Chapter 23.

After dinner Francheska went up to Ginnys old room where all the girls were sleeping. Luke and Lara soon joined her looking nervous. Luke spoke first.

'Urm . . .ok. . .why did you smile at us when you came in? it was like you knew us or something.'

'I do.'

The twins goggled at her. She undid her jacket and showed them the Weird Sisters top Luke had let her borrow, smiling all the while at the look on their faces.

'You're – you're – but –'

'Yes I'm that muggle girl you met at school.'

'But how?'

'Very simple Lara. Illusion charm, ands a bloody strong one at that. Everything about my mother is true. But I have my dad now and he hasn't rejected me. I have a family.'

She had started crying but was smiling none-the-less.

'Well dear cousin, its about time you knew some family history.'

And again Francheska found herself being told about the world in which she belonged.

They began with the marriage of their parents in July 1995, a few weeks after Sirius death (?). they were given the news of Charlie's death when they came back from their honeymoon. The first Weasley to be killed after Fudge had finally admitted to Voldemort being back.

Not even a year later, newly appointed Order members Fred and George were murdered by Malfoy Sr., on their first mission.

Bill and a very pregnant Fleur were able to make it to the Trio's graduation, but Bill was called away on an emergency at the Ministry. Another death. The day the Ministry of Magic almost fell.

Percy was the last to be killed in the war. Although Voldemort had been killed 2 years prior, Death Eaters were still keeping the magical world on the edge.

After hearing about the fact most of her family were dead, they were soon talking about much happier things and Francheska felt as if she had grown up among them her whole life.

After breakfast the next day Ron was having trouble getting the Potter lot up and ready. They really weren't morning people. Lincon was the last to get up. Cursing Harry, Ron shouted up the stairs.

'LINCON LILY POTTER GET UP NOW OR I'LL TAKE YOUR GIFT FROM MOONY AWAY AND KEEP IT UNTIL YOU GRADUAUTE!'

The girl was sitting at the table in record time holding onto a stuffed wolf for dear life.

'That was easy.'

Francheska just sat back and watched her family running around here and there, grabbing food and every other opportunity. Lincon was surprisingly the first one ready.

'Francheska?'

the older girl started and looked down at the younger one.

'Yeah?'

'I just wanted to say I'm really glad you're here. I've never seen Uncle Ron so happy before. It's really nice to have another older cousin as well.'

'Thank you. It feels great suddenly having younger 'sisters' and having found my dad.'

'Lin, come on, we're going to be late!'

'Coming Uncle Ron!'

she turned back to the older girl who could have passed as her mother.

'See you soon then.'

'Yeah . . . goodbye.'

'Bye.'

She watched as her 3 young cousins disappeared into the flames. Ron turned back to his daughter.

'I won't be long ok? I'll be back to collect you as it'll be quite a shock as it is.'

She only nodded and gave her father a huge hug, which he returned.

'See you soon dad.'

Again, amazed, she watched Ron throw some powder into the flames, stepped in, shouted 'Potter Mansion' and disappeared with green flames. A sudden glint in her eye made Molly look worriedly at her as she ran up the stair two at a time, still in her nightgown and dressing gown and threw open the door to the girls room and began rooting through her cousins cloths. Lara glanced up at her, her eyebrows raised.

'Why thank you very much for asking.'

'I know, but I really need some very un-me cloths.'

'Well I better get started than hadn't I?'

within minutes she was back down stairs trying to be as quite as possible while putting her trainers on, but Molly caught her and instead of scowling at her obviously running after her dad new granddaughter, she just smiled and walked away. Francheska stood frozen with shock after her grand-mama, but took advantage and ran over to the fire and copied her father, shouting 'Potter Mansion.'

She was spinning and starting to feel very sick. She closed her eyes tight and followed Luke's instructions about keeping her elbows in tight. Without warning, the spinning stopped and she landed flat on her face on a cold marble floor. She stood up and tried to get rid of all the soot that covered her, before she remembered about her wand. With the soot gone, she took a look around her and she saw that she was in a long hallway with doors leading of at equal intervals. At the end was a large window, from floor to ceiling, which looked over a meander in a lake. She looked to her left and saw a large marble staircase. She saw her father walking up the stairs and turn left, down another corridor. She followed quietly making sure her trainers didn't squeak. She stopped at the door her father walked through.

'Harry, you got to come to the Bur –'

She frowned. Why did he suddenly stop?

'Hermione?'

Her eyes widened. No she can't be here!

'Hello Ron.'

Shit it is!

'What are you doing here? And where did you gain 3 extra kids?'

'Ron sit down mate.'

She watched her father sit down gobsmaked at the settee she could only see the back of.

'The 3 other children are mine.'

She closed her eyes and tried to count to 10. so she had 3 siblings. Wonderful.

'Is it true?'

Ron had lost his shocked face and had replaced it with a stony look instead.

'What?'

'Isittrueyourhusbandbeatsyou?'

This time Franceska was horrified. Was this why she was so cold towards me?

As her mother told her story, her hatred towards the older woman evaporated quicker than water in the Sahara. She unconsciously walked forwards. By the end she was on her knees and tears pouring down her face.

'Mum?'