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Mrs. Weasley came running toward her. She had mounds of red hair which was now held in a bun at the top of her head. She was short, although taller than Jade who at least five foot five, and on the plump side.
"Sweetheart you look tired and starved, are you hungry?" she asked. Jade's stomach took that exact time to growl making Mrs. Weasley laugh.
"Well, dinners almost ready. It really shouldn't be that much longer," she said as she scurried back over to the fire. "Bill please set an extra dish at the table for Jade and Charlie, go upstairs and get the kids."
Bill, the man with the long red hair that was pulled into a ponytail and a fang earring in his ear, pulled another dish out of the dresser and set it on the table. Charlie, the man with bright, short red hair, ascended the stairs she had just come down, two at a time.
Jade stood in the middle of the room. She causally bit her lip, the thing she did whenever she was nervous which wasn't very often. Her mom always told her that she took after her dad, mischievous and outgoing.
"Hey Jade," said an energetic voice. "I'm Nymphadora, but everyone calls me Tonks. I'm your cousin, we had the same grandfather."
"Oh, that's cool," Jade said smiling. Tonks was the sort of girl someone could really learn to enjoy. She had short violet colored hair and looked no older than her own age of fifteen almost sixteen. When Jade questioned her about her age she answered with her enthusiastic voice, "I just turned twenty last week. I take it you're about sixteen, correct?"
Jade nodded. "I'll turn it on October 31." Tonks smiled. "Oh, Halloween, awesome."
"Dinner," called Mrs. Weasley. She brought a large pot to the table where everyone was starting to sit. Jade walked over and sat down in between Remus and Tonks.
"Where did Charlie and the kids go?" she asked as she began to spoon what looked like some sort of soup into bowls.
As if on cue, Charlie came running down the stairs. "They're coming," he said flopping into a seat next to his father.
Down the stairs came two boys, twin boys. Both had red hair and freckles and they looked exactly alike. They were wearing black suits and looked very professional.
"Mother," one of them said. "Young Charles tells us that supper is being served. Is this true?"
"Yes dear," she said sighing. "Where's the rest of them?" "They're coming," the other one said.
Next a girl came down. She had bushy brown hair and was wearing a brown skirt and a white short-sleeved blouse.
"Sorry Mrs. Weasley," she said. "Ron and Harry will be down in a second." Sure enough, next down the stairs was a boy with extremely red hair. He was lanky, yet muscular and very tall. His face was covered in freckles and he had a long nose. Behind him was a boy with extremely messy black hair and a scar in the shape of a lightening bolt on his forehead. He had glasses, but behind them were the most amazing brilliantly bright green eyes that Jade had ever seen before. He was sort of muscular, wearing a dark blue polo shirt and denim jeans. Jade's eyes grew wide, as she couldn't take her eyes off of this boy.
"Company?" asked one of the twins. "Oh yes," said Mrs. Weasley nervously. "Well, umm, she's a guest. Umm, yes, Remus? Care to help?"
"Of course Molly," he said in a calm voice. "This is Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter." He motioned to each of them, much as he did with introducing the Order. "This is Jade. . . . . . . Jade Black."