"Look! Look! Mummy! It's a letter from Hogwarts!" 11 year old Dreama Fusion yelled as she ran to the kitchen, a smile on her face. She skidded to a halt when she reached the kitchen and saw that her parents weren't paying attention to her but were pouring over the Daily Prophet.
"Mummy, Daddy, look! I've been accepted to Hogwarts!" she said trying to get the attention of the two. She walked out of the kitchen, letter still in hand, and walked up to her room, slamming the door shut behind her.
Mum should be crying tears of joy because I did the one thing she said I'd never be able to…And even if Dad is Muggle-born, his little Princess made it into Hogwarts, the most extraordinary Wizarding school ever!
Her sparkling, sapphire eyes shone with tears as she leaned against her door.
Her mother looked up from the Prophet and then at her husband.
"Did Dreama just come down?"
He shrugged and ate at the toast that he had been eating. Both went were back to reading when Dreama stormed down the stairs and stopped in front the table.
"I've been accepted and if you want to take the time to acknowledge that I even EXIST, I'll be outside!" and with that she flung the letter on the table and ran outside.
I hate this…I want to disappear…They don't eve care that I'm gone now….Please…Someone help me! She shouted inside of her head and she ran.
She ran until her legs couldn't carry her anymore and gave out from underneath her. She lay in the soft, lush grass.
"Mum! I'm going out for a walk!" she heard a voice call not to far from her.
"Alright Ginny. See you at supper then!" another called back.
Dreama froze on the grass where she lay and listened hard. Sure enough, there were footsteps and slight yelps of pain. Then, a head with vivid red hair emerged from a bush near Dreama's head. She (Dreama) jumped and stood.
The girl called Ginny screamed and retreated back into the bush and Dreama could see her peeking out of the bush.
"I-I don't mean any harm…You can come out from the bush…" Dreama stammered, trying to make her voice seem more convincing.
Ginny slowly came out of the bush and looked at Dreama.
"Hi. I'm Ginny Weasley." She said as she held her hand out for Dreama.
Dreama, smiling and taking Ginny's hand, replied, "I'm Dreama Fusion."
Ginny smiled and shook her hand.
"It's getting rather dark; do you want to come to my house for supper?"
Dreama nodded, looked at Ginny and smiled. This girl was her first real friend. The two girls walked back to The Burrow, scratched, tired and hungry.
"You'll love my parents." Ginny said as the two girls walked across the back yard.
"Mum! I've brought a friend for dinner!" Ginny yelled as soon as the door had shut behind them.
"Ginny! You've brought someone home? Who is 'a friend'?" a plump woman, with the same vivid red hair that Ginny had, said as she walked into the room, wiping her hands on her apron.
"Mum, meet Dreama. Dreama, meet my mum, Molly Weasley." Ginny beamed, looking quite pleased.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Weasley." Dreama smiled, shaking Mrs. Weasley's partially wet hand.
Mrs. Weasley smiled. "It's nice to meet you too, Dreama. Will you be going to Hogwarts this year?"
Dreama nodded and smiled.
"Mum! Tell Fred and George to quit messing with Scabbers!" a voice called from up the stairs.
"Mum! Tell Ickle Ronniekins to stop whining!" two voice yelled after the first one.
"All of you come down for supper right now!"
And with that, one rather tall, lanky boy with a rat in his hand, ran down the stairs followed closely by a pair of twins, all three boys had intense, red hair.
"This'll be a Weasley family dinner that's sure not to be forgotten." Ginny said as she walked into the kitchen, Dreama not that far behind her.