Hello people/reviewers/Maggie! Sorry for the wait. Truly I am. Actually, I wasn't planning on writing this fan fiction at all anymore but my friends cough cough mary and Maggie made me. Cruel world, I know. Oh well, I suppose this fan fiction is fun to write, okay a lot of fun, but either way, I suck at it. This chapter really doesn't cover much...oh well. Anyway, without further ado, chapter 2(okay chapter five, but I like to rhyme)

Disclaimer-Didn't do it. Don't understand? Too bad.

Chapter 5- Arriving Home (stupid title but I couldn't think of n e thing else)

All right, so things had been a bit shook up with the news of Katie's parents. She seemed to be pretty good at not thinking about it, and was even ok when Fred and George started raving about there mother being evil and threatening them to either be good boys, or get no presents for Christmas. Oh, they also decided to go home to see their parents, brothers, and little sister. (There sure are a lot of them!) Speaking of parents I got a reply from mine saying that of course Katie could stay. Like they would dare say no to their little angel. Yes, I am a little spoiled. You may think that it is all great being spoiled but I hate it sometimes. Yeah, I am probably the only one. But I mean, I agree with what my forth grade muggle teacher used to say. She said that everyone needs something but no one needs everything. I personally agree. I mean, if you have everything, you cant really appreciate what you have, because you always want more. I don't know, it is kind of hard to explain. Not everyone agrees with me, and I am not trying to get anyone to, but that's just the way my mind works.

Okay, so it's the morning of winter holidays and the day we take the train home around about 9:00 and I decided to get out of bed (even though we still had and hour until the train came) and take a shower. I get out of the shower and see Katie doing her hair and Alicia packing. They were talking and joined me into the conversation the second I opened the door.

"Lets see what Lina thinks. Lina, should I wear my hair up or down?" She asked.

"Whatever floats you boat." I said kneeling and packing myself

"You two are no help are you? That's exactly what Alicia said! And I can't believe you

didn't pack yet! We are due in 30 minutes!"

"I took a thirty minute shower? I thought it was longer" I said ignoring her complaints.

Katie rolled her eyes. "You two are hopeless!"

"Us? You're the one who is bugging us how to wear your hair! I mean please Katie "

There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" I asked standing by the door.

"Me, Fred, and Lee"

I opened the door, surprised. "How did you-"

"Interesting," said Fred, examining the room. "Same beds,"

"Hey! No fair! Look at their tub! That thing is fit for a queen! How come we only get a puny shower stall?"

"Because you never clean yourself as it is. Now how did you get up here?" I repeated

"Old secret, actually, a quite new one. Anyway, you ladies ready to go?"

I clicked my trunk closed.

"Yup, just about oh don't bother to ask Katie, I think we all know she is." Katie stuck her tongue out at me.

"Rudeness!" she said.

"Can someone please help me close my trunk?" Alicia asked trying to shove the top down. George walked up to her and opened the trunk, taking everything out.

"Hey! Stop George! It took me forever to put every thing in there!"

He ignored her and muttered a spell under his breath. The clothes flew folded into the trunk, and the lid closed with a click.

The look on Alicia's face was priceless. A mixture of utter shock and admiration filled her eyes. George on the other hand, had an odd look plastered on his face. Not the usual look of mischief but more of a kind, odd sort of a look. A look I have never seen him give anyone.

"Uh...thanks." Alicia said uneasily.

"Show off." Lee muttered under his breath.

Just then a thought struck me.

Duh! George like Alicia. And by the looks of it, Alicia likes him back.

Fred nudged me and whispered in my ear. "Perhaps we should leave these two alone."

Lee, who was listening in on mine and Fred's conversation sniggered.

"GEORGE AND ALICIA SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-" Katie covered his mouth and pushed him along down the stairs. Alicia and George came out of their trance and looked up, each equally as red.

Alicia broke the awkward silence "Well, ah- we should be going, the train will be leaving soon" I reached for my trunk but Fred was to quick. He grabbed it by the handle, and easily pulled it down the windy staircase. George fallowed his lead with Alicia's case.

"Well then," I said, when the twins had left. "Shall we take Katie's down for her? She seems to have her handful with Lee already." With much more difficultly than Fred and

George had had, we finally made it down the stairs.

"Katie, would you rather freeze to death of be buried alive?" George asked later on the

train ride home.

"Freeze to death, no buried alive...no freeze to death..."

"Okay, we'll go with that." Fred said impatiently. "Lee, would you rather be a squib or a muggle?"

"That's easy, a squib. At least then I would have some interaction with the wizarding world."

"Good point," I said taking a bite out of some long, stringy candy that tasted like a cherry. I wonder what that was... Suddenly, lights from the train station appeared. The train rolled to a stop.

"We are here!" Lee said excitedly, standing up. "Come my darling," he said holding out his hand to take mine.

"Please be nice Lee," I begged. "My parents are here"

"So, this is my room. You can either sleep on the bed that pulls out from the wall," a pressed a button revealing a twin sized bed, "Or you can go into the adjoined bedroom. Up to you"

"I think ill just stay in here for now, ill be more comfortable in the same room. I can't believe how big your house is though! I mean, you have your own game room, and your own fireplace for using floo powder!"

I was speechless. It never occurred to me that other people didn't have it as good. I mean, I had grown up with money, and was quite used to having what I wanted, when I wanted it. It kinda goes along with the whole 'being spoiled' deal.

"uh...thanks..." I said, "so...what do you want to do?"

"Angel, time for dinner!" My moms muffled voice came through the door.

"Well, that takes care of that problem." I said and started my way down the stairs for my first meal at home in nearly four months.

The dinner consist of mostly my parents asking myself and Katie questions, and us replying with yes or no. My parents were just under interrogating Katie, to see what kind of person she was.

"So, you are basically an orphan?"

"Yes." Katie answered shyly.

"Who takes care of you then? Surely you don't just fend for yourself?"

"Well, my aunt usually takes care of me, but I am usually at Hogwarts anyway, and she goes to Ireland every Christmas with my uncle. They don't really like company."

"Ahh..." said my father, absorbing the information. He worked as a muggle lawyer, and I don't think he really understood the wizarding world, even when they did the same things as muggles.

"Dad, I think me and Katie are going to OWL one of my other friends, Alicia. Is it ok if she and two other of my friends come over tomorrow? I know you two wont be home," I exchanged glances with Katie, "but we wont set the house on fire, leave the country, or travel by floo powder." I gave him my best set of puppy dog eyes and innocent smile.

He looked at my mom, who nodded and spoke. "Sure darling, just make sure you don't tear up the house too much."

"Thanks mom!" I said, gave her a quick hug and was off to my room with Katie.

"Man, you can do basically anything cant you?" Katie asked in my room when we were out of my parents' earshot.

"Yup, pretty much. They never came out and said it, but I am sure that I am not aloud to have guys over while my parents aren't home. But then again, they don't have to know."

Well like it? I doubt it. I know I suck at writing. I actually just made a deal with my friend, as long as I get five reviews from five different people, I post another chapter. No reviews, no chapter. I suppose they should be decent too, but they can criticize my writing and/or me. Well you know what to do, review! (hehehehe I rhyme more!)

Maggie! Maggie! Would you rather freeze to death or be buried alive? I always thought it was burned alive. Oh well, anyway, I miss summerscape!!! I am starting to feel depressed, and it is all Brett's fault! Hem, sorry people, inside joke.