Really sorry for not updated in so long, but forgive me! D:
Chapter Twenty-Five Meeting the Parents"This," Charlie stated, taking my hand and spinning me round, "is the Burrow."
I stared in awe at the crumbling mass of bricks and coverings. I had been told it had recently been rebuild, because of a fire a few years back (A/N: I don't understand why they put in the movie when it wasn't in the book, but I will stick to the movie because I saw that just last year, but I haven't read the books since they first came out.) But to me, it looked beautiful. The bricks were all different colours and shapes, stuck together with a slippery looking wet cement something. There were some windows in some places, evenly spaced out, some oddly placed at weird angles, reflecting light from the bright winter sun. The house was so tall it almost toppled over at the top, it must have been held by magic so strongly. Chickens were scattered across the yard, chirping and gobbling over and over, running rampant over the gravely ground. I looked up into the highest window to see a familiar flash of red hair, a pale face glancing across the yard. A female's dark, bushy hair appeared next to him, and I could hear her shriek even though I was so far away!
"Chaaaarlie!" the brown haired woman hollered from the window, and the boy's face contorted as we heard him yell back, "BLOODY HELL WOMAN YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO MY EAR!"
I giggled and Charlie beamed his trade-make grin, dragging me forward. "Damn I haven't been here in ages…"
I skipped behind him, slightly nervous about meeting such a large family. Hell, I'd only known Charlie a few weeks, what were they going to think of me?
"Come on Violet, they're going to love you." Charlie squeezed my hand and tugged me toward the bright blue door, gripping the handle and it opened in front of us and a small, stout woman with scrunched ginger hair beamed up at us, but her smile wavered a bit when she saw me. Her eyes widened as if she was trying to place me, as if she knew me, but couldn't get it. But she was smiling all the same. That was good enough. "Charlie." She said warmly, pulling him into a hug that only a mother could give. "Hey, Mum." He said slightly awkwardly, but only because she was so small and he was a giant.
She looked at me over his shoulder, still smiling. "And who's this, dear?" she released him and opened her arms to me, pulling me close.
"This is Violet, Mum. She's my girlfriend." Charlie smiled attentively and dipped his head, embarrassed. Charlie's Mam held me at arm's length and squeezed my shoulders. "Welcome to the family, Violet."
"Thank you."
It was nice to feel accepted, for once.
"Violet, this is Ron and Hermione. Ron's my younger brother." Charlie introduced me to his clone and who was obviously, his girlfriend. They crinkled their eyes at me, but didn't smile. It was friendly enough, though. "Hey," they both said to me. Both quiet. Damn, they were perfect for each other.
"You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend." Ron grumbled, shifting his feet on the threadbare carpet. His face was red. He was embarrassed. I blushed too, probably flushing the same colour as Ron.
"It's 'cos you're beautiful." Charlie whispered into my ear, which made me blush a deeper shade of magenta. He's never told me I was beautiful before.
Hermione must have heard too, because the top of her ears turned pink. We all stood there blushing, apart from Charlie, who seemed so at ease with this situation. It was then that Hermione and Ron looked up at me properly, for the first time. And took a step back. "Oh my Merlin." Hermione seemed to whimper.
"Bloody hell." Ron replied, and they both looked sideways at each other.
No offence, but what was up with these weird looks?
Charlie coughed. "Um, let's go meet everyone else." Charlie started to steer me away, but Ron's voice spoke up, cracking and dipping, but still strong. "Harry and Ginny aren't back yet. They went shopping for Christmas presents."
"Er. OK." Charlie faced me and drew little circles next to his head, attempting to indicate 'crazy'. Ron shot him a withering look. "You'll understand later." He shrugged before taking Hermione's hand and walking away, just letting Mrs Weasley catch them and force them to chop some carrots.
Charlie dragged me up a flight of stairs, knocking on a door that seemed to be used to seeing guests. But inside sat another couple, a pretty platinum blonde and older clone of Charlie. And also a baby.
The blonde was holding onto the baby tightly, and looked up half heartedly from the baby. "I want one." She pouted prettily, shaking the baby's hand in our direction. "Bonjour, Charl-ie." She looked back down at the baby in her arms. The Older Clone glanced up at us, grinned and said hello.
"This is Bill and his wife Fleur, and of course baby Teddy."
Fleur stuck out her bottom lip further. "Who isn't mine." She whimpered, drawing him close. The baby struggled out of its tight grippings, reaching out with its chubby arms. Bill laughed and suggested that Charlie should hold him. "We need to get ready for dinner anyway." He said, pulling her up. He called bye as he left the room, but Fleur just looked flustered.
Charlie chuckled again. "and that was my older brother. You have yet to meet George and Ginny..." he trailed off, looking anxious.
"Wasn't there another?" i turned and faced him, my expression confused. I was sure Charlie had mentioned another brother, possibly a twin? Was it of Percy?
Charlie shook his head. "Sorry, but no. Fred's been dead for almost a year now." He looked sad and lost for a moment, but seemed to regain control. He straightened up, pushing back his shoulders, and coughed. "Let's go get settled then. We'll meet the rest later." He took me by the hand and led me upstairs.
After we got settled in our room, and by settled I mean, picking which side of the bed to sleep on, we changed into some nicer and less raggedy clothing and traipsed down three flights of stairs to help catch some garden gnomes, I was told.
But as soon as we entered the cosy living area of the Weasley's, a roar of cheering sounded and the room was filled with the sounds of more than a dozen people shouting, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHARLIE!" I grinned, and Charlie looked down on me like he thought i had something to do with it. Naturally, i smiled back but didn't give anything away.
Mrs. Weasley brought out a huge (and fuck yes, when i say huge, i mean HUGE) chocolate cake, with fudge shooting off in all directions and dancing figurines of a boy and girl holding hands on top. The couple on the cake did a head count and cut itself up into equal chucks, with enough left over for everybody to have a second slice. As they were being passed around, the whole room started to chorus, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Charlie, happy birthday to you!" i joined in and laughed as the fudge spurted directly into his face. There was clapping and cheering, and before i knew it i was being bundled outside for a fireworks show.
Charlie held my hand tightly as each one went up, blasting into the air like candy on Halloween. Everyone made appropriate 'oohs' and 'ahhs' went needed, and i felt like i was on top of the world. I was surrounded by family, (although most of which i still didn't know) and was so happy i could have sung. I don't even know why.
Percy appeared from nowhere and shook my hand in greeting. "Nice to see you again, Violet. Have you told anyone about your little secret?" he smiled a knowing smile, and walked away before i even had time to answer.
"He's a weird one." A passing uncle murmured as he made his way towards to cake tray. I giggled and stared into the black sky.
"CHAAAAAAAARLIE!" Suddenly a redheaded girl flung herself onto Charlie, nearly knocking us to the ground. She wound her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "I've missed you!"
Charlie beamed and let her get back to her feet. Even she was almost the same height as him.
I raised my eyes and looked at the boy next to her, a tall boy with brilliant green eyes and hair as dark as midnight. My eyes locked with the face that mimicked mine perfectly, and the smile dropped from my face as i realised what i was seeing. Harry Potter.
Violet Evans-Potter.
"Hello," we said simultaneously.
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