Okay, I know, I haven't updated in awhile. I'm sorry. My computers got something goin' on inside that requires my attention if I don't want to have to get a new one. I don't have that GOF book yet, so I'm making these updates through SparkNotes and my own memory, so some things might be different, just bare with me. Though if something is completely different, and it changes teh story in some way, feel free to clue me in. I've been looking at some other stories, reviewing and such, and I'm going to try and make Aero a little more pronounced. She's not some sweatheart like some people think, I'll tell you that now. She has a major bitch streak in her, she's sarcastic, a trouble-maker etc. She's already got some tats and piercings. In future chapters she's obviously going to go through some tough shit, and she'll get a darker image, an edgier look. Substance use will appear along with language and mature themes. Just a warning... So REVIEW...Again, sorry for the long wait, won't happen again, swear.

Aero sat the arm of the fancy sofa and had her feet on the schmancy footstool with the little tassels. She had her had a dark purple color with thick side-bangs falling down one side of her face. Her hair was held high in a ponytail. The color hair she currently had made her gray eyes really stand out. She wore a black knee-length dress and long, dangling earrings which made her shake her head a lot just to play with them.

On her lap sat a book that Hermione had gotten her awhile ago. Her fingers absently traced the cool cover, running over the words.

Tybalt was hissing under the table in the room, his fur up straight. Aero briefly glanced at him and followed his line of sight to the big picture window and smirked slightly when she saw he was hissing at Lucius's white Peacock outside.

She turned her attention back to Draco who was slouched in his chair in the corner, facing her. He had fallen asleep about an hour ago.

Aero tapped her fingers quietly against the book, Romeo and Juliet, and bit her bottom lip as she thought of something to amuse her.

Sure, since the Summer holidays were here her and Draco had spent time together. They spent time playing Quidditch in the back yard with some of the Stict kids on Aero's team and Crabbe and Goyle on Draco's. She may or may not have given Draco a good bump or two on the head with her bat while they were at it.

She had also gotten in a decent amount of trouble as well when she tried to amuse herself. She played mattress surfing down the grand staircase; effectively amusing herself when she made her uncle fall right on his snooty booty.

She also made an army of paper birds who terrorized Draco for a few hours until Narcissa came and burned them all mid-flight which Aero found quite rude. She transfigured Draco into a mouse and watched Tybalt chase him. She also gave Pansy a new haircut when she came to visit Draco. She was rather offended when Pansy started shrieking in apparent dislike of having a buzz cut. And that's not to mention when she was grounded for a week when Narcissa found out Aero had gone and changed the color of the house to gold and red.

But now Aero was deathly bored. She flicked her gaze to the front door when she heard a knock. She waited a minute. Draco was still sleeping, Lucius was out and apparently Narcissa still thought she had a servant because she had made a sound to answer or come to the door.

Aero sighed and jumped off the furniture and did a run before sliding and grabbing hold of the golden handle. She swung it open and became extremely confused as to why four Gingers were on her doorstep.

"Hello, Aero." Mr. Weasley greeted cheerfully.

"Uhm, hello?"

"Oh, you didn't get an owl from Ginny?" Ron asked.

"Uhm…nope, don't recall it."

"Well, she had invited you to come with us for the Quidditch World Cup. You'd be staying with us until the start of term where we'd take you to the train." Mr. Weasley explained.

"Alright, thanks. I'll just…go get my things then." She said.

She stepped back and motioned for them to come inside to wait. She brought them to a different room then the one Draco was in.

She ran up the stairs and into her room. She waved her wand and her trunk popped open before things started neatly piling inside.

She stepped into her closet and shed her dress. She looked at her clothes rack, examining it. Fred was here. If they were going to see Ireland play Bulgaria there was a good chance Vane would be there. Not that she had feelings for Vane…but she did want to make Fred jealous. So what outfit she chose to pack for the match was dire.

She needed to make Fred jealous. If Fred got jealous maybe he would man up and fix their relationship. To make him jealous she had to look attractive for him, more so than usual anyways. But the outfit had to appeal to Vane. She felt bad using him, but still…

She looked for her outfit to change into. She left her hair the way it was and kneeled down to look at shoes. She picked out her black Converse High Tops and set them aside. She pulled out a pair of dark jean short-shorts and pulled them on.

She saw the top she wanted and went to pull out some earrings. There was a knock on the door and it opened. Aero spun around and saw Fred there, wide-eyed and blushing, seemingly frozen to the spot with his hand still on the doorknob.

She looked down and saw herself only in short and a nicely fitting…blue bra. Aw, crap. She felt her eyes tingle a little and she's pretty sure they were a pink shade now, signaling her embarrassment of the situation.

A second later she mentally scolded herself. Fred had seen her in a bra before! Well, they hadn't exactly been in the open like this, openly staring…but still!

She smirked at him before turning around and fished out some earrings, hooking some silver hoops through her ears. She took out her ear bar and replaced the straight rod with a spiral one. She put two new pairs of studs for her second and third holes, running a hand over her new belly-button piercing.

She turned her back to him look at herself in the mirror, making sure the put the studs in the right places. You wouldn't believe how many times she messed these things up.

"Tattoo?" she heard Fred ask her.

She was surprised to see he had closed the door and was sitting casually on her bed, looking at her. She looked down to see on her lower back S.O.B printed there. Yes, she understood what it would look like to other people.

She had gotten the tattoo with Ebony's permission at the start of the Summer Holidays. She had been corresponding with Sirius all summer, as well as Lupin, just catching up. Sirius felt bad he had put her in a position where she had to lie and keep his secret from Dumbledore.

Aero told him that that's what makes her different from the rest of the Black family. The Blacks were selfish, vindictive people and were deceitful for their own good. She had been deceitful and such for the good of her cousin, Sirius. She told him that she had his back, always. He replied in kind. So the tattoo on her back was initials, Sirius Orion Black. Sirius always had her back, no matter what.

"Yeah, like it?" she murmured.

"Pretty wicked. What's it mean?"

"Ah, nothing. Thought it'd be cool." She said. She really, really, really did not want to have this conversation again, about Sirius, so she lied.

"You look good." He smirked.

"Oh? Yeah, well just because you don't get to see it doesn't mean I'm going to let myself go." She said.

A weird look crossed his face. Almost pained.

She walked back over to her closet, pulled on a green tight tank top and her shoes before walking out with some folded clothes for her Match night.

She placed them in her trunk. She made sure she had Tybalt's things. She picked up a picture and threw it at Fred while she finished packing.

"Who's the baby?" he asked.

"Selena Hailee Lathum, my goddaughter."

Fred arched an eyebrow before looking back down at the picture. It was of a baby, about a couple months maybe, waving at the camera. She had big green eyes, rosy cheeks and a head of white-blonde hair.

"She's adorable. She's lucky she has such a bloody awesome godmother." He said softly.

"Thanks…" she said, looking up at him.

"Uhm…Lee mentioned something to be the other day…"

"Oh?"

"Uhm…said he saw you walk into that fancy restaurant, WISTFUL. He said you were with a guy…"

"Yes, Fred. I went out on a date. I went out on a date with Vane, the guy who happens to be interested in me. It happens when you're single." She snapped.

She packed her picture, placed her broom in her trunk before enchanting it and leaving the room. She got down into the room, scribbled a note for her aunt and stuck it on Draco's forehead. She grabbed Tybalt into her arms and walked out the door after Ron.

It wasn't long before she was at the Burrow, home of the Weasley Family. Mr. Weasley set her trunk on the floor and closed the door after everyone had come in.

Tybalt bolted out of her arms and she was swept into a hug by Mrs. Weasley.

"Aero, dear! It's so good to see you. I was worried you wouldn't come." Mrs. Weasley said brightly, ushering the girl into the living room.

Aero sat down on a chair but watched the unfamiliar man sitting on the couch, sleeping. He was large, but in a muscular way. He had a burn mark on his arm and some scars and new scratch marks. He had the trademark Weasley red hair and blue eyes. He was older, at least by a few years.

George was in the kitchen right by them and ran into a self-cleaning pot, sending the pot and a few other dishes clinking and clattering to the floor loudly as he apologized to his mother who was scolding him. The man did not move. He continued to sleep, hanging off the couch that was too small for him. Aero briefly wondered if he was alive.

"That's Charlie. Remember, he's the one who works in Romania with the dragons. Man can sleep like the dead. Have to, living in this house, what with some commotion going off every five minutes. You have to acquire that skill; otherwise you'd never get a wink of sleep." Ron yawned as he plopped down on a chair.

"Bill's around here somewhere…you'll meet him later then, I expect. Honestly don't know why we got up so early…" Ron finished, leaning his head back and yawning again as he closed his eyes.

"Mom had us workin' the yard, de-Gnoming and everything. It's ridiculous…" George sighed.

Fred was silent since the whole bedroom incident. Aero sat back in the chair a bit uncomfortably with the atmosphere.

"Ginny will be up soon I think, dear. My I've got so much work to do. Two people come back home from foreign lands and bring with them years of laundry, my word." Mrs. Weasley said, shaking her head.

"I'll help you, Mrs. Weasley." Aero offered.

"Oh, you don't have to, dear."

"I want to, honestly." Aero smiled.

"Thank-you. Well then, come now." Mrs. Weasley said.

She followed the woman into another room not far from the living room. Stacks of laundry were there, waiting to be folded.

"Honestly, the guest is willing to help out but the laundry makers are still sitting on their behinds. Bunch of lazy men…" Mrs. Weasley shook her head.

They were almost finished with the laundry when Ron came and asked if his mother was going to make breakfast. When Mrs. Weasley sent him a look he back tracked quickly and stuttered that Dad had asked.

They went out into the kitchen. Aero sat on the counter as she watched the knife she had bewitched cut some ham into little pieces.

"So, I hear from Ginny that you've got a nice older boy wishing to hold the key to your heart?" Mrs. Weasley said casually, as if discussing the weather.

"Oh, yeah. It's really no big deal, I hardly know him…" Aero murmured.

"Nonsense. Now, tell me about him."

"Uhm, he's a year older. His name is Vane. He plays Quidditch and is from Bulgaria."

"Perhaps you'll be seeing him at the Cup?" Mrs. Weasley chuckled.

"Who knows?" Aero shrugged, casting a glance at the living room where Fred was trying to discreetly eavesdrop.

"Don't you worry about him. If it's meant to be, it will happen. Let it run its course." Mrs. Weasley said softly.

Aero watched the woman in front of her. She had a family, one like Aero's never seen before. They didn't need money. No matter how many times they messed up, they were still loved like nothing had ever happened. Aero had never seen anything like it. And she wanted it.

Ginny came down a few minutes later.

"Is that my shirt?" Charlie mumbled sleepily as he looked suspiciously at his sister.

"Yup."

"How did…when did you…" Charlie grumbled.

"Go back to sleep Charlie." Ginny laughed.

Aero and Ginny hung out for awhile, just laughing and messing with the guys. They went outside and played Quidditch. Fred and George had gone upstairs some time later. Aero had met Bill and Charlie now and she liked them.

Charlie was the rough, scarred big brother. His voice was gruff, he had red stubble on his face with some scars and burn marks and incredible stories Aero was sure Hagrid would love.

Bill was the older, rebel brother. He had a skull earring, his hair was long in a ponytail; he had a leather jacket and chains.

She was in the middle of talking with Bill and Charlie when Percy gave an awful flinch from a loud bang and the house shook. Ginny just shrugged, going back to making her wand stream different color lights for Tybalt to chase.

"Fred and George are at it again…" Ron sighed.

Anyone else noticing things from Romeo and Juliet popping up? Personally, I'm not fond of that story. True love just by glimpsing someone at a party? C'mon. But I'm just saying...pay attention here. :) Oh, and those Beach chapters I put up, ignore those. I was experimenting a bit, seeing how I'd do with a Vane-Aero-Fred triangle type thing, don't worry about it. Oh and did anyone go to that Eclipse premiere? I did tonight, longest lines EVER. Next time, I'm bringing some freakin' nachos and a lawn chair, like seriously! I really only went to see the fight scenes, and let me tell you...Jasper and Emmett were HOT in that. Emmett's tackling people, Jasper's makin jokes and showin' off his accent, like gods, I totally had a fangirl moment in that theatre, with the laughing and gasping which I've never done. I became a Jazz-Em fangirl in there, I shit you not. Maybe I'll do a Twilight Fic...oh the possibilities...