"Donde esta ducha?" Kyla asked.
"Qué?" Ron asked.
Kyla rolled her eyes, grabbed the Spanish-English dictionary and flipped through it till she found the word she just said. She pointed at it and showed it to Ron. Ron read it and said, "Oh, shower. Yeah it is, right upstairs the second door on the left." Ron paused, looked through the book andthrew it aside. Then he suggested, "How about you just follow me?"
Kyla looked at him and he filled through the book and said, "Seguir … oh, that's easy, me. So seguir me."
He looked at Kyla who was trying her best to hold back laughter. Ron looked at her, feeling very self-conscious, and asked, "Qué?"
"Mucho mal gramatica," she told him with a smile. Ron started flipping through the book to see if what she said, till she stopped him by placing her hand over his and said, "La ducha por favor."
"Oh right," Ron said, and motioned her to follow him up the stairs. As he reached the bathroom he pointed to it and said, "La ducha."
"Gracias," she said and went to walk in the bathroom.
"Wait," Ron said. Kyla paused and looked at him. Ron went over to the towel closet, and pulled one out. He handed it to her and said, "Here, I wouldn't want you to walk around naked."
He cringed after he realized what he said. He felt himself started to red and Kyla took the towel and said, "Gracias."
"Da nada," Ron told her back and then said, when the door shut, "Thank God you can't understand what I'm saying."
"Hallo?" Ron heard someone cried out. "Anybody home?"
"I'm up here George," Ron called out.
"It's Fred," Fred corrected him as he climbed up the stairs to meet Ron. Fred looked at the bathroom and asked, "Oh, is Ginny in there using all the hot water?" Fred then banged on the door yelling, "Oy, Ginny come out! It's your favorite brother!"
"What are you talking about, I'm right here," Ginny told him, yawning and coming out of her room.
"Who's in there?" Fred asked looking at the bathroom.
"Probably the princess," Ginny muttered bitterly.
"She isn't a princess," Ron scolded her.
"Who is she?" Fred asked.
"She is so a princess, she picky about the heat, her food and the blanket she uses," Ginny retorted.
"Who is she?" Fred asked louder.
"Ginny, she just escaped from her abductors and she is just scared," Ron informed her.
"WHO IS SHE?" Fred asked, now yelling.
"Don't yell," Ron told him. The he explained, "She is Kyla O'Connor and we found her a couple nights ago, well she found us. She was trying to escape something, we're not sure what, and she ran into our backyard. And apparently her family knows Dumbledore because he stopped by to check on her, and she is from Dublin."
"Oh ok," Fred responded. Then he asked, "Is she a looker?"
Ginny punched Fred in the shoulder and gave him a dirty glare. Fred gave her an innocent look and Ginny explain, "Don't try that with me. And don't judge women on their looks."
"Fine, but you didn't have to punch me," Fred told her. She made a face at him, and he made on back. Then he asked, "So, where's Mum and Dad?"
"Dad had work, and Mum was doing something for the Order," Ginny explained.
"And they left Ron all alone with a strange girl?" Fred asked surprised.
"Well, mum told me something about supervising but I kinda wasn't paying attention," Ginny explained.
"So, tell me more about this Kyla," Fred suggested.
Ginny rolled her eyes and Ron said, "Well, she doesn't talk that much."
"I'm hungry, Fred make me some breakfast," Ginny demanded.
"How about I tell you all about me successful business," Fred suggested.
Ginny shrugged and went down stairs, to make herself some food. Fred followed Ginny and started talking about his business. Ron lingered in the hallway deciding on what to do. He finally decided, and went to his room. He took out a piece of paper, a quill and some ink. The he started to write,
Dear Harry,
How's your summer going? Mine's fine, nothing to eventful. Well, I did meet a girl. She's really pretty, and has brown hair with red highlights in it. She doesn't talk too much, but she had a feel about her that makes me think she wants to say more.
Ron stopped writing as he heard a loud thud. Ron knew that with Fred around, any strange noises are bad. He quickly scribbled,
Anyway, I've got to go. Fred is home, and by the sound of it, he is showing off his newest invention.
Bye, write you later,
Ron.
Ron left the letter on his desk, and quickly scrambled down the stairs to investigate the noise. He looked around and saw Ginny holding up the Spanish-English dictionary, saying, "I swear Fred, either shut up or I'll throw another book at you."
"You forget, sister dear, I can use my wand," Fred reminded her in an irritating voice.
"I don't care," Ginny snarled between her teeth.
Ginny was about to throw the book, but Ron said, "Hey, I need that book." Ron picked up on of his mother's cookbooks, handed it over to Ginny and said, "Throw this one."
Ginny nodded, and threw it at Fred. Fred dodged it and said, "Ron, you're a bad influence."
"I get it from you," Ron told Fred.
"Haha, very funny," Fred snapped at Ron. Fred plopped on the couch, and looked around. He sighed and said, "You know, I don't pity you guys. Stuck here, not old enough to Apperate and can't do magic."
Ron shrugged and said, "Well it fits us."
"Speak for yourself," Ginny said. "I want out."
"Yeah, having your own place is awesome," Fred said with a smile. His smile disappeared, and he eyes widened in awe. Then he said, his eyes never leaving the stairs, "Of course, we don't have a strange, pretty girl at our flat."
Ron followed his gaze and saw Kyla standing in the on the stairs, changed back into her normal clothes and her hair was dripping wet. She was eyeing Fred very carefully. Fred got off the couch, and went up to her. He extended his hand, and said, in a smoother then usually voice, "Hello, I'm Fred Weasley. By any chance is your name Angel because you are one?"
Kyla looked over to Ron confused and he shrugged. Kyla looked back at Fred and said, with a weak smile, "Kyla."
"Has anyone told you, you have the voice of an angel?" Fred asked, still in his smooth voice.
Kyla just smiled, a very fake smile. That seemed to satisfy Fred because he went on talking. "You know, you have beautiful blue eyes."
"Brown," Ron corrected. Fred looked at him curiously, and Ron explained, "She has beautiful brown eyes."
"Oh," Fred said, with a hint of sadness. He step down from the stairs and whispered to Ron, "Sorry, I didn't know."
"Know what?" Ron asked, truly and completely confused.
"Nothing, never mind," Fred told his brother with a mischievous. Ron felt concerned by the look, but didn't have time to think about it because Fred disappeared with a pop.
Kyla sat down on the couch and asked, "Quién esta?"
"Fred, mi…" Ron paused and looked in the dictionary and finished, "hermano."
"Oh," Kyla said, nodding her head. Then she asked, "Qué dijo él?"
Ron looked up the word dijo, found out it meant said. Then he thought about what he wanted to tell her about all the crap Fred said. The perfect words came to mind and he quickly looked them up also. He cleared his throat and said, "Mucho mierda."
Kyla let out a giggle, and smiled at Ron. Ron smiled back at her, and felt himself blush slightly. He then remembered that Kyla still had trouble saying his name, and would end up calling him Run. This thought made him smile even more and he turned to her and asked, "Puede decir tu Ron todavía?"
She ran her fingers around the base of her neck, like she was adjusting a necklace and then said, guiltily, "No. Lo siento, Run."
Ron smiled at her and placed his arm around her shoulder, showing her that it was ok. Kyla moved a little closer to Ron. Kyla was about to say something, till Ginny interrupted her by asking, "Anyone wants some breakfast? How about you Kyla? You must be starving. Come get some comida."
Albus Dumbledore was standing in the middle of a dark and dreary place. It was a beautiful sunny, summer day, but Albus couldn't see that. Where Albus stood there was very little light shining in, and the windows were small and sparing. Albus looked around and saw a table with candles, a rose and it was set for two. There were cabinets in the background, and a counter that had some dirty dishes, and a sink with dirty dishes cleaning themselves.
Albus heard a noise that sounded like two sets of feet climbing up the stairs. Severus Snape backed in his kitchen, wearing only red, silk boxers. He was smiling and raising his eyebrows at a pale girl, with deep brown wavy hair, and deep brown eyes. The girl was only wearing a deep red, Egyptian cotton sheet, which was obviously from Severus's bed. She was grinning from ear to ear, and kept blowing kisses at Severus. She then looked up and saw Albus standing in Severus's kitchen. Her mouth dropped open and she wrapped herself tighter in the sheet. Then she said, "Sevi, I didn't know you had company."
"What?" Severus asked confused. The girl nodded towards Dumbledore, and Severus turned around. His mouth also dropped open for a second, and then said, "Headmaster, I didn't realize you were here."
"Well, normally I would have sent an owl first, but this is an emergency," Albus explained, with a smile and a twinkle in his eye.
"Yes, well just give me a second to get dress," Severus said, as he and the girl ran down the stairs.
Albus let out a sigh and said, "Young love."
Severus came back up in a minute, fully dressed in a long black robe with a plain black shirt. He cleared his throat and asked, "Is there something you wanted, Headmaster?"
"First let me apologized for interrupting," Albus said, with a smile. Severus nodded and Albus continued, "But the real reason I came here is, I need you to make a potion."
"That's it?" Severus responded angrily. He took a couple breaths and asked, calmly, "Which potion?"
"The one for the hex, heliticos," Albus informed him.
Severus stared Albus down and said, "That isn't a grantee. Whom do you want it for?"
"You don't know?" Albus asked surprised.
"I haven't heard of any Death Eaters being ordered to use that hex on anyone, but one they could have for fun," Severus told him.
"I'm starting to doubt that Voldemort had anything to do with this," Albus theorized.
"Who then?" Severus asked.
"I'm still working on that," Albus told him. Then he asked, "Do you think you can make the potion?"
"It will take me around a week," Severus told him.
"Try and hurry it up," Albus asked of him. Then he said, "This is for someone very important. Thank you, by the way."
Albus then disappeared with a pop. The girl, who was still wrapped up in a sheet, came out and asked, "What was all that about Sevi?"
"I have to make a potion for Dumbledore," Severus informed the girl. "Sorry Celia, I guess our vacation will have to end early."
"Or, you could hurry up and make the potion, then we can get back to our vacation," Celia suggested, smiling sweetly at him.
"I knew I married you for a reason," Severus told her as he leaned in to kiss her passionately.
A/N: there, I had to write about Snape for my friend! (Gee, I wonder what her name is!) Also, there will be some Oliver in the up coming chapters, and some Draco, and some Harry (but nothing really too important stuff with Harry).
Thanks to anyone who reviewed! thanks so much! eckles, onlyonceinforever, Snape's Gurl, and Darcy! love you all so much! and to everyone who wnats to know her secert, well that's why it is a mystery! but it will be revealed! so yeah! and thanks for reviewing!
