Harry woke up screaming. Destiny ran in, instantly, and Harry told her he was fine. She told him that the Weasleys would be over in a half an hour, and he had to be ready. He was puzzled at why he was screaming. Harry hardily remembered his dream. All he remembered was red.. Red like a Weasleys hair.

No matter, Harry thought, pushing the thoughts aside, and pulled the sheets off. He felt like he had been run over by a semi-truck and dragged a mile. The last time he felt like that was when Voldemort put him under the Crucitus curse.. His scar was pounding with pain. He put a cold cloth on his forehead to ease the pain off.

Harry stomped down the stairs, and heard Destiny singing loudly, "Tis the season to be jolly! Fulalalalalala!" And called over his shoulder, "Wrong season, Destiny!"

Harry decided not to eat, as when he was at the Weasleys, Mrs. Weasley usually made him eat a whole cow. Or it seemed like it. Harry sat in the living room, where Snape was waiting with him, as if making sure Harry would leave properly.

With boredom, Harry pondered on the 'What if' world. Wondering what life would be like if his parents lived. Maybe they would have had a daughter after him. She would have red hair, like Mum, and brown eyes like Dad. Her best friend would be Ginny. Harry gave a little shake of his head.

Severus asked, "Why were you screaming?"

Harry snapped back to reality, and wondered if he should tell him. "Nightmare." He finally said. He decided not to do something stupid. I can do that after I am at Ron's.

"Do you get them often?" Severus asked, keen to figure out more information.

Okay, Snape being nice is scaring me. Harry shrugged, "Not really. Depends how tired I am I guess."

Then, Harry cast his look at the fire, hoping desperately, he would not question me further. He did not. He then saw three figures, laughing, fall out of the fire. Harry stood up, and helped Ron up, the twins got up themselves.

Destiny looked at the red headed boys, curiously, and the boys her. Snape sneered, "When you have stopped staring at my house elf. You can take away Potter."

Fred, at least Harry thought it was, grinned, "Sorry Professor. We have not seen a house elf so dressed before."

Ron asked, "Where is your Firebolt? We are going to play Quidditch!"

"Its up in my room."

Fred and George took off, and Destiny followed, shouting, "You are not to be running in the manor, Mr. Weasleys!"

Snape rolled his eyes, and muttered something Harry did not quite catch, which brought them back into the living room. "Potter will go and get his broom himself. I will not have you both, and my deranged house elf, running around in my home."

The twins laughed, and one of them said, "She is only like that because you are her Master."

"Actually, she is only like that because Potter is here." Snape snapped back.

Harry rolled my eyes, and quickly ran to get his room. When he came back, the Weasley twins had taught Destiny another song. They were singing along, Ron trying to keep a straight face, and Snape gritting his teeth.

"Daisy, daisy, give me your answer true. I'm half crazy, over the love of you.. It won't be a stylish marriage.." The three sang.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, NOW!" Snape barked.

The three stopped, and Ron went over to the fire. He took some floo, and threw it in, yelling, "The Burrow!" He left.

The twins went next.

He looked at Snape, "What time should I come back at?"

"Ten at the latest, I suppose." Gee, for a minute there, I swear to God he was being nice.

Harry nodded, "See ya later, Professor!" Then he went to the fire, and disappeared.

Once Harry got to the Weasley House, he saw Percy was home. He was hugged by Mrs. Weasley, and Ginny blushed, and walked out of the room. Percy shook Harry's hand. Fred and George started mimicking Percy, as Ron grinned, "Let's go play Quidditch!"

They played Quidditch until dark, and came in for dinner. Harry spent quality time with the Weasley family. Ron insisted he re-polish the Firebolt. Ron polished it, and Percy started talking to Harry, asking what it was like at Snape's house.

"It is actually not that bad.. He has got a major temper, but I usually stay in my room, or talk to the house elf; Destiny." Harry smiled thoughtfully. Destiny should marry Dobby. Destiny and Dobby.. house elf. I don't think house elves have last names do they? I'd have to ask Destiny..

Before Harry went, he tripped over Ron who was lying down, and Percy snatched Harry's arm before he fell down the stairs.

"Thanks." He said.

He nodded, but had not let go. Harry yanked his arm away, and looked at him strangely, then walked to the fireplace. Percy was always a strange fellow..

He bid the family fair well, and came through at 10 that evening on the dot, at the Snape Manor. It was dark. Harry assumed Snape was out. So, he decided to be quiet for a change. He headed up the stairs, and suddenly, Harry's mind was whipped blank...