A/N: So you guys are probably going to get multiple chapters tonight because I haven't been feeling well. Please bear with me as I write my cares and hopefully my feelings away for awhile. Enjoy! ~ Pipes

I awoke the next morning being shaken by Rose. It was just us sharing the room, and I knew by the dim light outside that it was just past dawn. The sun was still rising, and in an instant I knew why I was up this early. I didn't want to talk to Rose, or anyone for that matter, about everything that had been going on, but I knew I had promised so I was gonna hold to it.

"Okay, okay, Rose I'm up," I said groaning, "I knew you wanted to talk, but do we have to this early?"

"No, silly," Rose said, giggling, "Have you ever watched a quidditch practice early in the morning?"

"No, you know I've never been the type to excel at anything my brother wanted to do. I stopped that a long time ago."

"Well in my household we get our first brooms after we take our first steps. Let's go!"

"Okay," I laughed out, grimacing as I got up. "You know the only time I've ridden a broom is when we did it in class."

"Luckily, you don't need your legs to fly."

I grabbed my crutches and went over to my trunk to grab out a long sleeved shirt and some pants. As I put them on I saw Rose watching me.

"You okay?"

"Still in pain, but okay."

Rose was worried about me, and I could understand why. I gave her a look that reassured her that I was okay, and she kept getting ready. I wished that every morning of break could have been like this. No panic attacks, no pain, just love.

There was a knock on our door, and I made my way over to answer it. I twisted the knob and opened the door a crack.

"Yeeeeees?" I asked, drawing out my e.

"Your noble steed is ready to finish giving you that ride down the stairs."

"You hear that Rose? My kindness paid off last night," I said laughing.

"I don't offer rides often," James replied.

"Fine," I replied, with a smile plastered on my face.

I hobbled out the door, handing my crutches to Rose, and let James pick me up.

"So are we talking in your guys' room after breakfast?" James asked in a whisper.

"Yes," Rose replied.

"I'm sorry you guys have to make such a big deal about me," I said looking away.

James lifted my face up to look into his, "Never be ashamed to ask us for help, you hear me? We will always be here for you."

I looked away again, nodding my head, but not saying anything. I knew that Rose and James were sharing a look, but I was beginning to think, beginning to zone out. That didn't last long, however, because I was brought back to reality by feeling cold dew on my pant legs as I was set down in the grass. I watched as all of the kids went a grabbed brooms, horsing around as they chased each other.

"So you guys practice?" I called out to them.

"More like scrimmage against each other," Fred replied.

"Sometimes mum and dad come and be seekers for each team cause no one in the family got either of their seeking abilities," Albus said, laughing.

"What about me?" Lily asked.

"You are an okay seeker just like the rest of us, but you are a much better keeper. With enough practice you could be better than my dad," Rose told her, running her hand through Lily's hair.

"Oh right," giggled Lily, taking off on her broom to chase Hugo around.

"What about you Rose?" I asked.

"I"m a chaser."

"James?"

"Fred and I are beaters."

"Albus?"

"Spectator."

"Too clumsy?" I asked him.

"Definitely," he replied.

I laughed, inviting him to come sit with me. After about half an hour of watching them fly around with their makeshift teams I was getting sad. I had always wanted the ability to fly, but my parents had never wanted to spend money on a broom for me. I told Albus that I was going to go inside and check on breakfast.

"You want any company?" he asked me.

"No," I replied, "I'll be fine."

"Alright Iz," he said, with a twinkle in his eye, "Just holler at us if you need anything."

"Will do."

I made my back to the burrow. I smelled bacon and eggs as I hobbled through the door, almost getting hit by a plate on my way in.

"Oh sorry dear," Molly sang out.

"Morning," I replied, "Breakfast almost ready? Do you want me to get everyone?"

"Oh no darling," she chuckled, "They'll smell it soon enough, so I would take this time you have to eat up."

I grabbed four pieces of bacon and two scoops of eggs. I hoped Molly wouldn't say anything to Rose or them. I didn't want to be judged for how much I've been eating. I started eating and was almost done by the time anyone walked in through the door.

"Hey!" Abus called out, "What is this?"

I looked up startled at the way he called out. "What?" I asked, eggs almost falling out of my mouth.

"You're eating without us?" he said with mock surprise in his voice, "What happened to watching out for your friends?"

"With the way all of you eat?" I questioned him back, "No way, never again."

"I'm hurt," he put his hand to his heart in mocking pain.

I stuck my tongue out at him, and he responded by laughing and getting himself a big plate before going back to the door.

"Oi! Breakfast's ready!"

That was when you could hear the stampede of parents running down the stairs in hopes of beating their own children to the table. It was hilarious to see everyone pulling each other out of the way, well the boys anyhow. I watched as Rose came in behind them all, as did Hermione and Mrs. Potter. I had set aside a plate for Rose and asked Molly to grab it for her since I couldn't carry anything with the crutches.

"Isabella?" Mrs. Potter asked, "Is it true you've never been on a broom."

I nodded in response.

"Have some seconds dear," Molly said serving me up more eggs and bacon. I continued to eat so as not to be rude, sharing looks with Albus and Rose as they laughed at their grandma.

"Well I have one of my old brooms. It's not much, just a Firebolt, but it would be something until we could get you a better one from Diagon Alley." Mrs. Potter continued.

"Oh," I said, "You don't need to get me a broom. I can make a case for a broom with my parents."

"Well just let us know," she said winking at me, "I'm always willing to try to find a seeker for the Gryffindor team, seeing as my own children have failed me. By the way, who wants to go to my match tomorrow? I have four seats reserved, but might be able to get more."

"How about me, Albus, James, and Iz?" Rose asked offering us up.

"That's fine with me, since you were the first to say anything," Mrs. Potter answered her, then looked at me, "Let's go find that broom for you, shall we?"

I smiled one of the biggest smiles I'd ever smiled, "Definitely."