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I realized that I may have messed up the date that Selena Lathum was SUPPOSED to be born and how old she actually should be, but I'll tell you now, keeping up with exact dates is NOT my strong point so just go with it. Hope you like this chapter. I notice that when i feel bad for my lack of updating that i make the chapters longer than usual...I always feel so guilty! So, please ignore my lack of updatingness and leave some reviews, they make me happy and inspired to write another chapter. :) Luvs y'all

Aero sat at the kitchen table the next morning. Across from her was Ron who was slightly slumped in his chair, his eyes drooping ever so slightly before he forced them back open. Mrs. Weasley was bustling around the house, preparing for their guests.

Aero had volunteered to pick up Hermione via fireplace. She was allowed to do some "illegal" magic, or illegal for people under seventeen, because she was in Auror training and quite frankly the Minister, who knew of her infamous parents and Black upbringing, was somewhat afraid of her. Many people were afraid of her in-fact, which she supposed is why her training was spent with retired Auror, Alastor "Mad-eye" Moody who she had grown to idolize.

But she wasn't picking up Hermione now. No, that was later. Right now Mr. Weasley, Ron, Aero and the twins were going to pick up Harry from his aunt and uncle's house. Aero smirked at the possibilities she could do to those horrid people.

It was a few moments later that they heard thundering on the stairs and the arrival of the twins who were cheery even in the morning it seemed.

Aero and Fred met eyes for a moment and awkwardly turned away. There was no denying the tension hanging between them. In truth Aero wanted to be with Fred again, she did, but she couldn't swallow her pride enough to make the first move. And in true Black fashion she went with the path she knew would cause more of a reaction and chaos; jealousy. She would make Fred jealous. She would make Fred make the first move. She would make him react. Yes, Aero knew it was childish, but it was her inner Black doing this, not her sensible, rational side. Black blood can be very overpowering sometimes…

George coughed, shifting his weight from foot to foot and glancing between the two blushing teens. Mr. Weasley, blissfully oblivious to the awkwardness, clapped his hands excitedly and walked over to the fire place.

While the others used the floo network to get to Harry, Fred and Aero hesitated. They cast a glance at one another, feeling their own awkwardness. Aero looked down at the floor, finding a sudden interest in her shoes.

She felt Fred walk by and was sure she felt something touch the back of her hand as he did. After she was sure he was gone she peeked up through her lashes and sighed.

She relaxed her posture and rolled her eyes and stepped forward, sending herself up in green flames. For a moment she was in a dark space and felt a warm body pressed up in front of her. She froze for a second, confused.

She felt an arm move backward, moving against her and she felt the hand grab her elbow and the body twist and then they were squished against each other.

Aero managed to lift her wand from her jacket's inside pocket and murmured "lumos". The light glowed dimly, illuminating the face in front of her.

For a second she almost blushed because she thought it was Fred she was pressed against. But as she looked closer she noticed the differences. She couldn't quite meet Fred's chin, but this one she just barely did. There was no scar under the hairline of his left eye, which meant this was George. And that made her blush hard. And it seemed that their current position made George grow a bit pink as well. Being practically on top of your twin's ex-girlfriend will do that…

"Hey…" George said nervously.

"Hey yourself…" Aero replied, looking anywhere but the redhead against her.

In a second they were falling forward, out of the blocked fireplace in hurtling towards the too-clean carpet of the Dursley living room.

Just when Aero prepared to be acquainted with the floor she felt herself stop and be yanked up before pressing into something.

She looked and saw a strong arm around her waist, holding her tightly. That said arm belonged to her ginger…uh, a certain ginger, that was no longer hers… who was holding her tightly to his hard chest and scowling at something on the ground.

She looked down and saw George sprawled out on the floor, on his elbows as he looked innocently back up at his brother.

Aero felt something that she hadn't noticed before though…it was like a warm tingling in her chest. Aero had felt this before though. She hadn't noticed it until much later, but she had felt it when Fred kissed her that first time in third year.

She heard George couch and saw him smirk smugly at his brother and she felt the arm move around her waist, almost reluctantly pulling away. The entire time he pulled away from her some part of him was touching her until he fully retracted. She repressed a shiver as his fingers ghosted her exposed skin on her waist before they were gone.

That tingling was gone now, a sense of loss flowing through her. Her skin felt hot where he had just touched her. She shifted on her feet; brushing against his chest a bit and she swear she heard him suck in a breath.

She looked around the room now, standing in between the twins. She saw a very large man who was a tad red in the face, reminding her of an overgrown tomato.

There was a skeleton-thin woman who Aero thought seriously needed a chocolate frog, stat, and resembled a giraffe with that long neck.

She looked again and spotted a rather large boy who seemed fascinated by something. She looked subtly on either side of her. Fred was glaring full out now, staring down the pudgy boy. She saw Fred's fingers twitch and his hand move in her direction before slamming into his side again, moving into a fist.

George wore an amused expression, glancing at his clone and the boy who should think about hitting the weights. Aero got it then, as she looked and realized the boy was staring at…her.

Aero resisted the urge to shudder when she saw the open-mouthed boy's eyes travel down her body. She then brought her leather jacket closer around her and crossed her arms tightly over her chest, standing sideways and looking over her shoulder wearily at the boy.

She heard the tomato shout and Harry came barreling down the stairs. He smiled instantly when he saw them all. Aero smirked and raised a hand, waving. She saw the Muggle boy give Harry a withering look.

Aero's smirk grew and as the twins moved to get Harry's stuff, Fred "accidentally" bumping hard into the Muggle kid's shoulder, causing him to stumble; she moved gracefully across the floor towards Harry.

Her black dragon skin high heeled boots clinked on the now hardwood floor of the hall, the chains on her dark black skinny jeans swishing.

She had a piece of Bott's Every Flavor Chewing Gum in her mouth which she blew a bubble with as she wrapped an arm around Harry's shoulders, using her other hand to come up and twirl a lock of her jet black hair around her finger. Harry gave her a questioning look and she winked at him before they turned ever so slightly so Dudley could see them, since he was still staring.

Harry suddenly smiled and Aero leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek, leaning against him and smiling. Harry placed an arm around her waist and she could feel him shaking with silent laughter as they saw Dudley's look of disbelief.

"Y-You…and her? No bloody way…" he protested.

"What can we say? Harry's positively gorgeous, and he happens to like older women." Aero sang, shrugging her shoulders casually; the arm that was draped around Harry reaching up to play with his hair.

"Older…no way." Dudley said, shaking his head in awe.

"Oh yeah, Aero here is two years older than me, almost three, actually. Funny thing, I was as amazed as you were when she asked me out." Harry chuckled.

Dudley continued shaking his head and staring at them. Ron started laughing and Mr. Weasley looked horribly confused.

The twins came down then with Harry's stuff. Aero stuck a finger through the cage and rubbed the top of Hedwig's head, causing the beautiful white owl to nibble her finger affectionately.

George carried the cage through the hall to the other room. Fred stopped and looked between Harry and Aero, eyebrows scrunched together. Aero couldn't deny how cute he looked then.

She winked and kissed Harry's cheek again, blowing a bubble in his face, making him laugh. She walked with him into the room, railing behind Fred. She watched something fall from his pocket, amazingly at the same time her eyes caught something slipping to the floor by George. She watched the items roll on the floor, towards Dudley.

She watches Dudley pick them off the floor and barely contains her laughter when after shoving them in his mouth he starts dancing around.

The giraffe-woman shrieks and Aero doubles over laughing as Dudley's tongue becomes large and purple. The tomato reaches a color of purple and starts throwing items at them, yelling and basically throwing a very unattractive tantrum just because his son has an engorged tongue.

Aero waits for the others to shove through the fireplace before she pushed Harry and herself through it. She lets him go as Mrs. Weasley immediately engulfs him in a hug.

She walks forward and sits on one of the chairs at the table, noticing that Bill and Charlie are awake now. Harry sees them and Mrs. Weasley introduces them.

"So we finally meet the famous Harry Potter." Charlie rumbled.

"We've heard a lot about you. Mum talks about like a proud mother hen." Bill nods.

Harry blushes slightly and Aero laughs.

"Oh she does it with you too, little one." Charlie chuckles.

Aero scoffs and shakes her head as Charlie put her in a gentle headlock, the two of them laughing. They really haven't known each other long, but they've heard so many stories about one another, that sliding into a comfortable sibling-like relationship was almost automatic.

About an hour later she sees Mr. and Mrs. Weasley talking and Mr. Weasley came into the living room and sighed.

"What's the matter, dad?" Charlie asks.

"Seems Mad-eye's gone and jinxed some trash cans, claiming there was some sort of intruder…" Mr. Weasley said.

Aero perks up at the mention of the mentor.

"Ah, isn't he always doing that?" Bill laughs.

"Oh, don't act like he's crazy. He's just…cautious." Aero defended with a smile.

"I'm just going to pop over and check in." Mr. Weasley says.

"Mind if I come? I'm supposed to see him for training soon anyways…" Aero asks.

"Sure, sure."

Aero and Arthur floo to the ex-Auror's home and see an alleyway of toppled over trashcans. Aero laughs quietly to herself at Mad-eye's antics. She reaches for the door handle and steps into the room.

The house is rather dark and she walks into the familiar living room. She sees a toppled over table. One of the pictures on the wall is severely crooked. She walks forward and while Arthur and some other Aurors are busy looking for her mentor, she notices a scratch mark, fairly new in appearance, on the frame of the living room threshold.

Her posture stiffens, her eyes aware and searching for the tiniest disturbance as she moves around the home. She walks as quietly as possible towards Mad-eye's bedroom, her wand at the ready in front of her and all her senses hyper-aware and ready for a sudden attack.

She slides the door open and narrows her eyes as she sees Mad-eye's form hunched over the sink in the connected bathroom.

"Mad-eye?" she calls quietly.

He spins around, his blue eye spinning and whirling before coming to focus through the walls, probably on the other Aurors. His other eye in centered on Aero, a wondering look on his face.

"You alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, you silly girl. Don't you know better than to sneak up on me?" he said in his usual rough growl.

Aero has a twisting feeling in her gut as she stares at the man, taking in his nose with the missing chuck, his stick leg and his shaking hands. He looks to be in order. She doesn't notice anything strange here but she still has that unnerving feeling in her gut. She's wary, and against her better judgment and what Mad-eye's spent the better part of the summer searing into her brain, she tells her gut to shut the ruddy hell up and nods at her mentor, ignoring her instincts to unarm and disable him. She's quiet and still tense and she's still alert, but she lowers her wand. For a moment she thinks she sees something dark flash behind his eyes as she does, but she mentally shakes her head as she looks back and it's just Mad-eye staring at her. The wrong feeling, the sense of impending danger, doesn't leave…