Dreama walked into the kitchen to see all 7 Weasleys looking at her. Dreama's gaze dropped to her feet.

"Dreama, this is the Weasley clan." Ginny said, still beaming.

Dreama nodded and kept her eyes on the floor and her feet.

"You've already met my mother, Molly," Ginny said, causing Dreama to look up it to Mrs. Weasley's smiling face.

"But you haven't met my father, Arthur, or my brothers, Ron, Fred, George and Percy." She introduced them and as she said their names, each waved and smiled.

Dreama bashfully smiled back, her face turning almost the shade of the Weasley's hair. Ginny sat down in between Ron and Fed, motioning for her to sit in between George and Percy. She sat down and looked at her plate, which was filling itself with food.

"So how did you and Ginny meet?" Percy asked, looking down at Dreama.

Dreama looked up at Percy and her face turned a light pink.

Scabbers, Ron's rat, scurried across the table to Dreama and sat his fat backside on her napkin and looked at her intently. Ron, who had stretched out across the table for Scabbers, closed his hand around the rat's tail and gave a gentle, yet firm tug on his tail.

Dreama told Percy the story of how she and Ginny met. He smiled down at the blushing Dreama and patted her on the back gently, after taking a small swig of Butterbeer.

"Excellent!" George exclaimed after gulping down his Butterbeer and burping loudly. Everyone continued their conversations with the exception of Mrs. Weasley.

"George! Where are your manners?" she exclaimed, looking at George, outraged.

"Mum! He said 'Excellent' didn't he?" Fred said quickly in George's defense.

Silence bellowed throughout the tiny kitchen as Mrs. Weasley looked from Fred's to George's faces. Ginny looked at Dreama and said rather loudly, "I think I'll give Dreama a tour of the rest of the house." And with that pushed her chair away from the table and stood. Dreama did the same and the two girls walked up the twisted stairs. Upon reaching the top of the stairs, Mrs. Weasley's voice reached them.

"GEORGE! I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WENT WRONG WITH YOU AND YOU HAD BETTER STOP SNICKERING FRED, BEFORE I LOCK THE BOTH OF YOU IN YOURT ROOMS FOR THE REST OF VACTION!"

Dreama looked at Ginny. "Are things always like this?"

Ginny shook her head. "Not always…Only when we have company."

The two walked down the hall toward Ginny's room. She opened the door and walked in, Dreama following her. Ginny sighed and sat down on her bed after kicking her shoes off. Dreama sat next to her and stared at the wall across the room from her.

Silence filled the room until Ginny looked at Dreama.

"You don't live too far from here, right?"

Dreama nodded, breaking her concentration that she had on the wall.

"Maybe, if it's okay with your parents of course, you can send the next week here and then we call all go to Diagon Alley together. We can even board the train together." She said, smiling.

Dreama shrugged, her mind slowly catching up with her. Her parents! What were they going to say when she walks into the house, after running out with not so much as a notice as to where she was going and how long she'd be gone, asking to spend the week somewhere?

She looked out the window at the twinkling stars in the sky.

"Ginny! I'm sorry but I must go! I can try to ask them but I don't know what they'll say…I kind of ran out earlier and didn't say where I was going…" Dreama explained, standing and heading for the door. Ginny stood and put her shoes back on.

"I'm coming with you."

The tow girls raced down the stairs ran through the kitchen, where the pots and pans were scrubbing themselves.

Ginny scribbled on a piece of loose piece of paper:

Went to Dreama's house… Back in the morning

Lots of Love,

Ginny

Dreama and Ginny burst through the door and ran toward the hills the lead to Dreama's house.