Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I do own
Celissia, Jenni, Liz, Ellemorah, others I may add later on in the story,
and the plot.
Chapter 5 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
::An Hour Later::
"Where is she to go? Ellemorah was the only one she had," I overheard the red-haired man discussing with his wife and some other wizards.
I was in a chair, curled up, staring blankly at the carpeted floor. Saddened, awed, confused, and terrified all at the same time.
A few minutes later, the red-haired couple walked over to me.
"Celissia, as you have no where else to go as we know of, my husband and I have agreed for you to stay with us until the school term begins," said the woman.
I looked up at her and she must have read my mind because she then said, "Oh, by the way dear, I'm Molly Weasley and this is my husband, Arthur. The two boys you saw earlier were Fred and George. They will be in the same year as you. They dropped out of school last year but there is no way I'm going to let them run a joke shop without completing their school studies. They left a little while ago to go back home," said the woman.
"Your things have been sent here, including the materials you and your mum got at Diagon Alley. You should have everything you will need for school now. We also have your owl you seemed to have left behind," explained Mr. Weasley, taking out a pocket watch. "Best be off for home. Getting late." He took out his wand and made my luggage float behind him out the hospital door. I was unsure of these people. I had no idea who they were or how they knew everything about me but they were right. I didn't have anywhere to go. I couldn't spend the rest of the summer on the streets. I followed the Weasleys out the door.
Mrs. Weasley patted my back softly and said, "You'll be in good hands. You can meet the rest of the household when we get home. So sorry for your loss, but if you need anything at all you feel free to tell us."
She gave me a warm smile and I returned it. For the first time in a while, I felt as though things just might be all right after all. ::Back at the Weasley Household::
The three of us stepped in the house along with my levitating luggage to be greeted by two girls who looked a little younger than myself.
"Hello, Ginny, Hermione. Did you two hold things down while we were gone? Something smells delightful," exclaimed Mrs. Weasley.
"Yes, things are fine, Mrs. Weasley We made dinner, just got done actually. Shall Ginny and I show Celissia to her room?" said one of the girls who had brown hair. "Yeah that would be wonderful. Make her feel at home, girls. She's had a very rough day."
"Follow us, then," said the other girl. This one also had the same red hair.
"I'm Hermione Granger and this is Ginny Weasley," said the brown-headed one. "I'm so sorry to hear about your mother." I still said nothing. I guess I just had too many thoughts buzzing through my head at once. We reached the top of the stairs and stopped at a door in the hallway.
"This is where Hermione and I sleep. You can have my bed. I don't mind the floor," said Ginny.
I nodded and glanced down the hall at another door. There was a large sum of noise and laughter coming from it.
"Oh, don't mind them. They've been goofing off all summer," said Hermione, noticing my look of curiosity. I wondered who was in the room.
We entered the small room. It had several piles of books on one bed. On the other were some robes laid out.
"This one is yours. I'll just clean this stuff off for you," said Ginny, removing the robes from one of the beds.
"Why don't you come down and have some dinner with us? You look like you could use something to eat," said Hermione while smiling.
"No, thanks. I think I will just try to get some sleep," I said plainly, obviously not in the mood for conversation.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded and the girls exchanged glances and left the room for dinner. I climbed into bed, not even bothering to change my clothes. I lay awake a little while longer, replaying everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. I tried not to recall the last moments of Mum's death. I finally dozed off thinking of what she said about Sirius being my father.
(A/N: I know that one isn't exactly exciting but I promise the next two will be a lot better! Please R&R! Thanks to all of you that have reviewed so far!)
Chapter 5 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
::An Hour Later::
"Where is she to go? Ellemorah was the only one she had," I overheard the red-haired man discussing with his wife and some other wizards.
I was in a chair, curled up, staring blankly at the carpeted floor. Saddened, awed, confused, and terrified all at the same time.
A few minutes later, the red-haired couple walked over to me.
"Celissia, as you have no where else to go as we know of, my husband and I have agreed for you to stay with us until the school term begins," said the woman.
I looked up at her and she must have read my mind because she then said, "Oh, by the way dear, I'm Molly Weasley and this is my husband, Arthur. The two boys you saw earlier were Fred and George. They will be in the same year as you. They dropped out of school last year but there is no way I'm going to let them run a joke shop without completing their school studies. They left a little while ago to go back home," said the woman.
"Your things have been sent here, including the materials you and your mum got at Diagon Alley. You should have everything you will need for school now. We also have your owl you seemed to have left behind," explained Mr. Weasley, taking out a pocket watch. "Best be off for home. Getting late." He took out his wand and made my luggage float behind him out the hospital door. I was unsure of these people. I had no idea who they were or how they knew everything about me but they were right. I didn't have anywhere to go. I couldn't spend the rest of the summer on the streets. I followed the Weasleys out the door.
Mrs. Weasley patted my back softly and said, "You'll be in good hands. You can meet the rest of the household when we get home. So sorry for your loss, but if you need anything at all you feel free to tell us."
She gave me a warm smile and I returned it. For the first time in a while, I felt as though things just might be all right after all. ::Back at the Weasley Household::
The three of us stepped in the house along with my levitating luggage to be greeted by two girls who looked a little younger than myself.
"Hello, Ginny, Hermione. Did you two hold things down while we were gone? Something smells delightful," exclaimed Mrs. Weasley.
"Yes, things are fine, Mrs. Weasley We made dinner, just got done actually. Shall Ginny and I show Celissia to her room?" said one of the girls who had brown hair. "Yeah that would be wonderful. Make her feel at home, girls. She's had a very rough day."
"Follow us, then," said the other girl. This one also had the same red hair.
"I'm Hermione Granger and this is Ginny Weasley," said the brown-headed one. "I'm so sorry to hear about your mother." I still said nothing. I guess I just had too many thoughts buzzing through my head at once. We reached the top of the stairs and stopped at a door in the hallway.
"This is where Hermione and I sleep. You can have my bed. I don't mind the floor," said Ginny.
I nodded and glanced down the hall at another door. There was a large sum of noise and laughter coming from it.
"Oh, don't mind them. They've been goofing off all summer," said Hermione, noticing my look of curiosity. I wondered who was in the room.
We entered the small room. It had several piles of books on one bed. On the other were some robes laid out.
"This one is yours. I'll just clean this stuff off for you," said Ginny, removing the robes from one of the beds.
"Why don't you come down and have some dinner with us? You look like you could use something to eat," said Hermione while smiling.
"No, thanks. I think I will just try to get some sleep," I said plainly, obviously not in the mood for conversation.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded and the girls exchanged glances and left the room for dinner. I climbed into bed, not even bothering to change my clothes. I lay awake a little while longer, replaying everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. I tried not to recall the last moments of Mum's death. I finally dozed off thinking of what she said about Sirius being my father.
(A/N: I know that one isn't exactly exciting but I promise the next two will be a lot better! Please R&R! Thanks to all of you that have reviewed so far!)