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Author's Note: Okay, so I know I promised I would fix the whole, Bill mistake, but I'll get to it in the next chapter..I hope.
Chapter Four: Too Many Redheads
"Would you two stop scaring Willow? I think she's had enough Quidditch talk!"
"Bloody hell, Moine'! Get off our backs!"
"Ron Weasley! Don't you dare curse at me!"
Willow, who stood between a red-faced Ron and a glaring Hermione, chuckled. She turned to Harry who rolled his eyes at his two best friends. "I guess they do this a lot, huh?"
"Oh, yeah, more than a lot. I'm surprised they are only just now fighting."
Willow smiled at the boy and turned back to the quarreling friends. She laughed at the passion that she saw drifting between the two. 'Oh yes, they definitely liked each other.'
"Would you two please cut it out?" Molly Weasley called walking over to the two15 year olds. Ron and Hermione immediately shut up, but they still held their glares.
Willow smiled and then turned to pay attention to where they were going. They had walked around the back of the train station to an alley. They finally reached a dumpster and Molly Weasley raised her wand and muttered a quick spell. In fascination, Willow watched as the dumpster transformed into a car. This wasn't just any car. It was a car that looked as if it had dropped out of the 1950s. She turned to them and smiled. "This car is really cool."
"Ugh. Are you serious? I almost died in this car!" Ron exclaimed as Harry shuddered.
"What?" Willow's confused look caused Molly to laugh.
"Back in second year, these two had to fly to school in this thing. They crashed it into a Whomping Willow who almost killed them. Mr. Weasley finally got it out of the tree and it took him a good two years to fix it."
Willow's eyes widened at the mention of the word, 'fly'. "What do you mean by the words 'fly'?
Ron and Harry looked at her wide eyes and laughed. "Well, you see, my dad is obsessed with muggle things, so he created this car to fly. It's bloody brilliant if you ask me." Ron quieted down, though, at the disapproving look his mother shot his way.
"I'm not so sure I can fly in this thing," Willow stated nervously."
"Oh, don't be silly! You'll love it!" Ron cried pulling her into the backseat of the car. Hermione rolled her eyes and stepped in to sit next to Willow. Harry then sat next to her as he jumped in.
Five minutes later, they were soaring through the clouds." Willow had changed seats with Ron to get a better view, much to Hermione's annoyance. As Willow eagerly stared down bellow her, Ron and Hermione sat silently with their arms folded across their chests. Harry just sat in his seat smiling at his friends as he read a Quidditch magazine.
"Well, it looks like we're here."
At Molly's announcement, Willow looked around to see if she could spot the burrow. As they descended below the clouds, Willow's eyes widened. All around her were hills and small roads. She smiled at the tiny dot that got bigger as they quickly got closer to the ground. The house was a pretty good size for such a big family. The car lurched as it hit the ground causing the passengers to fling forward. Hermione fell forward and grabbed onto the nearest thing possible. Ron. Willow and Harry laughed as the two blushing friends quickly let go of each other.
Willow was practically pushed out of the car in Ron's haste to get away from Hermione. Willow turned around to see Harry in the same predicament as Hermione pushed her way through.
"Jeez, Hermione, hold on!" Harry yelled catching himself.
Molly Weasley walked around the car and over to Willow. As Harry and Ron grabbed Hermione and Willow's bags, Molly led Willow over to the front lawn of the house. "Welcome to the Burrow my dear."
Willow smiled and laughed in amusement as the front door was slammed open and three redheads pushed each other as they tried to get out. Finally, the smaller one, the only girl, hit the two tall ones and squeezed through. She ran up to Hermione and gave her a tight hug.
"Hermione! It's so good to see you!" Hermione was just as excited. All four boys rolled their eyes at the girls.
"You all sure do a lot of eye rolling, don't you?" At Willow's question, the two twins turned to her and smiled brightly. As they practically pounced on her, the younger girl walked over to them. "Don't attack your cousin," She yelled pulling them away from Willow.
"I'm Ginny Weasley, these two are George and Fred. It's nice to meet you."
Willow smiled at the polite girl who looked about a year younger than the three she had already met. "It's nice to meet you too, Ginny. It's nice to meet you two, also."
"Well, let's get inside! I have to prepare dinner before Arthur gets home." Molly bustled the group into the house. Willow smiled in excitement once she reached the inside of the house. It was so 'lived in'. Ginny grabbed Willow's hand and pulled her upstairs with Hermione following. She opened the first door on the right and pointed inside. "This is your room Willow. The bathroom is on the far end of this hall on the right. You might want to wake up early to use it. With Harry and Hermione here along with the rest of us, you might not get a warm shower for a while."
Willow laughed and replied, "Thank you. I think I'll take that into consideration."
"Good! Come on Hermione, I'll show you where to put your stuff in my room." Ginny walked out and Hermione waved to Willow before walking out. Finally, Willow was alone. She closed her door and set her bags on the bed. Her room was pretty small with a dresser on one side and a night stand next the twin-size bed. She could tell that the Weasleys didn't have much money. However, the love they obviously shared made up for it. Willow could only in her wildest dreams wish for such a family. Laughing as she thought about the amazing redheads, she fell back on her bed. Soon, she fell into a light slumber.
About ten minutes later, Hermione walked into Willow's room and smiled at the sleeping redhead. She walked over to her and shook her shoulder. "Willow. Willow wakeup." The redhead's eyes opened up and she smiled at the young girl. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry."
"It's no problem. "Dinner is about ready. You might want to come down." Hermione smiled and walked out of the room. Willow stood up and looked into the mirror. She rubbed at the dark circles that were under her eyes. They reminded her of her days in London. She had looks so dead, then. Hell, she practically had been dead. Sighing, Willow ran a brush through her hair and walked downstairs.
Laughing voices sprang to her ears bringing a smile to her face. She stepped through the door and into a kitchen. Redheads were everywhere. The twins were rough housing by the cabinets while Molly was trying to hit them. Ginny and Ron were playing a game of chess while a new addition to the family sat at the table. He could only be Arthur Weasley. Then, in the middle of all the red, Hermione and Harry sat laughing and playing along with them. They all stopped what they were doing when they heard the merry laugh.
"Willow! Have a good nap?" Hermione questioned with amusement in her eyes. Willow nodded and walked over to sit next to Ron and Harry.
"Willow Rosenburg. It is definitely a pleasure to meet you! Welcome to the family. I am Arthur Weasley. Arthur to you, of coarse." Willow smiled at the man.
"Hello Arthur. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Good, pleasantries are out of the way. So tell me, do you have a refrigerator back at home?"
Willow laughed along with the other Weasleys at the man's infatuation with muggle things. Throughout the dinner, she grew to love the family, Harry, and Hermione more and more. She truly had a family. They didn't abandon their loved ones to go off to conferences months at a time. No, they were a real family.
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Goodness, the reviews I've gotten have really been appreciated!!! I'm sorry it took me a while to add this new chapter. I've been pretty sick lately. Thanks to the reviewers! You guys ROCK!
I just created the Harry Potter Writer's Guild. Visit it at http://bec917.com/harry I need submissions! Thanks!
Author's Note: Okay, so I know I promised I would fix the whole, Bill mistake, but I'll get to it in the next chapter..I hope.
Chapter Four: Too Many Redheads
"Would you two stop scaring Willow? I think she's had enough Quidditch talk!"
"Bloody hell, Moine'! Get off our backs!"
"Ron Weasley! Don't you dare curse at me!"
Willow, who stood between a red-faced Ron and a glaring Hermione, chuckled. She turned to Harry who rolled his eyes at his two best friends. "I guess they do this a lot, huh?"
"Oh, yeah, more than a lot. I'm surprised they are only just now fighting."
Willow smiled at the boy and turned back to the quarreling friends. She laughed at the passion that she saw drifting between the two. 'Oh yes, they definitely liked each other.'
"Would you two please cut it out?" Molly Weasley called walking over to the two15 year olds. Ron and Hermione immediately shut up, but they still held their glares.
Willow smiled and then turned to pay attention to where they were going. They had walked around the back of the train station to an alley. They finally reached a dumpster and Molly Weasley raised her wand and muttered a quick spell. In fascination, Willow watched as the dumpster transformed into a car. This wasn't just any car. It was a car that looked as if it had dropped out of the 1950s. She turned to them and smiled. "This car is really cool."
"Ugh. Are you serious? I almost died in this car!" Ron exclaimed as Harry shuddered.
"What?" Willow's confused look caused Molly to laugh.
"Back in second year, these two had to fly to school in this thing. They crashed it into a Whomping Willow who almost killed them. Mr. Weasley finally got it out of the tree and it took him a good two years to fix it."
Willow's eyes widened at the mention of the word, 'fly'. "What do you mean by the words 'fly'?
Ron and Harry looked at her wide eyes and laughed. "Well, you see, my dad is obsessed with muggle things, so he created this car to fly. It's bloody brilliant if you ask me." Ron quieted down, though, at the disapproving look his mother shot his way.
"I'm not so sure I can fly in this thing," Willow stated nervously."
"Oh, don't be silly! You'll love it!" Ron cried pulling her into the backseat of the car. Hermione rolled her eyes and stepped in to sit next to Willow. Harry then sat next to her as he jumped in.
Five minutes later, they were soaring through the clouds." Willow had changed seats with Ron to get a better view, much to Hermione's annoyance. As Willow eagerly stared down bellow her, Ron and Hermione sat silently with their arms folded across their chests. Harry just sat in his seat smiling at his friends as he read a Quidditch magazine.
"Well, it looks like we're here."
At Molly's announcement, Willow looked around to see if she could spot the burrow. As they descended below the clouds, Willow's eyes widened. All around her were hills and small roads. She smiled at the tiny dot that got bigger as they quickly got closer to the ground. The house was a pretty good size for such a big family. The car lurched as it hit the ground causing the passengers to fling forward. Hermione fell forward and grabbed onto the nearest thing possible. Ron. Willow and Harry laughed as the two blushing friends quickly let go of each other.
Willow was practically pushed out of the car in Ron's haste to get away from Hermione. Willow turned around to see Harry in the same predicament as Hermione pushed her way through.
"Jeez, Hermione, hold on!" Harry yelled catching himself.
Molly Weasley walked around the car and over to Willow. As Harry and Ron grabbed Hermione and Willow's bags, Molly led Willow over to the front lawn of the house. "Welcome to the Burrow my dear."
Willow smiled and laughed in amusement as the front door was slammed open and three redheads pushed each other as they tried to get out. Finally, the smaller one, the only girl, hit the two tall ones and squeezed through. She ran up to Hermione and gave her a tight hug.
"Hermione! It's so good to see you!" Hermione was just as excited. All four boys rolled their eyes at the girls.
"You all sure do a lot of eye rolling, don't you?" At Willow's question, the two twins turned to her and smiled brightly. As they practically pounced on her, the younger girl walked over to them. "Don't attack your cousin," She yelled pulling them away from Willow.
"I'm Ginny Weasley, these two are George and Fred. It's nice to meet you."
Willow smiled at the polite girl who looked about a year younger than the three she had already met. "It's nice to meet you too, Ginny. It's nice to meet you two, also."
"Well, let's get inside! I have to prepare dinner before Arthur gets home." Molly bustled the group into the house. Willow smiled in excitement once she reached the inside of the house. It was so 'lived in'. Ginny grabbed Willow's hand and pulled her upstairs with Hermione following. She opened the first door on the right and pointed inside. "This is your room Willow. The bathroom is on the far end of this hall on the right. You might want to wake up early to use it. With Harry and Hermione here along with the rest of us, you might not get a warm shower for a while."
Willow laughed and replied, "Thank you. I think I'll take that into consideration."
"Good! Come on Hermione, I'll show you where to put your stuff in my room." Ginny walked out and Hermione waved to Willow before walking out. Finally, Willow was alone. She closed her door and set her bags on the bed. Her room was pretty small with a dresser on one side and a night stand next the twin-size bed. She could tell that the Weasleys didn't have much money. However, the love they obviously shared made up for it. Willow could only in her wildest dreams wish for such a family. Laughing as she thought about the amazing redheads, she fell back on her bed. Soon, she fell into a light slumber.
About ten minutes later, Hermione walked into Willow's room and smiled at the sleeping redhead. She walked over to her and shook her shoulder. "Willow. Willow wakeup." The redhead's eyes opened up and she smiled at the young girl. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry."
"It's no problem. "Dinner is about ready. You might want to come down." Hermione smiled and walked out of the room. Willow stood up and looked into the mirror. She rubbed at the dark circles that were under her eyes. They reminded her of her days in London. She had looks so dead, then. Hell, she practically had been dead. Sighing, Willow ran a brush through her hair and walked downstairs.
Laughing voices sprang to her ears bringing a smile to her face. She stepped through the door and into a kitchen. Redheads were everywhere. The twins were rough housing by the cabinets while Molly was trying to hit them. Ginny and Ron were playing a game of chess while a new addition to the family sat at the table. He could only be Arthur Weasley. Then, in the middle of all the red, Hermione and Harry sat laughing and playing along with them. They all stopped what they were doing when they heard the merry laugh.
"Willow! Have a good nap?" Hermione questioned with amusement in her eyes. Willow nodded and walked over to sit next to Ron and Harry.
"Willow Rosenburg. It is definitely a pleasure to meet you! Welcome to the family. I am Arthur Weasley. Arthur to you, of coarse." Willow smiled at the man.
"Hello Arthur. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Good, pleasantries are out of the way. So tell me, do you have a refrigerator back at home?"
Willow laughed along with the other Weasleys at the man's infatuation with muggle things. Throughout the dinner, she grew to love the family, Harry, and Hermione more and more. She truly had a family. They didn't abandon their loved ones to go off to conferences months at a time. No, they were a real family.
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Goodness, the reviews I've gotten have really been appreciated!!! I'm sorry it took me a while to add this new chapter. I've been pretty sick lately. Thanks to the reviewers! You guys ROCK!
I just created the Harry Potter Writer's Guild. Visit it at http://bec917.com/harry I need submissions! Thanks!
