The Announcement
Blaire Weasley sat looking out the window of her cozy attic bedroom, admiring the rolling green fields speckled with dragons and colorful plants. She sighed, and then sat up. Her tiny bedroom was on top of the north wing, looking out on the conservatory and the Quidditch pitch.
The door into her room was opposite the window-seat where she was sitting, and on either side of the entrance were two closets for Mel and Blaire. The two single beds were lengthwise against the two walls running towards her, and there was a large, furry white carpet in the middle of the beds. The walls and ceiling were painted a creamy caramel color, with white crown moldings. Each of the beds was made differently. Blaire's bed was covered in luxurious duvets and crisp white quilted terrycloth sheets, and a padded suede headboard. There were pictures her walls of friends, family and famous witches all neatly mounted. Mel's side of the room was much different from her cousin's. Her bed was covered in colorful Indian silks with beaded details. Her headboard was made with square blocks of different types of woods. Her walls were covered with posters of her favorite Quidditch teams, and celebrity wizard heartthrobs. Behind each of their headboards was a desk. Both were neatly organized, with homework assignments already begun. On either side of the window seat was a door. The door on Blaire's side of the room lead to the circular study, and on Mel's side was the hallway that leads to the bathroom, the kitchen and the sitting room.
Blaire stood up at the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway leading to the kitchen,
"Hey, did you just wake up?" Melanie asked.
Blaire yawned, "Umm, about fifteen minutes ago."
"That sounds about right, 'cause when I got out of the shower at nine, you were still asleep."
Blaire looked at the large wizards' clock on the wall. It had two faces. The top face had two large golden hands pointing to the time. The second has twenty-six hands with the faces of every Weasley living at the dragon conservatory. Each face was pointing to a certain location such as home, shopping, school, outside, etc.
The top face read 9:30 am.
Blaire yawned again. She got up, and put her shoulder length brown hair into a messy bun, put on a pair of slippers, and walked downstairs in her flamingo pajamas.
She was met at the bottom of the stairs by her mother Reese,
"Good morning darling, how was your sleep?"
"Umm, pretty good. I didn't hear the Cornish pixies all night for the first time."
"Splendid. They should be ready to terminate the Chizpurfles that are contaminating those mandrakes."
"Well that's a relief, because it won't be long before the young mandrakes start to become ill, and die of Chizzle."
"Yep, we'd better get those Cornish pixies fed then."
"Okay, I'll get Mel, and we can do that after breakfast."
"Oh perfect, that would be a great help!"
Blaire pounced back up the three flights of stairs into her bedroom. She found Mel reading a book in the study.
Mel looked up.
"Did you know it's snowing?" Blaire asked as she looked out the window.
"No! Are you serious?"
"Yeah, look!"
The two girls ran to look out the tiny window in the fire-lit study.
"Wow, it just might be a white Christmas after all!" Melanie
At that moment, Blaire remembered that it was Christmas Eve day, and she still had some shopping to do.
"Oh my gosh Mel, I still need to go to do some Christmas shopping!"
"Whoa, calm down, we can go this afternoon."
"Yeah, but it's gonna be absolutely packed.
"Meh, what can you do?"
"Nothing, unfortunately"
There was a long silence.
"So what did you come back up for anyways?"
"Oh yeah! We have to feed the mandrakes after breakfast, and then tag them and release them so they can begin to kill off those Chizpurfles."
"Okay, I'll be right down for breakfast."
~
All twenty-six Weasleys sat at the table in the kitchen. There was Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur and Mel, there was Charlie and Reese, Percy, Penelope and their kids Paul and Phoebe. Hermione sat with George and their children Cedric and Ella, there was Fred and Angelina with Hannah and Evan, and Ron and Lavender with James, and Harry and Ginny with Lily. And then there was Grandma Molly and Grandpa Arthur, looking very happy and well.
Charlie looked at his wife and then smiled and took a breath, "This is the morning of the fifteenth Christmas Eve on the Conservatory. I've never been more happy to be able to wake up every morning and talk to my brothers, or work alongside my parents. We are all blessed to be able to live in such a place of privilege, and that is something that I want to share those who are not as privileged as us. So, I am going to ask you all for you support in adopting three children."
Molly smiled, "the more the merrier!"
"Reese and I will go and pick them out this afternoon when our chores are done."
"Won't it be a marvelous Christmas gift for them?" Molly said, "I can't wait to see their little faces!"
"What should we get them?" Arthur said excitedly.
"It depends how old they are," Mel said, "because you don't want to get a baby a wand!" She laughed.
"Mom and Dad'll get them something when they are in Diagon Alley," Blaire said happily.
~
The chores had finished, and Charlie and Reese had left for the orphanage in London.
Mel and Blaire decided they had to finish their shopping. Blaire velvet pouch holding her bling, and headed towards the fireplace in the study where Mel was waiting for her.
"Ready?" Mel asked.
Blaire nodded, "let's go!"
~
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter Characters. They belong to the Queen of Fiction, JK Rowling.
Blaire Weasley sat looking out the window of her cozy attic bedroom, admiring the rolling green fields speckled with dragons and colorful plants. She sighed, and then sat up. Her tiny bedroom was on top of the north wing, looking out on the conservatory and the Quidditch pitch.
The door into her room was opposite the window-seat where she was sitting, and on either side of the entrance were two closets for Mel and Blaire. The two single beds were lengthwise against the two walls running towards her, and there was a large, furry white carpet in the middle of the beds. The walls and ceiling were painted a creamy caramel color, with white crown moldings. Each of the beds was made differently. Blaire's bed was covered in luxurious duvets and crisp white quilted terrycloth sheets, and a padded suede headboard. There were pictures her walls of friends, family and famous witches all neatly mounted. Mel's side of the room was much different from her cousin's. Her bed was covered in colorful Indian silks with beaded details. Her headboard was made with square blocks of different types of woods. Her walls were covered with posters of her favorite Quidditch teams, and celebrity wizard heartthrobs. Behind each of their headboards was a desk. Both were neatly organized, with homework assignments already begun. On either side of the window seat was a door. The door on Blaire's side of the room lead to the circular study, and on Mel's side was the hallway that leads to the bathroom, the kitchen and the sitting room.
Blaire stood up at the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway leading to the kitchen,
"Hey, did you just wake up?" Melanie asked.
Blaire yawned, "Umm, about fifteen minutes ago."
"That sounds about right, 'cause when I got out of the shower at nine, you were still asleep."
Blaire looked at the large wizards' clock on the wall. It had two faces. The top face had two large golden hands pointing to the time. The second has twenty-six hands with the faces of every Weasley living at the dragon conservatory. Each face was pointing to a certain location such as home, shopping, school, outside, etc.
The top face read 9:30 am.
Blaire yawned again. She got up, and put her shoulder length brown hair into a messy bun, put on a pair of slippers, and walked downstairs in her flamingo pajamas.
She was met at the bottom of the stairs by her mother Reese,
"Good morning darling, how was your sleep?"
"Umm, pretty good. I didn't hear the Cornish pixies all night for the first time."
"Splendid. They should be ready to terminate the Chizpurfles that are contaminating those mandrakes."
"Well that's a relief, because it won't be long before the young mandrakes start to become ill, and die of Chizzle."
"Yep, we'd better get those Cornish pixies fed then."
"Okay, I'll get Mel, and we can do that after breakfast."
"Oh perfect, that would be a great help!"
Blaire pounced back up the three flights of stairs into her bedroom. She found Mel reading a book in the study.
Mel looked up.
"Did you know it's snowing?" Blaire asked as she looked out the window.
"No! Are you serious?"
"Yeah, look!"
The two girls ran to look out the tiny window in the fire-lit study.
"Wow, it just might be a white Christmas after all!" Melanie
At that moment, Blaire remembered that it was Christmas Eve day, and she still had some shopping to do.
"Oh my gosh Mel, I still need to go to do some Christmas shopping!"
"Whoa, calm down, we can go this afternoon."
"Yeah, but it's gonna be absolutely packed.
"Meh, what can you do?"
"Nothing, unfortunately"
There was a long silence.
"So what did you come back up for anyways?"
"Oh yeah! We have to feed the mandrakes after breakfast, and then tag them and release them so they can begin to kill off those Chizpurfles."
"Okay, I'll be right down for breakfast."
~
All twenty-six Weasleys sat at the table in the kitchen. There was Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur and Mel, there was Charlie and Reese, Percy, Penelope and their kids Paul and Phoebe. Hermione sat with George and their children Cedric and Ella, there was Fred and Angelina with Hannah and Evan, and Ron and Lavender with James, and Harry and Ginny with Lily. And then there was Grandma Molly and Grandpa Arthur, looking very happy and well.
Charlie looked at his wife and then smiled and took a breath, "This is the morning of the fifteenth Christmas Eve on the Conservatory. I've never been more happy to be able to wake up every morning and talk to my brothers, or work alongside my parents. We are all blessed to be able to live in such a place of privilege, and that is something that I want to share those who are not as privileged as us. So, I am going to ask you all for you support in adopting three children."
Molly smiled, "the more the merrier!"
"Reese and I will go and pick them out this afternoon when our chores are done."
"Won't it be a marvelous Christmas gift for them?" Molly said, "I can't wait to see their little faces!"
"What should we get them?" Arthur said excitedly.
"It depends how old they are," Mel said, "because you don't want to get a baby a wand!" She laughed.
"Mom and Dad'll get them something when they are in Diagon Alley," Blaire said happily.
~
The chores had finished, and Charlie and Reese had left for the orphanage in London.
Mel and Blaire decided they had to finish their shopping. Blaire velvet pouch holding her bling, and headed towards the fireplace in the study where Mel was waiting for her.
"Ready?" Mel asked.
Blaire nodded, "let's go!"
~
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter Characters. They belong to the Queen of Fiction, JK Rowling.