A/N: Thank you all for being so patient with me. I am trying to update as much as I can because I am about to begin my break from school for the holidays, and I actually have time. I started out this chapter thinking that it wouldn't be very long, but then it just kept getting longer and longer so you can probably expect another update fairly soon. In the meanwhile, I hope that you enjoy this chapter, and remember that reviews re always appreciated. Thanks for reading! - Piper

I woke up to the slam of a door. My parents were home! I jumped up out of bed and collapsed to the floor.

"Well that could have been better thought through," I thought to myself laughing.

I started to move around and realized that I was a lot sorer than I usually was, granted I had a few bruised ribs, and I had been beat for like five days straight. I pushed up off the floor, groaning a little bit. I decided to get dressed before going downstairs so that I could make sure all of my cuts and bruises were covered up. I threw on a hoodie and jeans, after checking my ribs to make sure they were only bruised. I then brushed my hair and pulled it up into a pony tail, grateful that I only had a couple of scratches around my face that were easy to cover up.

I walked downstairs and walked into the kitchen. There, I found my mum making breakfast and I realized that I was really hungry. I grabbed a piece of bacon from the finished plate.

"Hey!" my mum laughed, "those are for everyone."

"I know, I know," I said putting my hands up in mock surrender.

"So are we going shopping today?"

"I did promise that we would when you're your father and I got home, didn't I?"

"Yes you did, and I need to get Albus and Rose good gifts."

"Well, we can go to Diagon Alley after breakfast."

"Thanks mum!"

I went back to my room to finish packing, and clean up my room. I felt some really big surges of pain as I climbed up the stairs, but I was able to sit down on my bed and rest once I got to my room. Then, I took off my pants and examined my legs. I had bruises up and down them, and I had some swelling around one of my knees. I was hoping that I'd be able to hide it all for the rest of break, but I knew that I would just have to take it day at a time.

I got dressed again and set my mind into getting ready to leave my house until the summer holidays. I decided to pack a couple of my favorite books and the blanket that I had had ever since I was little. I had had trouble sleeping without it because I had grown attached to it. It helped me calm down whenever I held it so I hoped that it would help me whenever I had an anxiety attack at school.

"Kids it's time for breakfast!" I heard my mum call out, to me and my brother.

I heard my brother sprint downstairs, and then I got up and walked down the stairs to the breakfast table where my family was waiting for me to get there.

"Sorry I took so long," I said, "I was finishing packing."

"A whole day ahead of schedule," My mum said grinning, "You must really be looking forward to this trip."

"Oh I am, trust me."

We all started to eat and my mum began to talk about the plans for the day. I grabbed a few pieces of bacon a piled some scrambled eggs onto my plate. I was hungry and there was nothing my brother could do about it. I mean I thought like that, but he was always right there across from me calling me a pig and telling me to be thinner. I hated that I let him control that part of my life, but he's a guy, so of course he should know what guys like.

"So, Isabella and I were planning on heading into town to do some Christmas shopping. Would either of you like to come?" my mum asked my brother and dad.

"Let's make a family day of it," my dad replied.

"That sounds like a fantastic idea," my mom said.

Once everyone had finished eating we walked over to our fire place, and each of us grabbed a handful of floo powder.

My mum went first, then my brother, and then it was my turn.

"Diagon Alley!" I called out. Then, I appeared at the entrance of the bustling sector that was Diagon Alley.

My mum and brother were waiting at the side of the road as I appeared, and I moved over to join them. My father appeared and walked up to us.

"So how are we splitting up for the day of shopping?" my father asked us all.

"Well I'd like to shop on my own that way I can get presents for all of you," I said.

"Okay, why don't we give you kids some money and you can spend it on whatever presents you wish, and then your father and I will go off together. If you need anything just come and find us," my mother said.

My mum handed me and Harry each a hundred galleons. Then, we all split ways. I decided to head over to the quidditch shop first because I was going to get my brother a book about his favorite team, which was the Bulgarian team. The only thing that would have been better is if I could get it signed by Victor Krum. Next, to Harry Potter he was my brother's idol.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" a voice said.

"Just a book for my brother," I responded, not even bothering to look up.

"But, Krum is rubbish, I like Weasley better," the voice said.

"So do I, but I'll never be able to talk sense into my brother," I said, finally looking up.

As I looked up, I found myself surrounded by my friends, and a few people I hadn't met before.

"Rose!" I said excitedly, while I ended up dropping the book on my own foot since I was trying to hug her.

"Well that didn't go as planned," Rose said.

"You sure I wasn't supposed to drop the book on myself?"

"Yes, I'm sure," She replied laughing.

"Sure took you long enough to see us," James said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Oh shut it," I said.

"Isabella," Rose said, drawing my attention away from James, "I want to introduce you to my brother Hugo, Albus' sister Lily, and my Grandmother Molly.'

"Oh, it is so nice to meet you," the older woman latched onto me in a tight embrace, "I've heard so much about you."

"Oh have you now?" I said, looking around after she had let go of me. I now looked around to see who else was there.

"Hello Isabella," Hermione said.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley," I said.

"Mum, I just had the most brilliant idea!" Rose exclaimed, "Why doesn't Rose shop with us?"

"Well that sounds like a brilliant idea," her mother replied.