Thank you to all who have stopped to read the story so far, I hope you enjoy the next chapter. So without further ado...
Summer 1994 , Time: 5:30 p.m, Location: The Burrow
Mia was never the type of person to slack, her body was always in motion which would seem essential for a dancer. Sometimes however, she longed for the times
when she could take breaks from her studies and private lessons, to just sit on her favorite bench outside of the greenhouse. The muffled sounds of classes being
taught nearby, along with the mild weather in the spring and fall seasons could easily lull her into a relaxed state, after her mind numbing classes. In fact, one of her
favorite memories was sitting outside the castle after finishing her exams, only to be tackled by Teddy and drug down to the lake's edge to join their friends. Sadly,
after graduation she was hardly ever able to keep in contact with any of her friends from her Hogwarts' days. She mostly hung out with the other girls from the
academy. The more Mia thought about it, Teddy and his family was currently the only tie she had to the Wizarding world besides The Profit which she received by post
owl. After she had graduated from Hogwarts, her performing career had begun to take over her life. From her waking moment, to her late night studying sessions,
she basically ate, breathed, and lived for the academy. In Mia's mind that wasn't necessarily bad, she was just dedicated to her career. Although others may say
otherwise, for example the old woman across the hall in her complex, had claimed to the other building residents that she only worked so much because she couldn't
get a date. Even if it bugged her to no end, Mia never had commented back to the nosy old woman. However, Mia's lack of response seemed to be all the permission
the old woman needed to continue to spread gossip about her. Mia had just given up on her hope that the woman would stop at this point, and just used her
frustration to focus even more on her training. Besides, she was close, extremely close, to being done with her training and beginning to perform for the public. The
talent scouts which had already visited the academy, had begun evaluating the young performers and were seemingly eager to speak with Mia much to her surprise.
Her future was so close, and yet now after whatever had happened to her back on that street, Mia could almost sense that things for her were about to change in a
big way. Beginning to slowly regain her senses, she immediately realized that she had been moved from wherever she had originally landed. Much to her displeasure,
a small groan escaped her lips, as she slowly began to move in her spot. Allowing her eyelids to open slowly to reveal her dazed hazel eyes, the daze quickly left upon
meeting two pairs of extremely mischievous eyes. Locking her gaze with the two boys before her she could almost sense the trouble radiating off of them, Teddy
often had that same look about him when he was about to prank someone relentlessly. Something seemed familiar about the two redhead headed boys standing
above her. If only, her head would stop spinning for a moment. "Ah, look here Forge it seems our guest is waking up." a voice cheered from above her. Another voice
chiming in reply to his comment, jokingly added with a grin on his face, "Well Gred, after an entrance like that it's no wonder that she slept for so long, I'd probably
have keeled over if I had attempted that entrance." After hearing their alternating conversation for a few moments, Mia's reeling mind had seemed to finally catch up
with the situation at hand. Much to her surprise, the idea it had supplied her with was nothing short of mad. Feeling the minimal color that had returned to her face
drain out of her face once more, her mouth seemed to seal itself shut as she stared at the two identical boys in front of her. They were the Weasley twins,and they
were standing right in front of her. Both very much alive, and younger than she had ever seen them before. She of course had met George once or twice when he was
an adult, during her visits to the Burrow with Teddy. And she'd seen pictures of Fred before. But to see both twins in front of her was an experience in itself. As her
thoughts kicked into a frenzy, she barely heard one of the twins tell the other to go fetch their mum, before she passed out again. The lanky red head closest to her
quickly kneeled down at her side, as his twin dashed out of the room. His twin's voice echoing as he shouted, "Mum! Come quick, the girl finally woke up!" The boy at
her side speaking up, she slowly blinked at him as his words began to filter into her ears. "...You've given basically everyone a scare and we don't even know your
name yet. Mum basically went mental as soon as you passed out on the table. Ron, my younger brother actually screamed so loud I was almost convinced we had
gained another little sister. So that was a marvelous experience, and Ginny even looked startled. Which is something that never happens, so you should be proud.
Very dramatic entrance by the way, but the whole falling unconscious thing kind of cut down the full possible effect of it. And if you're wondering about why you're in
here, Dad told George and I to move you so you weren't in the middle of everything. Apparently we didn't need any more chaos in the kitchen at the moment which I
think is utter rubbish." Hearing this information spouted at her in a rapid fire fashion, Mia was almost sure she was still out cold and this was just a crazy figment of
her imagination. Feeling that her throat was extremely dry, she slowly croaked out with her slightly sarcastic tone, "You do realize that I probably won't remember
anything you just told me due to the fact that I'm pretty sure my head is one moment away from rolling off my shoulders onto the floor." As she slowly sat up from
her spot, on what she now saw was a worn sofa, her hazel eyes drifted back to meet who she guessed was Fred who was staring back at her with a crooked grin on
his face. "Ah, so she can speak! George was convinced that tumble you took might have roughed you up a bit." Rolling her hazel eyes briefly before taking a moment
to study his appearance she asked her voice regaining some of it's strength , "So I never got your name…" Sticking out a freckled and slightly calloused hand for her
to shake, he added his voice sarcastically professional, "Fred Weasley, Gryffindor, beater for my house's Quidditch team, prankster, and the better looking twin
obviously." Quietly laughing in response to his overacted introduction, she gently shook his hand before a woman's voice all but screeched, "Fred Weasley! What are
you doing waking that poor girl up?!" Looking over to the doorway to see a shorter red headed woman with George snickering silently at the woman's side, she
quickly realized that this woman was Molly Weasley or more commonly known Mrs. Weasley. In the the future, or well, she supposed the present for her, Mrs.
Weasley was actually quite fond of her and loved the fact that Teddy could, and she quoted, "Have such a nice young girl as a friend". But that didn't necessarily
mean that she would think the same of her now, that she had literally dropped into her kitchen. The older woman quickly rushed to Mia's side after gently shooing her
son out of her way to make him stand with his brother. Letting her hands hover over Mia's surprised face for a few moments, and making small noises of disapproval
every now and then, she finally took out her wand and mumbled a few quick spells which quickly cleared Mia's aching head and left her feeling much better. Sensing
that Mrs. Weasley wasn't quite done with fussing over her, she tried her best to stay still for the overly concerned woman. Quickly growing board over being checked
over, Mia's eyes slowly drifted over to the identical twins who were watching their mother's actions with much amusement. The boy's quickly realizing that Mia was
watching them, they easily began to make faces at her silently from behind their mother. The corners of her lips threatening to turn into a smile, Mia quietly snorted
at their actions gaining Mrs. Weasley's attention. The older woman's head whipping around to look at the boys, Mia almost burst out laughing at the action .Hurriedly
righting themselves the twins grimaced as their mother screeched, "What are you boys doing?" The boys trying and failing to come up with a response, Mrs. Weasley
quickly turned back to Mia and spoke to her, her voice much kinder with a warm smile on her face, "I'm sorry dear, for having to deal with them. They are usually
better behaved. I'm Molly Weasley, but you can call me Molly dear." Staring at Mrs. Weasley with a bit of shock as to how welcoming the woman was Mia replied
honestly,"It's no problem at all Mrs. Weasley, and thank you for being so kind to me." Slowly standing up, she immediately noticed that she towered over the older
red headed woman, standing at 5'10 and a half, she knew she was taller than most girls she was around. In fact, this had earned her the dubbed nickname of
'Rockette' at the academy due to her unusually tall figure. Wobbling a bit she righted herself, before speaking again as she looked at , "I'm Amelia West, but you can
call me Mia, if you'd like." Seeing the twins quietly sneak out of the room into the kitchen, Mia let her eyes follow their sneaking forms before they disappeared from
view as spoke, "Well then Amelia, it's wonderful to meet you. Are you feeling any better?" Nodding, Mia smiled at her and rolled her shoulders slightly while joking.
"Never better. A bit sore, but I suppose that's to be expected after what happened to me." Looking down at her wrinkled and dirty light blue colored running jacket,
black yoga pants and plain flats which were smudged with dirt Mia slightly winced as she thought of how out of place she must have looked. seeming to read her
thoughts spoke with a sympathetic tone, "I know you would probably like to clean yourself up, but we do need to speak to you about how you ended up in the kitchen
dear." Knowing that her needed explanation was inevitable, Mia quietly followed back into the kitchen, where four redheaded teens scrambled away from behind the
door frame. Swiftly saying a few scolding words to the redheads in the room, before sending them upstairs Mia easily picked out Ginny and Ron as they passed to
head upstairs. Both Ron and Ginny sending her looks of curiosity, followed by the twins who sported matching grins she tried to shake the feeling that this
conversation wouldn't be limited just to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Moving to sit at a chair closest to the door, she spotted her beloved duffle bag sitting on the other end
of the table, along with her phone and ear buds resting nonchalantly on top of the bag. Slightly cringing at the thought of what they may have seen from her phone
alone, Mia quietly prepared herself as the older Weasley couple sat down in front of her at the table. Mrs. Weasley opening her mouth to speak, was silently
interrupted by a look from . Speaking for the first time to Mia since she had been shoved into the past, 's tone was patient and kind, in fact it was the same tone
she'd seen him use with his future grandchildren many times. "I'm glad to see that you're doing much better. My wife has told me that your name is Amelia. So
Amelia, I know that you're probably very tired and shocked from whatever has happened to you but if you wouldn't mind I think we would like to hear about how you
came to be in our home." Giving a nervous, half-hearted laugh as she looked the couple in the eye Mia weakly joked, " I guess I have a lot of explaining to do…. but
I'm afraid I don't exactly know where to start." giving her a reassuring smile nodded her head slightly as if to encourage her to continue. Steeling her nerve, Mia
chose to tell the truth, an altered truth, but a truth nonetheless. Beginning to speak, her voice slowly growing more confident as she spoke she started her tale, "I
was just walking from my apartment to head to my performing arts school. I suppose it was my fault for not paying as close of attention as I should have, but I
thought I was safe enough with my wand in my bag." Pausing a moment to quietly scoff at her own words, Mia shook her head before continuing in her tale. "There
was a man who just appeared out of nowhere, he...he took my bag and just ran. I knew I couldn't let him have it so I went after him. He led me down this street and
dropped my bag in the middle of it, before running off. That probably should have been the biggest warning to me that something was wrong. I went and grabbed my
bag, and pulled out my wand to try to defend myself if anything should have popped up. Then all of a sudden, this portal like thing showed up out of nowhere. I
moved closer to it to try to find out what it was, but I got distracted. As soon as I let my guard down I was shoved through that thing by the same man who stole my
bag. Then all I can remember is waking up here…." Letting her voice fade off she began to lightly trace the veins on her arm, It was an old habit she had picked up
from when she was younger. Whenever she would get stressed she would trace her arm and it would somehow calm her down, and it had seemed to stick with her
into adulthood. After a few moments of silence, Mia hesitantly brought her gaze back up to see the shocked face of along with the concerned face of . Seeing their
reactions to her slightly altered story Mia was almost glad that she had refrained from giving them any more details about what had happened to her. "Oh, you poor
thing…" mumbled as Mr. Weasley asked, "Amelia do you have anyone we should contact?" Mia's thoughts quickly shifting to her parent's she thought about what their
reactions would be to find out their daughter had disappeared into thin air. She could hardly stand the thought of them finding out and Teddy...Teddy would have a fit.
He was much too protective of her at times, he had basically scared all of the male population at Hogwarts away from her, much to her dislike. She could almost bet
the in-training Auror would be searching all over England by the time he was through, but her mouth only supplied one seemingly logical answer. "No, my parents are
currently out of the picture, have been for a while now. But I am twenty, even if I don't look it so legally I'm capable of taking care of myself." Mr. Weasley nodding he
muttered something quietly to his wife before moving towards the door. She could see a white animal silently appear from his wand and hover in mid air before him,
as Mr. Weasley mumbled his message to the animal. Finishing his message and sending the animal off into the night he returned to the kitchen briefly to mumble one
last thing to his wife before bidding Mia goodnight and leaving the room. "Now Amelia dear, in case you're wondering Arthur just sent a message to Dumbledore. I
think he might be interested to hear what happened to you. But for now I suggest you just get some rest and clean up, and hopefully things will be able to sort
themselves out more tomorrow. Now I hope you don't mind, but I don't really have any extra rooms ready, so I'm going to have you bunk with my daughter Ginny.
I'm sure you'll both get along seeing that you seem to have a similar personality." Watching as Mrs. Weasley headed for the stairs Mia slowly followed behind her,
grabbing her duffle and phone as she walked. Climbing the multiple sets of stairs, she looked at the doors they passed with interest. Seeing that the doors although
brighter in color, and the designs that riddled them were essentially the same as when she had last visited the home in the future it was a small comfort to recognize
another thing that was not different despite the time she was in. As she passed one wildly colored and scorched door riddled with mysterious stains, she could have
almost sworn there were two pairs of eyes watching them as they passed. Letting her eyes fall back onto the kind woman before her Mia spoke hesitantly,"I wouldn't
want to be anymore of a bother than I already have been , I'm sure I could just bunk somewhere else if that would be better." Mrs. Weasley pausing at a plain
colored door, that Mia recognized as the bathroom, she spoke with confidence leaving no room for Mia to argue, "I won't be having you go anywhere else after what I
just heard from you, I believe you've gone through enough excitement for today." Opening the bathroom door for her she added before heading back off downstairs,
"There should be everything you need in here, but if you need anything else just call. When your done all you have to do is head down this hall and the door at the
end is Ginny's. Hopefully by the time you're done I'll have set up the cot for you." Giving her a relieved smile, Mia gratefully mumbled a thank you before slipping
inside the bathroom and proceeding to clean herself up. Once she had finished cleaning herself up, Mia realized how much grime she had acquired after chasing down
the man down the streets of London and traveling through that mysterious portal. Her previously messy hair now laid in waves down her shoulders and her dirt and
sweat covered face was now clear revealing her lightly tanned skin tone. Hazel eyes staring back at her as she threw her hair up into a messy bun, she checked over
her reflection. Soft black athletic shorts and an old baggy T-shirt which she had planned to wear to her afternoon practice was her clothing of choice. It wasn't the
best set of pajamas but given her situation she had never been more thankful to have her duffle with her. Tugging her bun into place and brushing a few stray hairs
out of her face, she quietly padded out into the hall, carrying her bag at her side. Coming to a stop in front of the last door in the hall, Mia knocked lightly on the
door. Seconds later, she was almost shocked as to how quickly the door had shot open for her.
Standing before her was Ginny Weasley, all the determination and pride that she showed as an adult seemed to be doubled in her
younger self as she stared at Mia. "So, you're Amelia then?" Nodding at Ginny as she stepped aside to let Mia in, she added, "You can
call me Mia if you'd like, and I'm sorry for having to bunk with you, I didn't mean to be a hassle." Moving to sit on the cot and shove her
duffle under the bed, she noticed Ginny watching her curiously from her own bed before replying. "Honestly I don't mind, it does get a bit
boring around here, even with Fred and George's pranks. It's also nice to have another girl around, sometimes my brothers can drive me
mad. I do have to ask though, how did you actually end up here?" Letting her body collapse on the old cot she replied to Ginny after a
heavy sigh, "Honestly it's still a bit confusing to me as well, but I can promise you that i'll tell you whatever I can tomorrow." Looking over
to see Ginny silently debating Mia's words, she watched Ginny's expression go from frustration at the lack of an answer, to excitement
over the possibility of an answer before nodding in agreement to her statement and settling down in her bed. A quiet goodnight and click
of the lamp later, Mia was left to lie on her cot, her mind clouded with information until she was finally able to drift off.