A split second after Charlie said ˜three' the four of them were standing right outside the door to the Weasley home. Charlie, after a moment of composing himself walked over to the door to the Burrow, knocked 3 times loudly and 6 times softly, then 2 times loudly. Arthur Weasley came to the door, asked Charlie a question, then opened the door to the four of them.
"Welcome home Charlie. I trust you found Harry alright?"
"Yeah, we found him alright."
"Good, good, now hurry in, the lot of you." Harry followed the three into the kitchen of the Burrow, where Fleur and Mrs. Weasley were having some tea. Hermione's cat Crookshank's was roaming around, which automatically meant that Hermione was here. Harry turned as Mr. Weasley shut the door behind him.
"Harry! Great to see you here and safe m'boy."
"Thank you Mr. Weasley, it's good to see you again to."
"Oh Harry! Forgive me for not getting up dear. Fleur and I just finished giving Bill his bandage change. Ron and Hermione are already in bed for the night." She then turned to Charlie. "Where are Fred and George? They left only minutes after you."
"Flying back I suppose Aunt Molly." Bianca said. "I think
Charlie forgot they were on their way and used to portkey to get home. The twins reached us a second before we were ported away."
"Thank you Bianca."
"Well I think we should all turn in. Abigail, when you come up, you and Bianca are in Percy's room tonight. Didn't expect to have to twins home. Said they needed to work more tonight and didn't want to bother anyone. And Harry dear, the extra bed is set for you in Ron's room. Goodnight." Slowly, everyone save for Abigail and Harry headed upstairs for the night. Charlie and Bianca jokingly bickering with one another.
"Are you related to the Weasley's?" Harry asked Abigail.
"No Harry, Bianca is. Her mother is Mr. Weasley's sister. I
however am not. Though I wouldn't mind it."
"So you said something about a letter?"
"Ah yes." Abigail said placing the letter in front of him. "Take your time reading it. I will be right here with this cup of tea waiting for questions."
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Harry nodded softly as he reached for the letter. He lifted it off he table and turned it over to open it. It had a seal in white, black and gold. A white lily, surrounded by black stag horns, then a 'P' in gold as the stem of the lily. Harry smiled softly, there was no doubt that this was from his parents, no doubt at all. He was so tempted not to open it simply because this was the seal his parents used on all of their mail, and he had never known that and didn't want to ruin it. On the other hand though, he was highly curious to know more about this whole thing with him apparently having a sister. Without further hesitation on his part, he opened the letter.
The second he did it started to glow, and words formed in pristinely neat hand writing. 'Place the letter on the table, please.' The words confused Harry for a second then he did as the letter asked him to do. Then in messy handwriting, much like his own, another sentenced formed, 'And if you're standing, I suggest you sit down and back up a few inches from said letter.' Harry found this awfully odd and looked at Abigail, but she had the same puzzled look on her face that he did. Suddenly there was a flash of light, and as the light faded there, in "Barbie doll sized" height, were holograms of none other then Lily and James Potter. They both looked at Harry and smiled, and then saw Harry on his feet, trying to keep his balance, as he had jumped up and back, knocking his chair over and almost fell onto the fallen chair himself, his mouth was wide open, more like gaping, and he kept blinking as if he thought he was seeing things.
Abigail, who had stopped looking at Harry, turned to look at these small forms of their parents. "My letter never did that." She said absently, than Lily and James turned to look at her.
"Abby, oh my little Abby, you are such a beautiful young woman now." Lily said softly and happily.
James smirked, "Abby, my babygirl, what up kid?"
"What up kid? After all these years all you can think of to say to your only daughter is what up kid? And you Lily, you sound so happy in seeing me go from a 7 year old to a 24 year old in what may seem like a day for you, how dare you! Why did Harry get a letter with the forms of you two, and all I got was just a plain old letter? What am I not a good enough kid for you guys?"
"Abigail, sweetheart, please calm down." Lily said patiently.
"Harry, close your mouth and sit down. And no mum I will not calm down!"
"Uh, hey, Abby, could you like make us human size so its easier to talk to you guys. Lil.. hey, when we did this special letter, we didn't persay, happen to include my broom in with us did we? Cause I wanna play some Quidditch. I mean I image both my kids were great at it. I mean how could they not be? When I was."
"James, shut up, we have more important things to do then worry about you wanting to play that horrid game."
"Just shut up the two of you cause you have a lot of explaining to do as to why I had to grow up without a mother or father, and why my little brother, the only real family I had, was left to grow up in that muggle hell-hole of a home your call your sister's where he was treated more like a servant then a family member. And how he didn't know who or what he was until Hagrid showed up to tell him about Hogwarts! And Harry for the last time, close your mouth and sit down!" The last bit of Abby's yelling snapped Harry out of his staring trance, and picked up his chair and sat back down at the table, unable to take his eyes off of his parents.
Just as Lily was about to start explaining her and James' reasoning behind how events turned out before and while the 'letter' was being created, two groggy looking girls came walking down the stairs. Hermione stopped dead in her tracks as she saw small forms of the Potters standing on the Weasley's kitchen table. Then, right behind her came Ginny, still more then half asleep, she walked right past Hermione. Without even realizing what was going on, she moved next to Harry, gave him a big kiss on the cheek, mumbled something that sounded like 'Hi honey-bear.' Ginny then sat down, folded her arms onto the table, rested her head on her arms then fell right back to sleep.
"Ooo, my boy is a babe magnet!" James managed to get out before Ron came stumbling down the stairs. Nonchalantly kissed Hermione before walking past her, over to the icebox, pulled out the milk then started drinking it. And then he realized what he had just done, and that he wasn't dreaming especially with the look Hermione wore on her face, then froze, milk overflowing from his mouth, pouring all over himself and down onto the floor, making quite a mess.
Hermione opened her mouth to say something to Ron, and then he realized how stupid he looked with milk just drenching him all over. Put the milk down and started to clean up the mess he made, still not realizing that the Potter's, tiny as a doll, were standing, seemingly alive, on the table.
"You know what mom, dad? I don't want to hear whatever you have to say about why you separated me and Harry. He and I would have been perfectly fine if we had stayed together, but no, I had to be shipped off to America with Bianca for the 4 years proceeding your death!" Abigail stood angrily, then moved to go walking up the stairs when Bianca came walking into the kitchen from the stairs. Everyone who looked at her thought that she was awake until she started making sounds like a pup dreaming. Charlie had come down behind her, and was standing behind Hermione as Bianca started walking around in a circle, sitting down, then standing and walking in a circle again before laying down on the kitchen floor and falling back to sleep.
Charlie burst out laughing, and tried not to double over. "Guess she still sleep walks huh?"
"Charlie, can you deal with your freak of a cousin. I don't have the energy to deal with her right now." Abby said as she was about to walk up the stairs to go to bed. As Charlie moved to go wake up Bianca, Bill came walking down the stairs, followed by the twins. Bill looked at Charlie trying to wake up Bianca, then at Abigail.
"She sleep walking again?"
"More like sleep pupping again." Abigail said, her tone not as angry anymore.
Charlie, after another minute got Bianca to wake up while the twins were fighting with Bill to move out of their way so they could see what was going on.
Bianca stood up, and with the goofiest looking face she yelled. "Bilbo! Bilbo your awake! Oo goodie. Abby its Bilbo!"
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Bilbo? That's it B! No more Lord of the Rings for you of any sort. That includes the Hobbit and any other works done by Tolkien or anything that has Tolkien's name attached to it!"
"Wow and here I thought the Weasley family was slightly more normal then me." James said and laughed to himself. Just then Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs, getting past the twins, Bill and Hermione. They both looked at the miniature copies of James and Lily, quickly said hello to them, then turned to their children.
"Alright, everyone back to bed. And yes that does include you also Bianca."
"But I'm 24 in 3 days. And not one of your children."
"No, but you are our niece and a guest in our home, so bed. Now. And please Hermione, you as well."
"Of course Mrs. Weasley, but why are there two miniature forms of Harry's parents in your kitchen?"
"You'll just have to wait to hear that from Harry I suppose, now everyone back to bed so Harry and Abigail can return to their talking with James and Lily."
"But mum, why does Abby get to stay?" Ron asked as he was being ushered out of the kitchen.
"Cause Abby and Harry are siblings you tard." Bianca said as she helped the sleeping Ginny up the stairs and out of the kitchen. Abigail stood there as slowly everyone, except her, Harry, her parents and Charlie were left. Abby looked at Charlie who was staring at her.
"Are you going to be alright?" He asked, slight worry to his voice.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Go ahead to bed. I'll see you in the morning." With that said she went and sat back down at the table across from Harry as Charlie quietly walked the up to bed.
