13. Meeting the Weasleys

Jem's P.O.V.

Grace was going over to her Aunts for the Easter holidays and I was staying with Teddy; having cleared it with Helena. I was very excited my first proper family Christmas thinking about it we seemed to have a family of orphans from Harry to Teddy and I. Well okay I might not be an orphan but I had no parents and I wanted to be in the same category as Harry and Teddy. When we arrived at the station Harry loaded our trunks into the back of Harry's 7-seater Vauxhall Zafira. Once Teddy was sat between Al and James, in their booster seats, Harry and Ginny were in the front, and I was beside little eighteen month year old Lily Luna and an old woman I was Teddy's Gran.

'We're going to be visiting The Burrow,'

At this there was a commotion from three black haired boys. Even Lily gurgled happily. Harry and Ginny looked happy at this reaction. I took it that whatever the burrow was somewhere everyone enjoyed. 'Um Harry what's The Burrow?'

Looking in his side view mirror Harry smiles 'my mother and father's in law all the cousins will be around to greet you. Including Victoire,' Harry says grinning as Teddy's hair turns tomato red. I burst into fit of giggles feeling very happy that I'd been accepted as a part of the Weasley-Potters.

By the time we arrived Lily was screaming, Teddy was getting hit by his god-brothers (when attempting to hit each other), Harry trying to keep his eyes on the road not his family, Ginny trying to control her sons and I singing to Lily to quiet her. Teddy and his Gran were in a deep conversation that I didn't want to interrupt. We all were very glad to get out as it turned out Lily just wanted her mother and the Potter boys were just bored and were fine chasing squat little potato things? Running to catch up with Ginny and Lily, 'What are they?' I asked pointing at the little creatures as a bright orange bandy-legged cat wound his way around the boys promptly knocking Al off his feet. He began to wail as Harry picked him up he calmed straight down placing the little boy on his shoulders and taking James by the hand he exasperatedly exclaims 'Crookshanks.' Ginny smiled at me, 'garden gnomes,' Harry catching up with us ruffles my hair affectionately 'very different than Muggle ones,' 'I'll say,' I mutter feeling completely overwhelmed.

Walking into the Burrow's kitchen was like walking into another world there was a pair of knitting needles knitting a bright green jumper, the dishes doing themselves. At the table was a nearly bald man with tufts of red hair by his ears snoring loudly. 'Dad,' Harry says quietly 'DAD!' Harry shouts into his ear.

'Huh, Harry my dear boy how are you. Teddy how was Hogwarts?' an enthusiastic 'brilliant' from Teddy and 'Ginny how have the boys been?' when hearing they were fine he smiles and asks for his youngest grandchild then looks at me 'ah you must be Jem. I've heard all about you. Well is Harry giving you the tour,' he nods picking up his fallen newspaper.

'Yeah Jem this is my father in law Arthur Weasley,'

'Nice to meet you, sir,'

'You sound like Harry,' the old man smiled and I beam. Ginny had sat down with the Lily; Teddy had taken a large chocolate chip biscuit and was teasing his god-brothers with it.

'TEDDY REMUS LUPIN!' a small rounded witch with lots of flyaway grey hair which had the tell tale red wisps running through it marking her as a Weasley. 'Stop teasing you God-brothers right this instant. You will be twelve in April stop acting like a two year old,'

'Yes, Nan,' he said sheepishly breaking bits of biscuits for the other two boys.

'Ah yes this is my mother Molly Weasley she's not as strict as she makes out,' said Ginny rolling her eyes at her mother. I noticed they had the same warm, fiery, brown eyes.

'Jem do you want to see the family ghoul? He lives in the attic.' Harry grinned at me I very much did as I practically bounced after Harry. In the attic was a ghostly figure in pyjamas that Harry muttered to me was the ghoul sitting by him was a blonde girl with large, pale eyes, 'Luna how have you been?'

'Wonderful. Who is this? Her eyes are very like yours. And how is my wonderful goddaughter?' she spoke with an air of vagueness.

'This is Jemima Winters Teddy's friend from Hogwarts. Do you think so too and Ginny is feeding Lily.' Harry spoke quickly as if hoping not to distract the blonde woman I couldn't help but laugh.

'Oh dear have the Lenwars got you? They cause unexpected bouts of giddiness,' with this strange statement Luna floated away.

'What are Lenwars?'

'No idea. Don't worry,' when I continued to look frightened Harry explained 'Luna Lovegood is very eccentric believes in a lot of things she does but few of which are true. She's a great though,' seemingly worried he had insulted her.

'I thought she was a bit mad,'

At this Harry laughed 'well we're all a bit mad Jem she just doesn't hide it,' I thought this was a strange view but decided no to think on it too much, too much philosophy eugh!

Coming down the stairs he led me into a bright orange room where there two beds Teddy and a very pretty red haired girl with eyes that were almost silver and skin like satin sat. 'This is Vickie,' Harry said smiling at the girl Ginny's oldest brother, Bill's, oldest daughter. Entering the next room which was red and gold; Gryffindor colours I thought there were two children of about seven year old, blondes playing exploding snap on the red matt. The little boy roaring in laughter as the little girl was trying to get away from the French woman who sold my robes. A tall and heavily scarred man who I tried not to gasp at 'this is Fleur who I believe you've already met, Bill, Vicki's father. He had a nasty run in with a particularly nasty werewolf not at full moon so he just has a liking for rare meat,' I shuddered at this 'Their younger children Louis and Dominique.'

The scarred man grinned at me 'I believe Mum has adopted you as a Grandkid,'

'Huh?'

'You're wearing a Weasley jumper,' at this I beam he was obviously not as vicious as his scar made him out to be.

'When?' I ask gesturing at the rugged scar.

Bill grimaced 'the war,' I was starting to get a really sick feeling in my gut whenever I heard about the war. 'Harry, you should take her to Ginny's room next and put a stop to whatever your son and Fred are up to.'

Harry nods and then steering me by the shoulder moves me to another red room with a bunch of seven women in Quidditch robes. 'The Holyhead Harpies Ginny used to play for them. Oi you two what are you up to?' on the floor was James and a caramel skinned, curly red haired boy with dark streaks and freckles about his face while a stocky red haired man was talking to them 'George Weasley I hope you aren't corrupting my son he's a trouble maker enough without you Mr. Weasley making it worse,' he glared at them for a second then smiled 'I suppose that's what you get when you name your son after two marauders.' James grinned up at his father at this, 'so long as you're not a bully and don't lead anyone into danger I'm fine,' picking up his oldest child and tickling him on the stomach.

Loathe as I was to interrupt this family moment I couldn't help but ask 'what's The Marauders?'

'My Father's school friend's nickname: Prongs my father because he could transform into a stag, Padfoot my godfather, Sirius because he could transform into a dog, Moony, Teddy's dad, because he was a werewolf, and Wormtail,' he growled the last name 'he could transform into a rat,' he said gruffly. I was about to ask what the problem was but George shook his head at me so I didn't say anything more. 'Anyway this is George and his son Fred of course you know James already.' Next we went to a blue and green room which said Percy's room in gold. There was a red haired man with horn rimmed glasses reading from a book called Tales of the Beedle the Bard 'hi everyone this is Jem,'

'Hello Jem,' chorused the many Weasley children. There was a silky black haired girl woman with a freckle faced girl with the same skin tone as Fred but hair was completely black and fell straight. Another set of twins who were about eight with long red hair and bright blue eyes one on either side of the reader. A bright eyed red haired girl with masses of curls sitting beside Al. On the other bed was a pretty red haired woman holding a curly brown haired baby all in blue.

'Well the man reading from the book is Percy, his wife over there,' gesturing to woman holding the brunette 'Audrey their twins: Molly after her Grandmum and Lucy after her other Grandmother. The baby Audrey is holding is Hugo his older sister is Rosie here,' gesturing to the curly red head 'well you've met George and Fred. That is Fred's mum and George's wife, Angelina,' the black woman gave a wave 'and her daughter Roxanne,'

'Roxie,' the little girl glared at her uncle.

'Roxie right,' grinned Harry 'now who are we missing: Charlie, Ron, and Hermione.'

'Daddy and Uncle Charlie are out playing Quidditch with mum refereeing,' piped up little Rosie.

'Right thanks Rosie. Do you want to stay and listen to Percy?' when I shook my head Harry lead me out to the orchard. Calling for two up in the air to get their feet on the ground Harry motioned the tall, gangly red head 'this is Ron, one of my best friends, and Hermione,' the young woman with her daughters hair except brown like her sons grinned cheekily at me 'this is Charlie he hasn't settled of course too busy chasing dragons,'

'Too right I am, so Jem welcome to the family,' I beamed at this we stayed until seven at which James fell asleep and Harry decided it was time to go home. Thinking about it I realised I had found a family even if it wasn't mine.