Please REVIEW! -Alex

Wow, was the first thing that came to mind as the Potter's living room came into view. I stepped out of the fireplace and into what can only be described as perfection. The room was extremely large with multiple couches, chairs and coffee tables. Everything had an old-Victorian feel especially the large ceiling that hung over the expensively furnished room. It was arched with candles floating near the top but not dripping with wax. There was a chess table on the left wall with a leftover plate sitting on the table.

"Great, isn't it?" James grinned. He had arrived a moment before me and his parents were probably following close behind me.

"It's the nicest place I've ever been in." I said, looking around. There was a drink on the coffee table and a pair of slippers had been casually left at the foot of the couch. It was magnificent yet casual.

"Yea, there's a smaller one at the front of the house where we entertain guests." Mrs. Potter said, stepping out of the fireplace with Mr. Potter.

"Don't want to seem like we're too rich." He winked at me.

"Mum, Dad, is that you?" A girl's voice called out. A moment later a redhead popped out from behind the door frame. She grinned at her family and then noticed me. "Who's that?"

"Lily, this is Atria Williams. Atria, this is our daughter Lily." Mr. Potter said as he hugged his little girl. "She's going to be staying with us for a while." He explained to her.

"Why?"

"Because she'll be going off to Hogwarts with you this year." Mrs. Potter said, unsure about how much I wanted to reveal about my past. Not that they really knew anything about my past.

I was the daughter of a death eater and I was standing in Harry Potter's living room. He was introducing me to his children and not saying 'don't be like her.' So weird.

"Hi." I said raising my hand awkwardly. She squealed and hugged me. I'm sure the look on my face was one of complete and utter shock. Although I didn't feel sick.

"I am so glad you're here. It was going to be so boring just hanging with the family all summer! So where are you from? Why haven't you been at Hogwarts?"

"Lily, give her a chance to breath." Mrs. Potter said before Lily could ask any more questions. I smiled when Lily's face turned pink in exasperation.

"Mum—"

"Lily."

"It's okay." I smiled, before things heated up any more. "I was born in England but I've all over really. Your dad picked me up in Belgium but before that I was in Germany." I explained.

"Seriously, how old are you?" She asked, her eyes bright with excitement.

"I'm fourteen." I replied.

"No way. That's so bloody cool."

"Language." Mr. Potter warned. James rolled his eyes.

"Can I show her to the guest bedroom?" He asked. After some discussion it was decided that I would be staying on a second floor guest room, because apparently they had multiple guest rooms.

We left the living room and walked down a very long corridor that had several doors leading into what were probably more very large rooms. Mr. and Mrs. Potter kept going, while Lily, James, and I went into another room that turned out to be a stair case.

"So how old are you?" I asked James and Lily.

"I'm fifteen but I'll be sixteen in a couple of months." James wiggled his eyebrows. He was rather attractive with his auburn hair, chiseled facial features, and full lips. He was also tall, I'd guess just almost six feet and he probably wasn't done growing.

"I'm twelve." Lily stated and kept talking but I drifted into thought. She was also relatively tall, as tall as me. My meager five foot three was dwarfed by James and Lily would probably pass me by a few inches in a year or two.

"—He's at a friend house now." Lily concluded her monologue that I had missed.

"Sorry, who?" I said, embarrassed. "I kind of spaced out."

"Oh, just my brother." James interjected. "Albus Severus Potter." He said mockingly.

Severus? Oh Severus Snape. The tales my mother had told me about the backstabbing death eater who turned out to not actually be a death eater. He was the head of Slytherin house that had killed Albus Dumbledore.

"You'll meet him at the family dinner on Saturday." Lily assured me.

"I'm not family." I stated. Nor did I want to be surrounded by Potter's and Weasley's with no escape. I could feel my wand tucked in my boot and my hand inching to reach for it.

"It's more like family and friends." James shrugged. "You'll get to meet all the cousins and uncles and other random people. You already met Rose and Hugo's dad, Ron." He told me.

"Right so he is your mum's brother?" I asked, connecting the dots. And by dots I mean the similarly red hair.

"Yep and my dad's best friend. And Aunt Hermione is also Dad's best friends they were all really close in school and then my aunt and uncle fell in love and the rest is history." James said.

We had made our way up the stairs, down two more corridors and had finally stopped in front of a wooden door. Lily opened it for me and we went in. It was a good size room with light yellow paint and flowery bed set.

"There's a bathroom down the hall that you'll share with Albus if he ever decides to come home." Lily muttered, rolling her eyes slightly. "His room is down the hall."

"Where is your bedroom?" I asked.

"My bedroom connects with James's around the corner. We share a bathroom." Lily replied with a smile.

"Share? More like the hostile takeover of a pre-teen girl." James snorted. I laughed at Lily's look of complete indifference at her brother's "suffering".

My mother's face flashed in my memories. I knew what she would say if she were here.

Kill them. Kill them both.

The smile immediately dropped from my face.

"My cloths," I coughed trying to get the hoarse sound out of my voice, "I didn't have time to grab my trunk before we left. I totally forgot about it." I leaded against the headboard of the bed.

"That's alright. For now you can borrow some of my cloths and tomorrow we'll do a girls day and go shopping." Lily squealed and clapped her hands together. She fled the room a second later to go get me some extra cloths to wear until tomorrow.

James grinned at me.

"So you're going to be a fourth year." He said. "I'm a fifth year. Only a year apart." He smirked and ruffled his hair.

"Look, I appreciate what your parents are doing for me, but I really can't hang around." I knew my hair had probably turned blue by now. His eyes glanced up and his eyes widened indicating that, yes, my hair probably had turned.

"Don't take off yet." He said surprisingly seriously. "Stay until the family dinner. Wait two days before you take off on some mad dash."

I bit my lip. "Fine." I said after a moment.

"Here you go." Lily returned with some cloths.

I looked in the mirror. We were about to go to the Wotter family dinner. I asked Lily what a 'Wotter' was when she mentioned it on the shopping trip.

"A Wotter is a member or the Potter/Weasley family," She had replied while grinning. Apparently they got the name a few years ago when more and more of the Wotters went to Hogwarts and it became too much to say "The Potter/Weasley Family."

Lily knocked on the bedroom door I had left cracked. We had gotten me enough cloths to last about a week. Mostly blacks, reds, blues, and purples. Nothing too bright or outlandish, unlike Lily, who had gotten a gold and green sundress which matched her reddish auburn hair perfectly.

"That's gorgeous." Lily commented.

I was wearing blue shorts with a high black tank top and black Converse. I looked at myself in the mirror and then changed my hair to a vibrant blue.

Lily grinned. She had found out about my metamorphagus abilities when we were trying on outfits and changed my hair to match the color of the cloths. She had thought it was great to be able to wear any cloths you wanted without having to worry about it clashing with your hair.

Lily sighed, "I'm so jealous." And the she clapped her hands together. "You'll get to meet Teddy today."

Teddy was also a metamorphagus and apparently dating one of Lily and James's older cousins, Victoire. Said cousin was also part veela and worked as an assistant to the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Or was that Molly Weasley, daughter of Percy and Audrey?

And more importantly, how many Wotters was I going to meet today?

Lily and I made our way downstairs to the living room where the grand fireplace was. Yesterday I got lost in the endless corridors and ended up in the gaming room instead of the kitchen.

We were flooing to the Burrow, that's what everyone called it, for dinner. It was now two o'clock and we were supposed to have arrived at quarter to two. We weren't going to eat until five but Grandma Weasley knew her family well and ordered everyone to be there three hours early, knowing that people wouldn't show up on time.

So we each took our turn in the fireplace saying, "The Burrow."

I followed Lily and James. There was no way to get out of this with Ginny and Harry watching. They had insisted that I call them by their first names.

I appeared in the very crowded living room of the Burrow.

There was a lot of shouting and loud noises and even though Lily and James had just arrived they were already arguing with some family members. James grabbed me and pulled me into the conversation.

"Mates, this is Atria. Atria meet Freddie, Louis, and Dominique." James announced.

Freddie slid next to me, dropping his arm around my shoulder.

"Hullo there." He said in a dramatic tone.

I giggled and rolled my eyes.

"Hi." I said flatly.

"So what year are you in?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Um…" I looked questioningly at Lily, "Fourth?" She nodded.

"I'm in fifth year with Jamie." He punched James's shoulder playfully.

"I'm in sixth year." Dominique said. "And call me Dom." She reached her slender hand out to take mine. She had long strawberry blond hair and skin like porcelain.

"Hullo," I replied.

"She's Vicky's cousin, the one who's dating Teddy." Lily explained.

"Oh, cool. Is he here?" I looked around for someone with electric blue hair.

"He's outside. Why?" Louis asked.

"Well—"

"She's a metamorphagus too!" Lily all but screamed. A few people stopped and looked at us and then continued what they were doing.

Louis, Freddie, and Dom looked at me in shock.

And that was the first of many more meetings with Wotter clan members. Next it is Grandma Weasley and then Audrey Weasley, wife of Percy Weasley, who was nothing like her husband. She seemed to be the life of the party with her short brown hair and bright blue eyes.

Then it was Bill and Fleur, then Freddie's dad who was looking for Freddie's mum and then I lost track of who else I met.

Sometime before dinner I met Teddy who talked with me for a while about his experiences with metamorphosing. He used it to prank, get away with pranks, and in his early years, attract birds.

"Attie dear, could you grab the potatoes on the counter?" Grandma Weasley asked, carrying a large bird to the table where everyone was seated for dinner.

Dom had started calling me Attie and now everyone followed suit.

I went into the small kitchen where there was a pot of potatoes resting on the table.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the dining room.

"Decided to finally show up, eh?" I heard James say.

"Oh make yourself useful and get the butterbeer from the kitchen." I heard Ginny say.

"Alright mum." A boy laughed.

A second later I was joined by a tall boy with black, unruly hair. His eyes were bright green and his face long and pale in contrast to his dark hair. He didn't notice me at first and when he did he stepped back, his mouth turning down.

"Who are you?" He asked in a rather rude manner.

"Atria, I came with your parents." I replied indignantly, assuming this was Lily's brother Albus. He looked my age.

"Okay," He said slowly, "Why?"

"I'm staying with you lot until school starts." His eyebrows shot up and he frowned more.

"Mum!" He hollered. I rolled my eyes. Ginny came in a second later.

"Couldn't you find the butterbeer?" She asked.

"Why is she staying with us?" Albus asked, his voice like vinegar .

Ginny glared at her son. "Because she needs a place to stay until you go back to Hogwarts." She said in a chastising tone.

"Do you even go to Hogwarts? I've never seen you before." He asked in a scathing tone.

I practically growled at him. "No this will be my first year."

That was when I decided I was going to stick around. If nothing else, just so I could put Albus Severus Potter in his place.

Ginny coaxed us out of the kitchen we took our place at the table.

Dinner was somewhat uneventful, except for the fact everyone wanted to know who I was. Where did I come from? What happened to my parents? How old was I? How did I like the turkey?

I think the least irritating Wotter was George Weasley, Freddie and Roxanne's father. He was never too serious, didn't ask me any questions, and his job was to make people laugh by making other people suffer.

Oh, the joys of running a joke shop.

It was difficult not to reach for my wand every time one of them touched my hand or arm. For as long as I could remember, my mother had told me that touching a mudblood was sickening and disgusting. Unfortunately, my mother considered anyone who wasn't a pureblood to be a mudblood.

So when Hermione Weasley laughed at some joke I made about James and touched my arm, it was a reflex to want to shy away. I restrained though.

They didn't seem evil or dirty. James and Lily talked like I did an even though Albus was a prat, he didn't seem sick. And even more, they didn't make me feel sick.

Rose was particularly, horrifyingly sweet. She had red hair like Lily and brown eyes like her mother. She was cute and bouncy and cheerful.

I didn't feel sick or disgusted when she looked at me. My mother told me you could tell if someone was impure because they made you sick, yet none of them were purebloods and I didn't feel sick.

Except for when Albus glared at me.

Then another family member would scold him and I felt better.

After all there were so many of them who could scold him.