager faces of the five boys and Mr Weasley. To be honest she was holding two large plates, stacked with powdered donuts in the shape of a pyramid that also smelled divine. The recipe was simple, but knowing the food intake the all the boys were capable of, she had to quadruple the ingredients.

As soon as she set the plates down, about half the treats were already gone.

"Oh...my... Merlin." George's eyes rolled into the back of his head. Roxana grinned knowingly and awaited for more feedback.

"Blessed world, I love you, little powdered donut thingy." Fredy cradled the sweet dessert near his face before eating it in one bite and going back for more. Roxana chuckled at his behavior.

"This is the best thing EVER." Harry said in awe. She blushed and waved his comment, with a whispered thank you. It was really getting to be too much.

Ron had his mouth completely full but he held his hands on top of his heart.

"Very, very good, Roxana. This is "earth shattering," as the muggles like to say." Mr Weasley grinned at her and then kissed his wife on the forehead. Roxana sat down smiling softly and went to grab a donut.

"This is bloody fucking brilliant." Everyone's jaw dropped as Percy grabbed his ninth sweet.

"They even made Perfect Percy curse. That's, THAT'S how good they are." George pointed towards his brother and everyone burst out laughing.

10:00pm

"Can you teach me that recipe?" Ginny asked from her bed. Roxana bite her lip from laughing. Everyone had loved her dessert and the twins went as far as crying when the donuts had been finished. Though, no matter how much Ginny said she loved them, the real reason for her interest in the recipe was secretly because Harry had loved it so much.

"Of course, Ginny."

"A man's heart is through his stomach." She stated, "Why is that so true?" Ginny sighed.
"Shh. Go to bed you lovey dove." Roxana grinned in the darkness.

August 31st, 1992

The Burrow

It was dawn and the sun could barely be seen above the white clouds. The rooster hadn't crowd and the birds were still hidden behind leaves. A layer of fog had settled on top of the hills, but the sun managed to illuminate the damp grass anyways. Such a small thing, a morning. Though when one took time to just sit back and watch, they would see how magical nature truly was.

That was exactly what Roxana was doing on this fine ordinary morning. She had been there when the stars were slowly replaced with the clouds and when the sun took the place of the moon. It was breathtaking, it was peaceful and Roxana couldn't be happier.

3:00pm

"Walking through an empty house, tears in my eyes." Roxana sang as the lyrics floated into the sky. Everyone was outside. The seven teenagers were doing karaoke and the braver ones were even dancing.

Mr Weasley was in his "muggle" shed looking for more music cds and Mrs Weasley was relaxing in the sun.
"Here is where the story ends, this is goodbye." Ginny sang along and held onto her best friend's arm.

"Knowing me," Fred started, pointing to his twin.

"Knowing you." George pointed back.

"Ahha." The girls sang together.

"There is nothing we can do." Harry sang confidently.

"Knowing me, knowing you." Ron added as his turn came.

"We just have to face it." Everyone clapped as Percy joined in.

"This time we're through. Breaking up is never easy I know, but I have to go." Roxana chuckled for well… she didn't know.

"Knowing me," Ginny motioned for Roxana to continue.

"Knowing you."

"It's the best I can do." They sang together in loud voices.

They all burst out laughing when Fred and George tried singing the guitar part.

The next song came on and the twins were practically jumping up and down, Roxana looked towards Ginny… she had no idea what was about to happen.

"You're so hot teasing me. So you're blue, but I can't take a chance with a chick like you. That's something I couldn't do." Harry sang, since it was his turn after all. Ron and Percy had walked away to help their father and Roxana had to bite her cheek to keep from laughing at Ginny's expression.

"There's that look in your eyes." Roxana continued.

"I can read in your face, that your feelings are driving you wild." Fred sang before Ginny even open her mouth.

"Ah, but girl you're only a child." George basically screamed that part and Roxana had the decency to slap him.

"Well I can dance with you honey. If you think it's funny." Harry was beginning to turn red.

"Does your mother know that you're out." Roxana sang, while the boys sang their own version.

"Does mum know that you're out." Ginny pressed skip on the boom box and Roxana almost died of laughter as the boys continued the song.

"And I can chat with you baby." Fred started.

"Flirt a little maybe. Does mum know that you're out."

"Take it easy." Fred pointed at his sister.

"Take it easy." Roxana sang in amusement.

"Better slow down girl." George wiggled his eyebrows.

"That's no way to go." Roxana shoved him.

"Does your mother know!" They sang in unison, before they fell to the ground with laughter.

A few minutes later another song by ABBA came on. It should be commented that it was their cd that was currently in the boom box.

"Fred, George, have you shown Harry your fathers shed? It's really neat." Roxana smiled at the twins and they immediately got her message as her eyes drifted towards their sister.

"Yeah, come on, Harry. It's awesome." Fred helped the black haired boy up.

"Besides we can sing later on when there's no sappy love songs." George winked at her as he left.

"Thanks." Ginny all but mumbled.

"Don't thank me yet." Roxana pressed play and Ginny grinned. "Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?"

"Where's the streetwise Hercules. To fight the rising odds?" Ginny sang happily and stood up. Roxana let her continue. "Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?"

"Late at night I toss and I turn and dream of what I need." Roxana sang blushing ever so slightly.

"I NEED A HERO!" Ginny sang proudly closing her eyes and fist pumping the air.

"I'm holding out for a hero until the end of the night." Roxana danced to the rhythm.

"He's gotta to be strong and he's gotta be fast and he's gotta be fresh from the fight. I need a hero!" Ginny looked towards the shed for a few seconds.

"I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light." Roxana sighed and looked towards the sky.

"He's gotta be sure and it's gotta be soon and he's gotta be larger than life."

Roxana echoed, "Larger than life." The music continued and the friends gave each other saddened expressions. "Somewhere after midnight in my wildest fantasy. Somewhere just beyond my reach, there's someone reaching back for… me."

"Racing on the thunder and rising in the heat. It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my… my feet." Both girls fell to the ground hugging each other, tears falling from their eyes.

Roxana pressed stop to the song that had once made them laugh.

Mrs Weasley peered from the top of her sunglasses with a knowing look towards her girls.

5:00pm

"Ana, did you steal my shirt?!" Fred screamed good heartedly across the house.

"Technically, it's not your shirt, Fredy dear! It's Oliver's!" She screamed back.

"Oh, yeah! Fred, remember that time your shirt got ripped during practice? Wood gave you one of his spare ones!" George shouted at his twin, who was in the same room.

"Exactly! Then that time I fainted, you gave it to me to use as a pillow!" Roxana whispered loudly. Thankfully was outside.

"That makes sense! Ana you give it back to him then!"

"What why!? It's going to make me look like one of his fangirls!" Roxana screeched and threw the Quidditch jersey in front of the twins room.

"Prude!" George screamed while throwing his clothes in his trunk. Loud footsteps could be heard coming towards their room.

"I AM NOT A PRUDE!" Roxana started hitting him with her shoe.

"AH! Women! Calm down! I was only joking!" George laughed nervously, but Roxana wouldn't give up. George yelped, "NOT THERE WOMAN! FRED WILL NEVER BE AN UNCLE NOW!" Her shoe had been a very nice shoe. It was quite regrettable when it flew out the window.

Roxana started laughing, George was holding his 'sensitive area' and Fred was chuckling as he went to fetch the precious item from the yard.

"Please tell me you're going to fold those." Roxana lifted one of George's shirts, with two fingers.

"Well... it doesn't really matter if they're wrinkled. I'll be wearing my robe on top of them anyway." George folded his arms over his head. Roxana sighed, boys will be boys.

She dumped all the contents of his suitcase onto his bed and started folding his clothes herself.

"At least these are all clean." She said as she lifted one up to her nose.

"Hey! Who do you take me for? Ronnikins?!" George pretended to be offended.

"Here's your shoe." Fred threw it on the ground near Roxana and she quickly put it on.

"Don't tell me your out of breath, Fredy. I didn't wake you up today because we're supposed to be packing but mark my words that jogging is going to continue at Hogwarts." Roxana waved a sock at the boy that was now folding his own clothes.

"UGH!" They both groaned and George got up and got out another muffin from the nightstand.

"I'll do this you go help the other two." George nudged her towards the door and she nodded and headed to the last room in the house.

Pounding and yelling could be heard from the other side of the door, she almost didn't want to go in. Groaning she knocked with her all her might, so she'd be heard. The house suddenly got quiet and then a bang was heard.

"What are you two…" She was interrupted when the door swung open.

Roxana stepped in cautiously, as expected the room was an absolute mess. Worse than the twins room; dear Merlin the floor couldn't even be seen.

Much too focused on the state of the room she didn't the notice the two boys that had moved behind her. Ron counted down on his fingers from three. Harry nodded on the count of one and they both yelled boo while touching her shoulders.

There was no doubt that Roxana's animagus was suitable for her personality, however in that moment, when she jumped three feet off the ground it showed just how appropriate it really was.

The scream would probably be heard all the way to the Lovegood's home. Roxana turned around holding her rapidly beating heart that she was sure would beat out of her chest any second. She pulled her legs tightly against her as she sat down and took several deep breaths.

"Are you okay?! I'm so, so sorry." Harry rushed to her side, but he was too afraid to touch her. She let out a loud sob and ran out of the room with her hands over her face.

"We're really sorry, Ana! We didn't think we'd scare you so badly!" Ron looked over the stair banister as she disappeared into Ginny's room. He ran his fingers through his hair and exchanged guilty glances with Harry.

"That was you, wasn't it." Roxana nodded and Ginny pulled her into a hug, "Are you okay?" Ginny asked when she noticed that her friends heart was basically skipping beats.

"I… I don't know. Why do I get scared so easily?" Roxana cried in Ginny's shoulder.

Ginny frowned while looking at her poster of the Chudley Cannons. "Because… because," She sighed, "I'm not sure. Maybe it's because you're stressed out."

"Maybe." Roxana pulled away from her friend and went to wash her face in the bathroom. She wasn't one hundred percent certain that her "condition" was due to stress. She hadn't been stressed when she had walked into the boy's room. It had to be something else.

8:00pm

It was the last dinner the Weasley family, Harry and Roxana were going to have that summer, together, that is. Tomorrow, the matriarch and patriarch of the family, would experience, for the first time in twenty two years, what an empty house without any children felt like.

"The treacle pudding was delicious, Mrs Weasley." Harry said putting the last morsel of the scrumptious dessert in his mouth.

Fred leaned over to Roxana and whispered if there was anymore donuts, at which she went red and told him to eat his treacle pudding faster, so his mother wouldn't be hurt.

Ron looked at her for a second before taking a gulp of pumpkin juice. Roxana still hadn't outright forgiven the two twelve year old boys, but it was implied when she'd helped them find their brooms earlier in the evening.

After the table was cleared, Roxana and Ginny made hot chocolate.

"You should try it with cinnamon. It makes it richer." Roxana suggested Fred and George do, while holding the container of spicy powder. Fred made a face, but George reached over and took a pinch.

When Roxana noticed he wasn't going to stir it in, she made a face and was going to comment when Fred stuck his finger in his twins cup and stirred. Roxana jaw fell open, when Fred put his finger in his mouth and George just started drinking his beverage.

"You two can be really messed up sometimes." She said taking a sip of her own drink.

"We know. You're right though the cinnamon does make it better." Fred added some spice to his own drink.

"So are the fireworks in place?" She asked the twins quietly. George nodded once and held up four fingers, the gesture meaning they would be set off in four minutes. It was tradition and they were excited for their new guest to witness them for the first time.

Ginny, who sat next to Roxana, was sneaking at glances at Harry. Roxana didn't want to spoil her fun, but she was certain that Harry knew Ginny liked him; when the fireworks set off his cheeks became a brilliant red when Ginny gasped at the sudden light. Hopefully, he'd feel the same way in a couple years.


A/N: I grew up listening to all kinds of music and I'm a fan of including meaningful and relevant song lyrics into the story. So be prepared for more karaoke.

Thanks for reading!