(A/N I just want to thank kimmystarr for reviewing cause it made me get up off my butt and actually write!!! Well, here it is…hope you like it. And review please, cause that's what makes me write…all my adoring fans. Lol, sorry…I'm weird. Oh, and I meant to write this at the beginning of the last chapter. More thanks are given at the end…

Chapter Ten

The Burrow

It didn't feel hot, more like warm breath than anything else.

"The Burrow!" she screamed as loud as she could as she inhaled smoke and ash.

Jenna whirred around and around and fireplace after fireplace rushed past her until she thought she was going to be sick.

Suddenly she stopped as her body hit hard ground. Jenna stood up and coughed before looking around at where she had landed.

It was a kitchen with six people in it. Rhea was being brushed of by an elderly woman that Jenna recognized as Mrs. Weasley. Harry was sitting at the table holding a red-haired baby and chatting with Desirée and a small boy Jenna had never seen before.

"Oh dear! You look worse than Rhea." Mrs. Weasley grabbed Jenna and began to vigorously wipe the ash off with a rag.

Mrs. Weasley was still wiping off Jenna when a very sooty Addy fell out of the fireplace, followed by Hermione, who looked slightly less so.

"I never liked flue powder." Hermione stated as she dusted off her robes.

"What, and those car-things are any better?"

Everyone in the kitchen turned around. Hermione smiled warmly and kissed her husband before stating loudly, "Not the way you drive."

The adults laughed, while the children stared at them with raised eyebrows.

"What are you talking about? Dad's never driven a car."

"Yes I have, Rhea. Once, and it's an experience I never want to go through again."

"Well, technically you didn't drive it, you flew it."

All eyes were on Harry now, as he grinned at Ron mischievously.

"You're not going to talk about this, are you?"

"Oh, 'Mione. Lighten up."

"Tell us please, Harry?" Harry grinned and looked from Ron, who's ears had turned bright pink to Hermione who was staring daggers at both of them.

"All right, I'll tell everyone about it on two conditions. One…" He held up a finger as he looked at all the children who had now gathered around him. "I need your father's help. And two…" He lifted his head as well as a second finger. "We all need a little cocoa or else I won't tell a word."

Everyone smile as they headed into the living room followed by a dozen or so mugs of steaming hot cocoa and a large plate of cookies conjured by Mrs. Weasley.

Jenna stared at the sea of red hair. The smiling faces, the old school stories, the festive decorations and the smell of home cooking and that expensive perfume Fleur was wearing.

This is what it felt like to have a family. I want a family like this. I want aunts and uncles, cousins and grandparents, sisters and brothers…I want a father.

Jenna was snapped out of her thoughts by a pale hand waving in front of her face.

"Earth to Jenna!" Rhea yelled.

"What?"

"Come on. We have to show you to where you'll be staying."

They climbed flight after flight of stairs until they reached a closed door with a small wooded sign that said

"GINNY'S ROOM: DO NOT ENTER"

"This was our aunt's room until she moved to Cairo. Now we sleep here whenever we come over." Addy explained as she opened the door.

Inside, the walls were white with a border or light blue flowers. There were two twin beds covered in light blue quilts and a bunk bed with green blankets that didn't look as though it belonged in the room.

"They just probably added it for us," thought Jenna.

The trunks had already been put in the room by Mrs. Weasley, so the three girls began to unpack. Ten minutes later, Desirée entered the room and announced that dinner was ready.

All four girls trekked down the long flight of stairs and walked into the kitchen. There were so many heads of red hair; Jenna thought the house was on fire. She giggled at the thought.

"What are laughing at?" Desirée was looking at her, but her ice blue eyes were cover by her strawberry blond hair that was shimmering in the firelight.

"It just looks like the house is on fire with all this red hair."

Apparently she had said this louder than she had thought because at least six people looked in her direction, but very few smiled or laughed.

Jenna turned red with embarrassment at being heard and turned to get out of the crowd, which had now flowed into the dining room where they would be eating dinner.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, just to the loo, Addy." Addy gave her an incredulous look and sighed.

"It's down the hall, first door on your left."

"Thanks."

Jenna sought a retreat in the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and put her head in her hands.

"I feel like an outcast…I don't belong here. I'm not related at all to them." Jenna sighed. "Maybe I should just ask to leave," she thought out loud.

Jenna sighed once again and stood up. As she left the confines of the bathroom, she ran into something solid.

"Oomph." Jenna cried as she smack into Harry.

"Oh, sorry…well, there's the little snow angel! Where have you been?"

"I…uh…" but Jenna didn't get a chance to explain anything because Harry was steering her to the oversized table laden with more food than and more joyful chatting than a Hogwarts feast.

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