Author's Note: I think this chapter will be a bit long. And hopefully it won't be entirely too long.
Chapter Two:
As Bella continued to sleep, a pair of red-haired, freckle-faced twins apparated right in the middle of the room; neither of them acknowledged Bella's presence and continued to be submerged in their conversation.
"We should really start testing those Nosebleed Nougats soon otherwise we'll never get them to work properly," suggested the boy on the left.
"True George, but do you really want to test them now? Mum will think we were fighting or something if we can't get it to stop bleeding," replied the twin on the right. Just the he looked over on the bed that currently held Bella, who was still sleeping peacefully.
"Hey Fred, who do you suppose that is?" asked George as he started to head toward the bed, "look she's asleep on our Nosebleed Nougats, looks like most of them are underneath her."
"Well what do you want me to do?"
"Let's wake her up…no Fred! Not like that! Do you want your face rearranged by a hex or something?" whispered George to Fred who was about to throw a glass of water in Bella's face. Fred, crestfallen, put the glass down and proceeded to wake Bella up in a normal fashion.
"Huh, what's going on?" asked Bella. As her eyes slowly went into focus she could have sworn she was seeing double, then realized who they must be: Fred and George Weasley, the infamous trouble makers Charlie had told her about. They both look like Charlie did when he was in school, Bella thought.
"We just woke you up cos you're kinda in our room," Fred replied.
"Oh, very sorry about that I had no idea where I was going. And I'm really sorry about your candy, I can get you some more if you'd like," Bella said as she realized about 2 dozen smashed up pieces of candy.
"Don't worry about them, it wasn't a big deal anyways," George said.
"Alright, if you say so, just don't say that I didn't offer. By the way, I'm Bella O'Reilly and I believe you both are Fred and George."
"Nice to meet you," replied the twins in perfect unison.
"Wait, how do you know us?" asked Fred curiously.
"Well, I'm an old friend of your brother Charlie, we went to Hogwarts together." Wow, they are almost exact replicas of Charlie, this is weird.
"Oh, you do look familiar now that you mention it," George said after thinking for a minute, his voice was full of uncertainty.
"Yeah, I've been to the Burrow a few times when I was younger. Uh do either of you know what time it is?" Bella asked after she had looked around the room searching for a wall clock and finding none.
"It's around 6:30, I believe," said Fred.
"Thanks, if you'll excuse me, I'm going downstairs. I'm sure I'll see you in a bit," said Bella as she got up and walked out the door.
As Bella reached the bottom of the stairs, she could hear the combined voices of everyone in the kitchen. Too bad Charlie isn't here, it would be so good to hear his voice, or see him for that matter, she thought as she entered the kitchen. Mr. Weasley and Bill were discussing something quietly in a corner and Bill grinned at Bella as she entered the room. Mundungus Fletcher was sitting a smoking a pipe, filling the room with smoke. Bella turned and spotted a witch who was sporting bubblegum pink hair.
"Tonks?! Is that you?" Bella cried as she walked nearer to the witch.
"Bella, you're all grown up I see. It's so good to see friendly family members," Tonks replied as she and Bella pulled out of an embrace. Just then, Bella spotted a young boy who didn't need an introduction: Harry Potter. He was accompanied by another red-haired Weasley and a girl with bushy brown hair. Bella watched Sirius' face light up as he saw Harry. That's right, Harry's his godson. That would explain that.
Bella sat quietly for a bit, observing the interactions between everyone. Soon she learned Ron Weasley, the youngest of the Weasley brothers, was one of Harry's best friends. The other was the brown-headed girl who Bella learned to be Hermione, and discovered that she was incredibly intelligent. Fred and George were bewitching the food and drinks to float into the air and land on the table while Mrs. Weasley yelled at them to quit using magic and carry them normally. Bella grinned as the twins almost severed Sirius' right hand with a bread knife and thought it best not to laugh, for fear of causing more trouble.
For awhile, no one took notice of Bella, which she preferred because she'd rather listen than talk. As her profession required her, she needed to know the characteristics of the people she was around at all times, just incase one might be a dark wizard. While everyone was helping themselves to the evening meal, Harry finally took notice of Bella's presence. He leaned over and whispered something across the table to Sirius who then looked over at Bella and smiled.
"Before we continue this fine meal," Sirius began, "I'd like to introduce you to a good friend, Bella O'Reilly." As that was said, everyone turned to look at Bella, who was started to feel her heart rate speed up immensely. She was going to have to say something.
"Hello everyone," Bella began, her nerves were beginning to slow down, "I've have the pleasure to know some of you very well. But I'm glad to see some new faces. To those who are unfamiliar with me, my full name is Bella Aurora O'Reilly. I'm an American Auror and I've been one for a few years now." Harry, Ron, and Hermione's faces were looking with deep interest and their eyes were pleading to know if Bella had actually caught a Dark Wizard. But the look Bella gave them showed that she had in fact not caught any Dark Wizards.
"I also may want to let you all know some things about me. Firstly, I am a metamorphmagus, which means some days you may not recognize me. And secondly I'm a werewolf. I was bit when I was very young and I do take the Wolfsbane potion like I should so there shouldn't be any need to worry," Bella finished. Those who knew Bella knew her fragile condition, not only being a werewolf, but having a troublesome past that she wanted to keep secret. The others who were just meeting her (mainly Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the only Weasley girl, Ginny) kept eyeing her with interest. And Bella knew deep down that they would be discussing her condition and career with deep interest later that night.
Everyone went back to their meals and Bella joined a conversation with Bill. He was telling her about this French girl he had met, Fleur Delacour. Bella acted as if she was very interested, but her ears were listening to conversations down the table. Mundungus Fletcher was telling hilarious stories to Fred, George and Ron and all of them had tears running down their faces from all the laughing they were doing. I think I'm actually enjoying this, Bella thought as started on her dessert.
"Well, it's nearly time for bed don't you think?" asked Mrs. Weasley while stifling a yawn. Bella silently agreed, she was still tired from the drastic time difference and her body was almost begging her to go to bed.
"Not just yet Molly," Sirius began as his direction turned to Harry. "You know I'm surprised you haven't asked any questions about Voldemort yet, Harry. I figured those would be the first words out of your mouth as soon as walked in."
"I did! Just ask Ron and Hermione, but they wouldn't tell me anything. They just said that we couldn't be in the Order," Harry began. Bella looked over to Lupin who was beginning to look wary. The expression on his face said that he knew where the conversation was heading. Bella was slightly confused.
"What Order?" she asked curiously. A few people gave Bella a look as if she had sprouted two heads.
"Why the Order of the Phoenix, of course!" exclaimed Mr. Weasley.