I had this crazy idea for a while and it just had to be put down. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter One: Surprise!
It was dinnertime at the Weasley's. Chaos reigned as the large family squeezed around the table with very close friends of the family trying to find places themselves. Friendly fights, teasing and loud outbursts of laughter filled the house between eating and complimenting Mrs. Weasley. It was no surprise then that no one heard the door.
The knocks became louder, and then a lone voice gave a clear "Hello?" The family stopped talking. Mrs. Weasley started to get up but Ron was already on his feet. "I'll get it Mum."
He went to the front door and was surprised to see a girl sitting on piles of luggage. She jumped up and held out her hand. "Hi. I was getting scared that no one was home. I didn't want to drag all my stuff back to the hotel room. I guess that's what I deserve since I didn't call ahead." She shrugged her small shoulders and shook her long hair. It was the lightest blond that Ron had ever seen.
Ron cleared his voice. "Is there something I can help you with?"
The blond laughed. "Sure. I definitely can use a hand moving my suitcases inside."
"I'm sorry I think ---"
"Ron, honey, who's at the door?" Mrs. Weasley had left the table and stood next to her son. "Ah, are you lost dear?"
The girl frowned, and pulled out a piece of paper out of her pocket. "I'm looking for the home of Arthur and Molly Weasley."
"Then you found it. Are you looking for Arthur?" She turned to call to her husband.
"It's okay, Mrs. Weasley. I'm sorry I'm two days early. My flight left early and my plans in London fell through. I hope that this isn't an inconvenience.
"What is, dear?"
The smiled, lighting up her whole face. "I'm your exchange student."
"Gwendolyn, Gwendolyn. Forgive me. Things have been so hectic getting the children ready for school. I just forgot about you." The girl gave a little smile. "Come in, come in. Arthur. Gwendolyn is here."
A tall balding man came up behind Mrs. Weasley. "Gwendolyn, you're right on time to join us for supper."
The girl looked flustered. The parents seemed pleased to see her but their son was frowning some fierce. "I'd hate to interrupt."
"No interruption at all. Just squeeze into a spot and make yourself at home."
"My luggage?"
Mr. Weasley told her not to worry about and led her inside.
Gwendolyn never such a small table being crowded around by such a number of people. The kitchen seemed very cozy and nice and small. She felt a lump rise in her throat. Is the rest of the year going to be like this?
"Gwendolyn, all of the red heads are our crew. That's Percy, Bill and Charlie, just visiting during their summer vacation." She gave a small wave. "Ginny is a year younger than you; she's our baby. And Ron's your age." Gwendolyn nodded to herself. All these names. "These are some friends of the family, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter."
There was a pause as everyone held his or her breath. Harry began to play his bangs. "Hello everyone. It's a pleasure to meet you all." They let it all out.
Mrs. Weasley squeezed Gwendolyn between herself and Ginny. "Gwendolyn is going to stay here with us for the school year. She's an exchange student from Canada."
The dinner table was eerily quiet. Only the sound of forks and knives on plates echoed in the house. Gwendolyn felt so awkward, she turned to make small talk to the girl name Ginny when she saw the water pitcher be lifted from the table and neatly pour itself into a glass.
Gwendolyn violently pushed her chair from the table. With her finger pointing at the still suspended glass, "What is that?"
Molly turned to the girl in surprised. "My dear weren't you raised in a magical family. You're a Squib, right?"
Gwendolyn shook her head. "I was raised at boarding schools and water pitchers don't fly."
The table broke into heated arguments.
Chapter One: Surprise!
It was dinnertime at the Weasley's. Chaos reigned as the large family squeezed around the table with very close friends of the family trying to find places themselves. Friendly fights, teasing and loud outbursts of laughter filled the house between eating and complimenting Mrs. Weasley. It was no surprise then that no one heard the door.
The knocks became louder, and then a lone voice gave a clear "Hello?" The family stopped talking. Mrs. Weasley started to get up but Ron was already on his feet. "I'll get it Mum."
He went to the front door and was surprised to see a girl sitting on piles of luggage. She jumped up and held out her hand. "Hi. I was getting scared that no one was home. I didn't want to drag all my stuff back to the hotel room. I guess that's what I deserve since I didn't call ahead." She shrugged her small shoulders and shook her long hair. It was the lightest blond that Ron had ever seen.
Ron cleared his voice. "Is there something I can help you with?"
The blond laughed. "Sure. I definitely can use a hand moving my suitcases inside."
"I'm sorry I think ---"
"Ron, honey, who's at the door?" Mrs. Weasley had left the table and stood next to her son. "Ah, are you lost dear?"
The girl frowned, and pulled out a piece of paper out of her pocket. "I'm looking for the home of Arthur and Molly Weasley."
"Then you found it. Are you looking for Arthur?" She turned to call to her husband.
"It's okay, Mrs. Weasley. I'm sorry I'm two days early. My flight left early and my plans in London fell through. I hope that this isn't an inconvenience.
"What is, dear?"
The smiled, lighting up her whole face. "I'm your exchange student."
"Gwendolyn, Gwendolyn. Forgive me. Things have been so hectic getting the children ready for school. I just forgot about you." The girl gave a little smile. "Come in, come in. Arthur. Gwendolyn is here."
A tall balding man came up behind Mrs. Weasley. "Gwendolyn, you're right on time to join us for supper."
The girl looked flustered. The parents seemed pleased to see her but their son was frowning some fierce. "I'd hate to interrupt."
"No interruption at all. Just squeeze into a spot and make yourself at home."
"My luggage?"
Mr. Weasley told her not to worry about and led her inside.
Gwendolyn never such a small table being crowded around by such a number of people. The kitchen seemed very cozy and nice and small. She felt a lump rise in her throat. Is the rest of the year going to be like this?
"Gwendolyn, all of the red heads are our crew. That's Percy, Bill and Charlie, just visiting during their summer vacation." She gave a small wave. "Ginny is a year younger than you; she's our baby. And Ron's your age." Gwendolyn nodded to herself. All these names. "These are some friends of the family, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter."
There was a pause as everyone held his or her breath. Harry began to play his bangs. "Hello everyone. It's a pleasure to meet you all." They let it all out.
Mrs. Weasley squeezed Gwendolyn between herself and Ginny. "Gwendolyn is going to stay here with us for the school year. She's an exchange student from Canada."
The dinner table was eerily quiet. Only the sound of forks and knives on plates echoed in the house. Gwendolyn felt so awkward, she turned to make small talk to the girl name Ginny when she saw the water pitcher be lifted from the table and neatly pour itself into a glass.
Gwendolyn violently pushed her chair from the table. With her finger pointing at the still suspended glass, "What is that?"
Molly turned to the girl in surprised. "My dear weren't you raised in a magical family. You're a Squib, right?"
Gwendolyn shook her head. "I was raised at boarding schools and water pitchers don't fly."
The table broke into heated arguments.