Disclaimer – This is a continuation of 'The most disliked first-year at Hogwarts'. We don't own blah blah blah. We're in Harry that lots 6th yr so Tal her mates are 2nd yrs and Aidan is a 1st year. We make several references to what has happened in the previous stories, so it would be best if you had read those two first.

Family Problems

Chapter 3

The Burrow,

"Those are some lovely dress robes Tal" Mrs Weasley said as Tal modelled her light and airy dress robes. She had been given money by the school to buy all of her school supplies as her own family vault had been permanently closed by the ministry when Voldemort became Voldemort.

"Thank you" Tal mumbled. She went upstairs, changed into a hippy t-shirt and ripped jeans (both borrowed from Ginny) and went down to tea. The others were already eating when she arrived and took her usual seat between Ron and Ginny.

While they were all eating pudding an owl arrived, landing in front of Mrs Weasley. She opened the letter from its leg.

"It's from Charlie" she said happily.

"Read it out mum" Ginny said happily.

"Dear Mum and Dad and everyone else,

I've got some good news, some bad news and some more good news. The first good news is that I'm not going to be working in Romania with the dragons any more, I bet your pleased about that mum because you never liked the idea in the first place. The bad news is I won't be living at home for most of the year either. But the other good news about that is my new job is in the British Isles so I'll be able to visit. I'll be coming home 2 days before the little ones go back to school. See you then.

Love Charlie"

"I'm not little!" Ron shouted.

"Well, I'm pleased that Charlie isn't working with those horrible beasts!" Mrs Weasley said sounding pleased. "You lot better not ever have anything to do with dragons, dangerous creatures…"

"Oh yeah, we didn't tell mum about Norbert, did we" Ron muttered to himself.

Back at The Grangers' House – when Mr Granger gets home,

"He did what!?!" Aidan could here his dad, shouting at what his mum and Hermione were saying. Aidan was writing in his journal, which no one knew he kept when his dad burst in. "What this I here about jokes, chocolate and dress robes?" he asked angrily.

"I kind of bought some jokes and some chocolate with my money instead of my school stuff so…um…Hermione bought it for me" Aidan said quietly.

"You spent how much on those?" Aidan's dad demanded.

"£40" Aidan mumbled.

"WHAT!" Aidan's dad shouted. "You're grounded! No going out until you go back to school and I want all those jokes put in the bin! And what about your dress robes?!?" his dad was extremely angry. Aidan just pulled the robes out and showed them to him. "Leather? You bought leather robes!?!"

"Yes" Aidan mumbled. His dad threw them at him.

"Not only are you grounded but no TV, no music, you'll do all of Hermione's chores as well as your own, you will go to bed at 9:00 every night and…"

"9:00! That's not fair. Hermione let me buy the robes!" Aidan protested, before clamping a hand over his mouth. "Shit" he mumbled quietly.

"What was that!?! I do not tolerate swearing in this house!" his dad shouted.

"S-S-Sorry dad" Aidan stuttered.

"It's too late for sorry, now no TV…" his dad said, unplugging Aidan's TV before picking it up. "No music…" he pulled his CD player off his table and put it on top of the TV. "And you need to empty the bins, put the washing out and empty the dishwasher" his dad told him coldly before walking out of the room. "Oh, and bring all those jokes downstairs." he said as an afterthought. Aidan collapsed onto his bed unhappily and only looked up when Hermione walked in and dumped all his school books, wand, trunk and cauldron on the bed.

"Thanks for doing my chores for me" she said happily before walking off. Aidan picked up a pillow and threw it at the door and it hit it with a loud thump.

The Dursleys,

Dear Sirius,

How are you? I'm really bored. I've gotten all of my school things but there's still a week and a bit before school starts. Dudley's being a prat as usual, only now he thinks he can sing! That's a laugh! Please write back.

Harry.

Harry put the short letter in an envelope before tying it to Hedwig's leg.

"Take this to Sirius Hedwig, and then hurry back. I want to write to Professor Lupin" Harry told Hedwig who hooted and flew out of the window. Harry sighed after a few minutes and picked up his new Care Of Magical Creatures book. "Oh no, not Dragons Hagrid" Harry mumbled, seeing that the title of the book was 'Dragons and other Magical Beings' and had a picture of a violent dragon on the front.

The Burrow (2 days before going to Hogwarts),

Everyone was sat at breakfast when the fire flared up green and Charlie appeared with 2 suitcases.

"Oh good, I was hoping to catch breakfast" he said as he walked forward.

"Charlie!" All the Weasley's said happily. Mrs Weasley squealed and jumped up to hug him before pushing him down into her vacated seat and handing him a plate with bacon and eggs on it. The suitcases lay forgotten by the fireplace.

"So, you lot looking forward to going back to Hogwarts…who's this?" Charlie asked, for the first time noticing Tal.

"Oh this is Tal, she stayed over for the summer" Ginny said to her big brother.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Charlie. Did you all take Care of Magical Creatures?" Charlie asked, looking at his plate.

"Yes, why?" Ron asked.

"I just wondered if it ran in the family, dragons you know" Charlie said quietly.

"Oh, right" Ron said confused.

"Well everyone eat up before it gets cold, then Charlie can tell us about his new job" Mrs Weasley said happily.

"Sorry mum, it's a secret" Charlie said to her grinning.

"A secret? Why would a job here be a secret?" Mrs Weasley asked worried. "You've not picked another outrageously dangerous job have you because if you have…"

"It's not…bad really. Just don't wanna tell yah about it yet" Charlie said.

"What did I do to get sons like you and Bill?" Mrs Weasley asked herself before going upstairs.

"Just pure dumb luck I guess!" Charlie shouted after her. Then he started eating his food, finally.