Chapter Two: Life Turning Upside Down.

"Oh. Well then." Ron said uncomfortably and he quickly changed the subject, "What's for breakfast Mum?" I look at Ron still smiling.

"Don't you mean lunch?" A tingle erupted in my chest ticking my laughing trigger at his ears go red of either embarrassment or anger, and his nose twinge slightly. That just had to make me laugh I loved to scold him at the appropriate time. But then I stopped laughing when I saw Ron looking at Mum like something was wrong with her.

I glanced over at her and noticed she was looking fixedly at something on my let arm just sitting they're daydreaming at my arm like she was remembering something form a while ago. I turned to face her, moving my torso and legs toward the table then under the table. I examined what she was looking at and moved my arm across the wood lain table. Her eyes moved with my arm following it every where. I then get suspicious and ask, "Mum. What's Wrong?" she doesn't answer. I start to panic and move my hand onto my pajama bottoms.

Mum instantly zaps out of her trance and acts like she is examining her finger nails beginning to pick at her finger nail as if she was doing it the entire time she bites a peace of her nail and looks at it and she hums quietly. I crane my neck over to look at Ron we exchange worried glances and I look back at Mum as Ron says to Mum.

"Mum are you alright? You don't look- Well I don't know the word of what you look of but. are you okay?" He said concernedly.

Mum looks up at Ron quite startled and confused but addresses him with the same care, "Oh Good-" She checks her watch, "afternoon sweetie.want something to eat? Lunch maybe? Hmm.I'll see what I can make." She takes her coffee mug and gets up, the floor making a squeak do to the friction of the chair and the floor, she stands up and takes her cup to the sink, turning the tap on and making the cup wash itself.

Then she grabbed a few pots and pans and began to work on lunch.

I hear a soft pop behind me as I see George standing there, then Fred popped up beside him. I felt my mouth smile as I pulled my chair back, I lift my chair up gripping her top of the chair and dragging it along the floor. Then I yelled out in glee, "Fred, George!" I ran up to them and pounced on them, knocking them to the floor.

"Hello monster." Said Fred, "I'd like to get up off the floor now." He strangled to say, seeing as my knee was on his stomach.

"I am not Monster." I said annoyingly.

"Sure you are," Said George, "Your ugly and you smell funny."

"Look who's talking." I said, getting my hands off their chests putting more weight on my legs, "You two are uglier than goblins and your smell. Don't get me started on that."

"Ginny- Please.." Fred said, "Before I die of suffocation-"

"Say sorry for telling me I was Ugly and smell and I'll get off."

"Sorry." Said Fred and George at the same time.

"For?"

"For. Calling you a smelly and ugly person" They said one after another but then Fred said something else, "But you still are a monster."

I put my hands down on their chests again and brought myself up into a full standing position. My knees cracked at doing so. But oh well. I brushed my knees off and then my arms and looked at my brothers, "Welcome home." I smiled broadly and went to go sit down on the chair I was sitting on before. I pulled out my chair and sat in it, turning my body to face the table my back facing the twins.

"Works been great." Said Fred taking a chair and pulling it out then sitting on it, ".we've had the place packed every day." He ran his fingers into his bright red hair, sighing deeply. ". this one time we ran out of invisibility hats it was horrible."

"We've been having fun though." said George, "Selling people our art and plus hiring others to experiment with our jokes. Or just helpers. Like our good friend Lee Jordan."

I smiled deeply looking down at the placemat that I've had since before I was born. My gaze looked up toward my brothers. They looked at me and looked at each other and each had the same exact smile of mischief then I knew something was up. I looked up at Mum she was busy doing Lunch I got up and started to run. Then I could hear my brother's chairs squeak against the floor as they came at me like a bunch of hungry Dogs.

Then the pounced, Fred jumped atop me, my knees buckled under me as I fell to the ground. As I heard the others footsteps close in, Fred began to tickle me. Giggles irrupted from my chest as he began tickling feeling fingers touch my sides. I managed to turn over and attempt to fight back but by that time Ron and George had joined the gang tickle of doom. I kicked my legs hard getting free and getting up running around trying to get away from my brothers, holding the back of a couch, I pull myself over the couch and push of from the couch skidding across the floor. Then all of a sudden I stop as my Mum calls; "Lunch is ready!"

I skid softly to the next seat, seeing my socks are really slippery. Then I sat down as my Mum brought my Lunch to the table. I gaped at it softly as I grabbed my fork and knife and dug my fork into the meat on my plate and then I took my knife and dug into the meat cutting the meat to chunks. I drop the knife and eat the chopped up meat I look up and see Ron stuffing his face with food and Fred and George eating moderately I smile and eat macaroni.

After lunch Mum did the oddest thing and asked me if she could talk to me alone. Fred, Ron and George grumble and leave the room. I get up and walk to the sink, put my dishes away and say to Mum, "What's up?"

"Hun there is something I got to tell you please just sit down." Mum said seriously. So I did as she told me to and grabbed a seat pulling it backward and then sitting down. She also took a seat and she sighed and started with the whole story putting her hand onto mine comfortably.

"You see sweetie. What I am about to tell you may be shocking or disturbing." I nodded for her to continue. "When you were only three, you got deathly sick which includes Vomit and Diarrhea. much of your blood was in your diarrhea and your Vomit you dramatically lost most of your blood. You have a very rare blood type and there was no transfusions so." She stopped suddenly this I knew was the bad part. "We found it in an animal. Phoenix. As soon as we found that out, we stuck a needle in you and began pouring the blood into your veins. They said that by fifteen you'd be very stressed and that stress may make you transform. they also said that in the middle of your Teens you will get to become a phoenix. Hun I am sorry I had to say it..." She noticed that tears were in my eyes falling down my cheeks and she took my arm and showed my small scar on my arm from the needle I sob more. Mum pats my shoulder I jerk up and Yell,

"Don't touch me!" I get up and run up to my bedroom and I could hear my Mum call my name I didn't care all I knew was that I was a monster an halfling part Phoenix and Part human I sobbed freely into my pillow. Then I heard a tap on my window.

A/N: Well It's a bit of a cliff not a horrible one but I'll try to update often. Well it isn't as good as the last Chapter but I am happy. Review me! Ttyl!

-Cil