Disclaimer: I really don't know why I keep doing these. . . this one is more like a claimer. I own this house! I made it up all by myself! I even drew the floor plans! So don't be saying that I'm a copier or anything like that. . . other than that. . . I don't own any of JKR's ppl cuz if I did, I would be pretty damn rich now wouldn't I?

Author's Note: This chapter is the tour of the house. It's fun. . . there will be a couple author's notes in the story. . . they will be marked as follows: (A/N: The note would go here.) Thanks. Please review and such.

"Okay then. . . you've already seen this room so we can move on. . ." Phoenix said as she navigated through to a pair of dark mahogany doors on the left side of the room.

The room that they entered was a large dining room. It had a low dark mahogany table in the center of the room. Instead of chairs, beg square burgundy pillows surrounded the table. The walls and ceiling was a matching burgundy with gold decorations here and there. Two painted Oriental golden dragons circled the trayed ceiling. In fact, everything had sort of an Oriental feeling to it in this room.

"This is the Japanese Dining Room. . . okay. . . let's move on. . ." Phoenix then led them through another set of mahogany doors on the right side of the room into a long hallway. To the left at the end of the hallway was another door. Directly across the hall from the Japanese dining room was an archway leading into a kitchen.

"The Country Kitchen," Phoenix said. This kitchen had distressed white cabinets. The counters were a faux taupe and beige. Little blue specks were in it too. It had the normal Muggle kitchen appliances such as a refrigerator, a stove, a dishwasher, etc. It also had an island with stools and a table as the dining areas. There was no right wall in the kitchen.

Phoenix led them through the empty space left by the "missing wall" into another room. This room—as Phoenix called it—was the Contemporary Family Room. It had soft white wall-to-wall carpet. The furniture was all clean cut and contemporary looking. Modern art was displayed everywhere. Phoenix picked up a remote and pressed a button. Suddenly, one of the paintings changed into a moving picture. This amazed the purebloods.

"My favorite part of the room: a projector TV." Phoenix smiled as she watched the music video for Gwen Stefani's "Hollaback Girl." The Weasleys looked confused so she elaborated, "It's a Muggle thing called a TV. . . yeah. . . on this channel, they play music videos and stuff. We heard this song on the radio in the car remember? . . . Oh never mind!" Phoenix turned off the TV, and the painting reappeared. Then she quickly left the room through a door that led into the long hallway from earlier.

"There's a bathroom right there," Phoenix said as she pointed to the door at the end of the hallway. "There's nothing special about it; I think it's the only room without a theme." She led her group to another set of double doors directly across from the bathroom door. "Now this is," she continued as she opened the doors, "the Medieval Library." Hermione let out a small gasp.

The room was two stories high, and every available space was covered in shelves and shelves of books. In the far left hand corner was a stone spiral staircase. There was a tapestry hanging on it. The part of the room that made the sidewall the far wall of the house had a large fireplace with comfortable looking leather chairs. On either side of the fireplace was a suit of armor. Other couches, chairs, and Medieval artifacts were also scattered in this room. Above the mantle, though, was an interesting artifact, a crested shield.

"Is that Hogwarts's crest?" Hermione asked, referring to the shield.

"Yeppers." Phoenix smiled. "You should hear some of the comments we've gotten on it from Muggles, especially historians. . . it's great. . . But the tapestry gets more attention," she said pointing at the tapestry hanging on the wall made by the curve of the spiral stairs.

The group walked over and looked at the tapestry. It would have been divided into four rectangles if it had not been for the circle in the middle. A large stone castle with a thick dark forest in the background was inside the circle. The top left hand corner had the picture of a man sewn into it. His mane of hair was golden with a touch of red. He wore the garbs of a knight and held a beautiful sword in his hands. Behind him was a red shield with a golden lion rampant on it. It leaned against a stone in a field somewhere. Next to his rectangle was the picture of a lady. She had fair skin and dressed like nobility. Her raven black hair cascaded down past her shoulders. A raven with a blue band around its ankle was flying toward her through an open window carrying a bronze, blue, and black scepter. She appeared to be sitting a library much like the one the tapestry was in now. Underneath the knight looking man was a more peasant-y looking woman. She had dirty blonde hair that was messily tied up on her head. She was pleasantly plump and looked quite motherly. She held a cup in her hands and looked as if she were offering it to you. She appeared to be outside in a town. A small house with a thatched roof was behind her. Just beyond that was a forest. A badger was seen escaping into its shadows. Finally, in the bottom right hand corner was a more wizened looking man. His hair and beard were silver. On his finger, he wore a ring, and a locket encircled his neck. This man looked as if he were in a dark underground lair of some sort. A snake could be seen slithering around in the background. At the very bottom of the tapestry, a familiar phrase was embroidered in gold: Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus

Phoenix laughed as she dragged everyone away from the amazing piece of history and up the staircase. "Yeah, so that was a fantabulous tapestry." Phoenix smiled. "Anyhoo, we're going up to the third floor. That one just has randomly themed rooms. I like the second floor the best. Oh, and in case you're wondering why Muggles would be in my aunt's old house. . . She was an interior designer, a top-notch one too. Whenever my aunt Erin got a customer, she would take them on a tour of this house to get a better feel of their tastes. My mom would laugh at the Muggles' reactions to the house. You know, it has a feel to magic in it. . . Nothing compared to some of our other houses, but. . . yeah. . . Anyway, now that we're on the third floor. . ." Phoenix just led the way through a long corridor to two flights of stairs. They had climbed up them and stood in another hallway. "We'll start in the Egyptian Room." She strode down the hallway and entered a door on the right.

Like the Colonial/Victorian Entrance/Living Room, this room felt like someone just used a Time Turner. The room was decorated in gold and hieroglyphs. Everything was Egyptian, and many artifacts were used in the room. They didn't stay in this room for too long because Phoenix said something about "better rooms on the second floor" and walked to the room next door.

She quickly showed them that room, the Sports Room. It was a bedroom. Then she displayed the Chinese Sitting Room, which was next to that. After that, she stopped in front of two doors opposite of that door.

"What's that room?" Ron asked pointing at a peculiar door. It was almost invisible. The cracks of the doorway were perfectly blended in with the wall and only the doorknob could be seen.

"That's a special room." Phoenix smirked. "You can see it tomorrow."

"Is that the pool room?" George asked pointing at the other door.

(A/N: Oh gosh. . . some of you know what's coming. . . but I just wanted to apologize for not being very descriptive with the rooms. . . Some are better and more important than others. . . this next room isn't really important. . . it's just a fun story. . . glances at Vismorgana/LSS and says warningly Don't. You. Dare.)

"I'm surprised you remembered that," Phoenix said.

George responded, "Why? That pool is amazing!"

Phoenix stated, "Yeah, well, that's true. But this room is really a bathroom. . ."

"WHAT!" the twins exclaimed together.

"You two have already been here?" Ginny asked.

"We were here with Will. . ." Fred was interrupted by George, "Business matters." Fred continued, "Yeah. . . so Kelly, Ali, Ami, Ashanti, and Phoenix were all swimming in here."

"I thought you have hydrophobia?" Hermione asked Phoenix.

She shrugged. "I don't swim often, but I do sometimes. And like I said before, I don't have hydrophobia. If I did, I wouldn't be able to take showers. . ."

"Wait. How can you go swimming in a bathroom?" Ron questioned.

Phoenix smirked as she opened the doors. "You only can in the Roman-Slash-Greek-But-Mostly-Roman Bathroom."

(A/N: Now if I did as LSS told me to, there would be trumpets playing and curtains being pulled back, but I cannot do that. . . just cuz I said so. . .)

Mouths dropped at the sight of this bathroom. There was an in-ground bathtub that was the size of an Olympic size swimming pool. The room itself had many Roman and Greek traits such as the columns and marble everywhere.

After a moment, Ron asked, "So where's the actual loo?"

All but Phoenix laughed at the question. Instead she just pointed to a door at the other side of the bathroom. "Through that door. . . Now let's move on!"

She headed back down the stairs and took a left. "Now this hallway is the East Wing, but it never really called that. That name's just for directional purposes. It's much more fun title is the Emotions Wing cause each room is based off a basic emotion. There are six rooms here: two are bedrooms, two are sitting rooms, one is a suite, and the last one. . . well. . . we don't really know what that one is. . . You'll see what I mean in a moment. . . Now remember my aunt was very talented. She captured the emotions in these rooms. So our first room is Happiness." Phoenix walked in the first room on the left.

The Happiness Room was a bedroom filled with bright lively colors. As soon as the group walked in, smiles were on all of their faces. "This is so weird!" Ginny exclaimed.

"Yeah," Hermione nodded, "I felt instantly happy the moment I walked in here!"

After a moment or two of Happiness, Phoenix led them to the room next door. She cleared her throat before saying, "Well. . . this is the Love Suite. . ."

This room was somewhat like a honeymoon suite except when you walked in, you felt overcome by the feeling of Love. (A/N: Ahem. The "feeling of Love" does not mean lust! So nothing perverted has/will happen here. . . it's in a sense like the room in the Department of Mysteries that is mentioned in the fifth book. . . cept it doesn't kill you. . . anyhoo. . . sorry for the interruption. . . LSS needed to know) "We're not staying in this room long. . . gives some people the wrong impression," Phoenix said. Then she shot Fred a look as if he just said something extraordinarily rude before walking out the door saying, "Case and point."

She led everyone to the next room. She held her hand in front of the doorknob as if she were rethinking taking them into this room. Then she sighed and went in. The instant she did, tears streamed out of her eyes. The same happened to everyone else as they walking in. "Sadness," Ron sniffed. This room was mainly dark colors such as blue, black, and purple. It was a sitting room. After quickly scanning over the contents of the room, the group dashed back into the hallway and wiped away tears.

"This is the room you two will be staying in," Phoenix said to the twins as she pointed at the door at the end of the hallway.

"Oh goodie," Fred said sarcastically.

Phoenix rolled her eyes and led the British magic folk into the room. This room had double of everything: two dressers, two beds, etc., etc. But everything was in no order what so ever. Colors clashed, furniture crashed, one couldn't make heads or tails of the room. "Chaos," Fred nodded. "And confusion," George added. "Brilliant," they said.

"I thought you two would like it," she said as she left the room. "Now we only have two more rooms."

She led them into the room closest to the Chaos/Confusion Room and across from the other three rooms they had already visited. It had lots of strange angles and the color red. "Anger," Phoenix said, straining to keep her voice somewhat normal. "Now let's GO!"

The final room of the Emotions Wing was the oddest yet. It was almost entirely empty. There was only a cot near one wall. It was dark yet light enough to see in. It reminded Harry of a jail cell. His thoughts trailed to Azkaban, then to Sirius, and then to the night he was in the Department of Mysteries. Soon Dumbledore crossed his mind. The feeling was unbearable! Then he noticed Phoenix was looking at him. His mind was instantly cleared of all thoughts. To answer her now questioning gaze, Harry said, "This room makes me feel guilty."

Phoenix nodded. "It makes everyone feel like that—even those two twits right there. referring to the twins. . . Hence the name: the Guilt Room. I try to avoid it." She then left the room and the group followed behind her. "In case you couldn't tell, that was the one weird room I mentioned earlier."

Phoenix went into the hallway adjacent to the Emotions Wing. "This hallway could be called the North Corridor. . . but it's not. This is the Colors Wing. It has a room for the basic colors. There are nine rooms in this wing. Two offices, three bedrooms, one living room, one suite, and a meditation room find their homes here in this Wing. First off we will be going to the two offices." She strode over to the room next to the stairs they recently came down. They walked into the room and were amazed by the orange. "This is the Orange Office. Aunt Erin believed that the color orange perked you up and made you ready to work." Phoenix went into the next room. "As she believed the color yellow did," she finished. This office was very similar to the Orange Office. It had the desk, computer (the Weasleys didn't know what it was but no comment was made), filing cabinets, bookshelves, etc. except this room was yellow and not orange. "Notice how the room's only named color is used along with minimal brown, black, and white. Even thought 99 of the room is one color, it doesn't overwhelm you. This is because my aunt used a technique that I guess tricked the mind. She used every shade of the basic color imaginable to off set it somewhat. . . She did this in all of the Colors Wing. This was also a good way to find the 'perfect shade of blue to paint the walls'. Anyhoo. . . moving on. . ." Phoenix spoke professionally until the last part.

The Green Bedroom was shown after the Yellow Office. Then Phoenix showed the Black and White Suite, where EVERYTHING was either black or white. This specific room was, like the Love Suite, similar to a hotel suite. It had a mini-kitchen, a small living room, and two king-sized beds in a room separated by a door. "This is where Kelly and Ali stay when they come here," Phoenix said more to Fred and George than to anyone else.

"This seems like a room they would both like," Fred nodded.

George elaborated, "Enough 'chic' as would be said by Ali, and just enough black for Kelly." Phoenix laughed as she showed them the next room.

"This is the Red Room," she said happily. "It's also the way most magical people come here. You see, in this room, the fire is always burning." The said room was an all red living room. The fireplace on the wall across from the door was lit and blazing merrily.

"This is the room Will led us from," George noticed. Fred nodded.

"That's what it's used for. The house is under all sorts of protective spells. Like, you can't Apparate here or anything, and this is the only fireplace that is connected with the Floo Network. It was a Muggle precaution. If Aunt Erin were to be showing around a Muggle couple or something, she didn't want someone—especially my mom—appearing out of no where." Then she said to the twins, "This is where you'll be leaving for the shop unless you want to walk all the way off the property and Disapparate from there. The Floo Powder is in the red jar on the mantle." She pointed to a glazed red jar with birds circling the center.

"Right-o," the twins replied.

"This is the Blue Bedroom," Phoenix said when they reached the room across the hall. "It's a blue. . . bedroom. . . nothing special really. . . just like all the other rooms except it's a different color, design, and layout. . ."

"Isn't that everything?" Ginny asked.

Phoenix thought for a moment. "Yeah. . . pretty much."

The last room on the one side of the hall was the Purple Room. Phoenix had explained how it was a room used for meditation, prayer, or 'quiet time.' "Aunt Erin thought purple to be a spiritual color, maybe even sacred."

The final room of the Color Wing was the Pink Bedroom. When she finished showing all of those rooms, she said, "Now, I forgot to mention that all the bedrooms have a bathroom that goes along with the theme; this is any bedroom throughout the house. Oh! And they all have a closet too. Now we have only the West Wing left. This one has my mom's and my own room in it. It's more commonly referred to as the Elements Wing. All four rooms are bedrooms. They are also, in my opinion, the best rooms in the house." Then she muttered, "At least three of them are. . ."

Phoenix led them past the Medieval Library's spiral staircase to the only door on the right side of the hallway. As the door swung open, it felt as if you were stepping outside. The left side of the room felt like a forest while the right side a rocky mountain. On the forest side, a canopy bed was made of natural wood and had green curtains that resembled leaves. Harry noticed that the same picture that was on the stain glass window on the overhang in the entranceway was painted on the ceiling in more detail. The green that he saw on the original was now distinctly treetops. The robin and cardinal looked as if they were really there. On the right side of the room, the walls were painted like jagged rocks. It was done so well that it looked like you could actually touch the stone. A dresser was cleverly camouflaged as a rock on this side. The carpet looked like dirt on the right side and like grass on the left. Various other items blended into the theme.

"This is my mom's room, my aunt's before she died," Phoenix stated. "It's known as the Earth Room; that's kind of self explanatory. Yeah, the cool thing about this room is that it changes with the seasons. During autumn, the painting on the wall and the green everywhere all turn to red, yellow, orange, and brown. It looks like it's snowing in winter, and in spring, everything is in bloom. And occasionally on the right side, a mountain goat or something will walk by. . . really fun actually. . ."

After another moment, Phoenix led them to the door at the end of the hall. "The Air Room," she said as she opened the door.

Being inside this room made you feel like you were not inside at all. All but the wall with the doors on it, the furniture, and the floor was made of glass. If you didn't know the glass was there, you would have thought that this room was totally exposed to the elements. Upon entering, you felt as if they were floating on a cloud. Light blue and white were the primary colors of this room. The shade of light blue perfectly matched that of the sky outside, the blue of a clear sunny day. The bed too was a sight. It was attached to one of the glass walls by the headboard. It appeared to be floating in the air. Nothing but where it was attached to the glass supported it as it hovered about a foot off the ground. The bedspread was puffy and white, resembling a cloud. The other furniture in the room was blended in with blue or white.

Of course, Hermione is probably the most practical one of the group. Therefore she asked, "Phoenix, what would happen if the glass should break?"

"The glass can't break; protective spells," she replied.

Hermione nodded in apparent approval as they walked to the next room. Phoenix stopped in front of the door across from that of the Earth Room's. "You all can go ahead into this room; you don't need me. I'll be in my room next door making sure everything is presentable," she said a little bit too casually.

"I really don't think that'll be necessary," George said smirking.

"Yes, we'd hate to lose our tour guide. I mean you've been so informative and made this tour really interesting so why would you leave at one of the last rooms?" Fred jested.

"Haven't you two tortured me enough?" Phoenix moaned as the two dragged her into the room.

As you have probably guessed, this room was the Water Room.

"Okay! We've seen the room so let's go!" Phoenix tried to escape again but to no avail.

"Why would we want to go? This room is amazing!" Hermione said, summing up everyone else's thoughts as well.

The Water Room was quite unique. Like the other element rooms, it perfectly resembles water. The floor was made up of tiles that looked like water, the curtains of the canopy bed looked like a waterfall. In fact, across from the entrance was an actual one. This waterfall began by cascading over a small ledge of the bluish-gray stone that was on the front of the house into a two-foot deep in-ground basin of water. You would have never known that the basin was not a part of the tiles if it had not been for the fact that the waterfall was causing ripples in its surface. The walls were painted a mix between light blue and white. On either side of the waterfall was a large window.

After taking in the sights, Fred and George began to drag Phoenix nearer to the waterfall. "NOOOOOO!" Phoenix struggled to get away and fell backwards away from the basin. "I swear! If you two dare try to get me wet again, I will kill you both," Phoenix said darkly as she sat on the ground. The tone of her voice told that she would indeed follow through with this threat.

"No worries, Phoenix," Fred said, unaffected. "We'll go to your room now." He helped Phoenix stand up; then he led her out to the hallway.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny followed shocked by the sudden change that just occurred with Phoenix's personality. "Does that happen often?" Harry asked George.

"No, not really. . .and that wasn't even bad. It was just a threat, no physical harm done." George shrugged as they followed Fred and Phoenix out to the hall.

The four exchanged worried looks. "Oh, don't worry. As long as Fred and I don't try anything else tonight, we'll all live to see tomorrow." George smiled.

This still didn't comfort them though. They stood and watched Phoenix enter her room slowly. Then she leapt onto her bed and lay there with her eyes closed. It wasn't until then that they entered her room.

It was quite apparent that they were in the Fire Room. The walls were black with realistic red flames coming up from the floor to about three-fourths of the walls. The floor was made of tiles that reflected light onto the walls and ceiling, making the painted flames look as if they were actually flickering. The bed that Phoenix was presently lying on was a four post made of black scorched wood. The covers were a dark fiery red with a black border around the edges. On the left side of the room was a desk and swivel chair made of the same black scorched wood. The chair had red padding on the seat. Also a dresser and two doors were there; they too along with all the other wood in the room was made of the black scorched wood. The right side of the room was a mirror image of itself. There were two wooden bookcases. Two red couches were in the middle of the room. They were placed diagonally. One end of each pointed to one of the corners on the said side of the room while their other ends towards the middle of the room. They were facing the most interesting thing that was drawing everyone's attention. There, in the center of the right side of the room, was a column of fire. Nothing contained it, yet the fire spiraled from the floor to the ceiling. This swirling fire was mesmerizing.

"I see you like my fire," Phoenix said happily, suddenly standing in the midst of the group.

Everyone jumped at this remark; they were surprised the rapidity of her appearance and by another change in her mood The twins weren't surprised by that. What was even more surprising was what she did next. Phoenix walked up to the column of fire and put her hand in it for a second before pulling it out again. As she continued to do this, her face changed from the happiness that they just saw to a solemnity that they saw on her once before at Dumbledore's funeral.

After a moment or two, Fred walked up next to her and said, "I think the pyro should stop playing with fire for now."

Phoenix laughed, changing back into that giddy disposition that she attained upon joining the group as they were looking at the fire, and fell backwards onto one of the red couches. It was quiet again as everyone surveyed the room some more. Harry walked over to the desk on the left side of the room. On it laid an open book. Across the top of the two pages was written "Kick Arse Christmas Party -Fifth year- New York." Pictures—Muggle pictures—were glued down to the two pages. Harry noticed that Phoenix was in almost everyone one of them. Seven other people were apparently present at this Christmas party. There were two blonde girls, a black girl, a Hispanic girl, a blonde boy, a brunette girl, and a brunette boy. Under each picture was a comment Harry assumed was written by Phoenix. There were things like "When twins have too much eggnog," "Never give Ami a camera," "Ashanti and Sam: The War of Wrapping Paper," and "What the youngest Bosworth does when he's bored." The picture though that drew Harry's attention was that of Phoenix and the brunette boy. They were standing under mistletoe and were kissing. (A/N: No. . . not snogging, the nice kiss on the lip. . . if they did snog. . . I'm not telling. . . and it wasn't shown in the picture either. . .) The comment said, "Damn that Prying Pandora of Ami and her demonic ways of catching people with her horrendous hidden cameras!" There was also another picture of Phoenix and the boy. In this one he was sitting on a couch. Phoenix was next to him with her arms loosely around his neck and her head resting against his. The caption of this one was "I love this kid." Harry stared confusedly at the "mystery" boy and then glanced up at everyone else. Hermione was looking at the books on the bookcase, Ron and Ginny were looking out the window at the yard, and George was doing anything really. Fred and Phoenix were both sitting on the couch and appeared to be having a mental conversation. Who is this guy? Harry thought as he watched the couple. The silence was then broken by Phoenix saying, "What are you all doing? Go get your stuff and fight for your favorite room."

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny made their way back to the Colonial/Victorian Entranceway/Living Room to grab their "stuff."

"What room do you want?" Ginny asked no one in particular as they were walking down the spiral staircase into the Medieval Library.

"I think I want the Water Room," Hermione stated.

"I'm thinking about the Air Room myself," Ginny said. "What about you two?"

"I guess the Green Room." Ron shrugged.

"Then I'll take the Blue Bedroom," Harry decided as he gathered his things.

George was soon downstairs with them. He started gathering both his and Fred's things.

"Shouldn't Fred get his own stuff?" Ginny asked.

"Well Fred's busy at the moment so I figured I would be a good brother and take his things up to our room along with mine." George smirked mischievously.

"Busy doing what!" Ron asked, disturbed.

"Nothing that any of you haven't experienced." George continued to smirk. "I still think Lavender was mental."

"Was mental? She still is mental!" Ron exclaimed as they all headed to their newly chosen rooms.

Right before everyone departed down their appropriate wings, George remembered, "Oh yeah. We're all supposed to meet in the Contemporary Family Room after we're done unpacking. Phoenix said something about a movie . . ."

A/N: So there you have it. . . Chapter 5. . . the next chapters are funn. . . if you haven't already seen the Spider-Man movies, I'd recommend you do. . . I'm sure you'll have plenty of time with the rate I'm going >> kk well hope y'all enjoyed