4.) The Arrival.
"Ronald Weasley, look at your hair!"
Mrs. Weasley, wearing her best dress robes, had lined everyone up in the kitchen to inspect them. During the past few days, she had polished and shinned the Burrow till the walls actually sparkled in the right light. At the moment, she was carefully scrutinizing every last person. She had even scolded Percy for not slicking back his hair properly. She was now inspecting Ron at the moment and she wasn't at all pleased.
"Ron, come here." She began to brush his hair back and had a very firm grip on his head so he wouldn't wriggle free. Every single person was primped and polished like the rest of the house. Even Fred and George looked respectable, if not disappointed (partially due to the fact that Mrs. Weasley confiscated all their new jokes that they were going to test on this girl). "There" she said, stepping back. "Now, your father should be home any minute now with her. And may Merlin help you if anyone misbehaves. Is that clear?" Everyone, not wanting to invoke her wrath again, all nodded.
Harry was nervous about meeting this girl. He turned to Ron and asked, "Do you think she'll be nice?" "I dunno," Ron replied. "Sssshhhh!" Mrs. Weasley hissed. "I think I hear them coming!"
They all heard a loud popping noise out in the yard and then a loud squeal from a gnome. Harry heard Mr. Weasley say, "Oh bother! I'm terribly sorry!" "Don't worry about it, Mr. Weasley." Harry heard her voice and immediately knew she was from New York from her accent. He also heard that her voice sounded very husky, yet feminine.
"Be ready everyone!" Mrs. Weasley whispered excitedly. Harry heard keys scraping the lock on the door. With a loud creak, the door swung open, revealing Mr. Weasley and the girl.
Actually, to Harry, girl was a bit of an understatement. The word that fit this girl more properly was.....well, a woman. She was about the same height as Harry and she seemed to overflow with an air of confidence Harry had never seen with a person. Her hair was down and Harry saw that when she stepped into the room, the sunlight from the window made the auburn in her hair shine and stand out. She had a pale, oval face that was liberally decorated with freckles. She was wearing a tight white tee shirt that had an American flag on it and jeans that looked tight to Harry, but Harry noticed that the shirt and pants showed off her curves very nicely...Harry shook himself mentally and went back to her face. He noticed her eyes just then. He saw that they were hazel colored, but something in those eyes made startled Harry. They were deep, as if she had certain peacefulness about her. She was really, rather pretty.
Mr. Weasley's voice brought Harry back to reality. "Everyone," he announced grandly. "I would like you all to meet, Elizabeth Jones." The girl...err, I mean woman, grinned and said, "Please, you can all call me Liz."
Mrs. Weasley stepped forward with her hand out and said grandly, "Welcome to our home! I would like to introduce you to everyone." As Elizabeth stepped forward to receive Mrs. Weasley's hand, her right foot caught on the back of the step, tripping her so she fell flat on her face.
Mrs. Weasley gasped and ran over to help her up. Everyone else started to giggle, but were silenced with a cold look from Mrs. Weasley. However, when Mrs. Weasley picked Liz up, everyone saw that she was laughing hysterically, bringing everyone back to his or her fit of giggles. Even Mr. and Mrs. Weasley started to laugh. Harry noticed that she looked even better when she laughed.......again he shook himself mentally.
"Whoa!" said Liz, as she wiped her tears away. "I haven't laughed this hard since...I don't know when!"
"Why don't I introduce you to everyone?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "Liz, this is my third eldest son, Percy."
"How do you do, Elizabeth?" Percy said formally with a stiff handshake. She returned the greeting by saying "Just fine, thanks!" and giving him a slap in the back that nearly knocked his glasses off.
"And these are the twins, Fred and George," Mrs. Weasley proceeded to say. "Absolutely smashing to meet you!" Fred exclaimed. "Yes", chimed in George. "Absolutely fantastic!" Fred and George both dived for her hand and she ended up crossing her arms to shake both their hands. Mrs. Weasley had a look of deep disapproval on her face, but Liz just even harder laughed again and replied with "It's great to meet you too!"
"This," Mrs. Weasley continued, "is my youngest son, Ron, and my youngest daughter, Ginny." "Hey there!" Ron said shaking her hand enthusiastically. She returned the shake with equal enthusiasm. "Wonderful to meet you!" Ginny shyly shook hands with her and quietly said, "Pleased to meet you." Liz, with a kind smile, said, "The pleasure is all mine, Ginny."
"This," progressed Mrs. Weasley, is my Ron's girlfriend, Hermione Granger." "Nice to meet you finally," Hermione said, slightly blushing from being referred to as a "girlfriend". Liz turned her head towards Ron, who was blushing as well, with a sly grin on her face. "Well, Hermione, basing my opinion on looks, you're quite the lucky girl." She gave Hermione and Ron a roguish wink each, making them blush even more.
Then she turned her eyes toward Harry. She looked him over with great interest with her warm eyes. For some reason, Harry felt extremely nervous under her gaze. "And finally," Mrs. Weasley concluded, "This is Ron and Hermione's friend, Harry Potter." A moment of surprise came into her eyes as she did the all too familiar flick up to his scar on his forehead, but within an instant it was gone. It was replaced with her warm, calm look.
Harry, starting to sweat a little, put his hand forward and said a polite, "Hello." She smiled and said "Hi." She stepped closer, a little bit closer than he would have liked. She grinned again, and said, rather seductively, to Harry's discomfort, "You know, if can say so, you're really good looking yourself." She gave him an even more mischievous wink than she had given Ron or Hermione.
Harry, wanting to get away from her, said somewhat loudly to Mrs. Weasley, "Is it time for dinner?" Mrs. Weasley said "Oh yes, dear. Everyone out to the lawn!" As Harry hurried out with everyone, he stole a look at Liz. She was behind everyone else, with a look of puzzlement and, to Harry's surprise, a keen look of determination.
Hey! Sorry again, but I have million's of things to do so it's taking me a while to upload chapters. Unfortunately, I'm going on vacation for a week or so, so I'm not going to be able to do this for a while. I'll load in a new chapter as soon as I can. The next chapter I think you're all going to enjoy and your going to get an even closer look into Liz and Harry's going to be a little less comfortable (author laughs and giggles madly here.) Thanks reading and reviewing!
"Ronald Weasley, look at your hair!"
Mrs. Weasley, wearing her best dress robes, had lined everyone up in the kitchen to inspect them. During the past few days, she had polished and shinned the Burrow till the walls actually sparkled in the right light. At the moment, she was carefully scrutinizing every last person. She had even scolded Percy for not slicking back his hair properly. She was now inspecting Ron at the moment and she wasn't at all pleased.
"Ron, come here." She began to brush his hair back and had a very firm grip on his head so he wouldn't wriggle free. Every single person was primped and polished like the rest of the house. Even Fred and George looked respectable, if not disappointed (partially due to the fact that Mrs. Weasley confiscated all their new jokes that they were going to test on this girl). "There" she said, stepping back. "Now, your father should be home any minute now with her. And may Merlin help you if anyone misbehaves. Is that clear?" Everyone, not wanting to invoke her wrath again, all nodded.
Harry was nervous about meeting this girl. He turned to Ron and asked, "Do you think she'll be nice?" "I dunno," Ron replied. "Sssshhhh!" Mrs. Weasley hissed. "I think I hear them coming!"
They all heard a loud popping noise out in the yard and then a loud squeal from a gnome. Harry heard Mr. Weasley say, "Oh bother! I'm terribly sorry!" "Don't worry about it, Mr. Weasley." Harry heard her voice and immediately knew she was from New York from her accent. He also heard that her voice sounded very husky, yet feminine.
"Be ready everyone!" Mrs. Weasley whispered excitedly. Harry heard keys scraping the lock on the door. With a loud creak, the door swung open, revealing Mr. Weasley and the girl.
Actually, to Harry, girl was a bit of an understatement. The word that fit this girl more properly was.....well, a woman. She was about the same height as Harry and she seemed to overflow with an air of confidence Harry had never seen with a person. Her hair was down and Harry saw that when she stepped into the room, the sunlight from the window made the auburn in her hair shine and stand out. She had a pale, oval face that was liberally decorated with freckles. She was wearing a tight white tee shirt that had an American flag on it and jeans that looked tight to Harry, but Harry noticed that the shirt and pants showed off her curves very nicely...Harry shook himself mentally and went back to her face. He noticed her eyes just then. He saw that they were hazel colored, but something in those eyes made startled Harry. They were deep, as if she had certain peacefulness about her. She was really, rather pretty.
Mr. Weasley's voice brought Harry back to reality. "Everyone," he announced grandly. "I would like you all to meet, Elizabeth Jones." The girl...err, I mean woman, grinned and said, "Please, you can all call me Liz."
Mrs. Weasley stepped forward with her hand out and said grandly, "Welcome to our home! I would like to introduce you to everyone." As Elizabeth stepped forward to receive Mrs. Weasley's hand, her right foot caught on the back of the step, tripping her so she fell flat on her face.
Mrs. Weasley gasped and ran over to help her up. Everyone else started to giggle, but were silenced with a cold look from Mrs. Weasley. However, when Mrs. Weasley picked Liz up, everyone saw that she was laughing hysterically, bringing everyone back to his or her fit of giggles. Even Mr. and Mrs. Weasley started to laugh. Harry noticed that she looked even better when she laughed.......again he shook himself mentally.
"Whoa!" said Liz, as she wiped her tears away. "I haven't laughed this hard since...I don't know when!"
"Why don't I introduce you to everyone?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "Liz, this is my third eldest son, Percy."
"How do you do, Elizabeth?" Percy said formally with a stiff handshake. She returned the greeting by saying "Just fine, thanks!" and giving him a slap in the back that nearly knocked his glasses off.
"And these are the twins, Fred and George," Mrs. Weasley proceeded to say. "Absolutely smashing to meet you!" Fred exclaimed. "Yes", chimed in George. "Absolutely fantastic!" Fred and George both dived for her hand and she ended up crossing her arms to shake both their hands. Mrs. Weasley had a look of deep disapproval on her face, but Liz just even harder laughed again and replied with "It's great to meet you too!"
"This," Mrs. Weasley continued, "is my youngest son, Ron, and my youngest daughter, Ginny." "Hey there!" Ron said shaking her hand enthusiastically. She returned the shake with equal enthusiasm. "Wonderful to meet you!" Ginny shyly shook hands with her and quietly said, "Pleased to meet you." Liz, with a kind smile, said, "The pleasure is all mine, Ginny."
"This," progressed Mrs. Weasley, is my Ron's girlfriend, Hermione Granger." "Nice to meet you finally," Hermione said, slightly blushing from being referred to as a "girlfriend". Liz turned her head towards Ron, who was blushing as well, with a sly grin on her face. "Well, Hermione, basing my opinion on looks, you're quite the lucky girl." She gave Hermione and Ron a roguish wink each, making them blush even more.
Then she turned her eyes toward Harry. She looked him over with great interest with her warm eyes. For some reason, Harry felt extremely nervous under her gaze. "And finally," Mrs. Weasley concluded, "This is Ron and Hermione's friend, Harry Potter." A moment of surprise came into her eyes as she did the all too familiar flick up to his scar on his forehead, but within an instant it was gone. It was replaced with her warm, calm look.
Harry, starting to sweat a little, put his hand forward and said a polite, "Hello." She smiled and said "Hi." She stepped closer, a little bit closer than he would have liked. She grinned again, and said, rather seductively, to Harry's discomfort, "You know, if can say so, you're really good looking yourself." She gave him an even more mischievous wink than she had given Ron or Hermione.
Harry, wanting to get away from her, said somewhat loudly to Mrs. Weasley, "Is it time for dinner?" Mrs. Weasley said "Oh yes, dear. Everyone out to the lawn!" As Harry hurried out with everyone, he stole a look at Liz. She was behind everyone else, with a look of puzzlement and, to Harry's surprise, a keen look of determination.
Hey! Sorry again, but I have million's of things to do so it's taking me a while to upload chapters. Unfortunately, I'm going on vacation for a week or so, so I'm not going to be able to do this for a while. I'll load in a new chapter as soon as I can. The next chapter I think you're all going to enjoy and your going to get an even closer look into Liz and Harry's going to be a little less comfortable (author laughs and giggles madly here.) Thanks reading and reviewing!