Chapter Name: "Well, I can't wait to meet this Little Fae."

Authors Note: This is the chapter where everything starts to get good! I hope you like it, and I hope that all of you read IDBIF!!

"Greg, I'm just so scared! I mean, I've never been anywhere without my parents other than Hogwarts!" Greg smiled and put her red dress in her bag.

"It's ok Fae. We probably won't even be there that long. You'll probably find him the first week! How many people are there?" he asked, sitting down beside her.

From her pocket she pulled out a piece of parchment that reached the floor.

"And those are only the ones that she remembers. I mean, I could be there for a year! Maybe longer!" She groaned and flopped down on the bed.

"Well, where are we staying? With your uncles?"

She closed the suitcase and sat down.

"No. Because you're coming we're got our own flat. It's in my uncles' building, so they're going to pay for it."

Greg gently stroked her hair.

"So, we're going to be living in the same house? For as long as it takes? Without adults?"

Fae nodded and stood up.

"Well, it's good that you're my best friend and not some crazy guy that wants me."

Greg thought it best not to say anything at that moment.

"Well, when are we going?" Greg asked, lifting up the list to look at it.

It was terribly long………

"Next week. I'm already all packed though. Oh you know how I get when I'm nervous!" she defended at his look.

She always had to clean when she was nervous.

"Want me to go over and pack myself now?" Fae sighed.

"I'd rather you be here. I don't think I can stand being alone right now. I'll end up cleaning the entire Gryffindor Tower."

Fae rested her forehead against his chest.

Greg chuckled.

"You know, if you did that, you'd be the most loved girl in Gryffindor. By Filch and everyone else." Fae gave him a rough poke.

"Oh shut up! I'm not that bad!"

"Do you think your uncles will like me?" Greg asked.

Fred and George had been in America since Fae was eight. She hadn't seen them since so they never got a chance to meet Greg.

"I'm sure they will. But they'll probably make you sleep in their house and not ours." Greg rolled his eyes.

"They might. But we'll have our own rooms, won't we?" Fae looked up at him with a smirk.

"How often do we sleep alone, even with our own rooms?" Greg shrugged.

"That's true."

Fae was very scared of lightning and thunder, and being in London as they were, it was always raining. Fae usually snuck into the boys dorms and slept with either Greg or one of his friends if he wasn't there at the moment.

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"George! George!" Fred tripped over a large box as he ran from the back room of their Joke Shop into the actual store.

George turned from the boy that was buying……… something.

"What is it?" he asked, bagging the box of whatever it was.

"Little Fae is coming to visit!"

The regulars in the shop, seven 15, 16, and 17 year old boys, looked at them.

"Who's little Fae?" one boy by the name of Hanson asked.

"My niece. We haven't seen her since she was 9, maybe 10." George grinned.

"I miss her! She must be very tall now.  It's been at lease six years."

Fred looked at the calendar.

"The eighth, that's next week! We have to set things up for her! We have to get her a flat and some clothes and set up all of our tricks!"

George rolled his eyes as his twin ran from the room, calendar in his hand.

"Well, I can't wait to meet this Little Fae."