Seraphina Weasley rolled back on her heels. She wrapped her hand against the bathroom door and heard a grumbled "for the last time I am COMING, Jesus I've been in here two minutes and-" James stopped speaking when he bumped straight into Ser after opening the bathroom door. "Oh it you, sorry."

"Whatever ponce. How long does it take a guy to use the bathroom in the morning?" She spat back.

She was always pissed in the morning. Well she was always pissed.

She was a ticking time bomb and every sentence was witty and sarcastic and nasty sounding.

But she couldn't help it.

And this family was making her sick, always bustling and happy and singing.

Sure, some of them got up to trouble. Ser liked that. And she'd be keeping an eye on it, maybe offer her skilled ways if needed.

But Rose for example. What a bore.

She hasn't seen Rose put down that dusty old book since she arrived 3 days ago.

Ser stepped into the bathroom and clicked the lock shut before stripping naked.

The soft material of her pajama bottoms slid down her legs, the clingy material of her tank top tugged off her, the plastic clips of her bra popping and allowing her breasts to be free, finally.

She looked at the shower.

Fucking magical devise. Honestly.

You couldn't have a normal shower?

Although Ser was a witch, and she knew it, she and her mother had lived a normal muggle life.

They watched tv, rung people on telephones, read stories like Cinderella, and had normal stupid showers.

What could this shower even do any better than her little bath shower at home in her poky bathroom in her poky little council flat. That she missed.

Soon after she got in and pulled the lever though, Ser understood what difference it actually was and why James took so long in the bathroom.

She set the temperature to Extremely Hot, because Ser loved the odd occasions her mum paid the gas bill and she could actually have a hot shower instead of a luke warm one.

For some reason whenever she was in water she wanted it to burn her.

It was just a thing.

And though she gasped when different heads emerged from the original lone-standing one and gushed down over her it wasn't hot enough.

She pushed the temperature button again and the water automatically became hotter.

She had to bite her lip to hold back the scream and the hot water shocked her body at the fast gushing contact so much she stumbled back, only into more water.

She could see her tanned skin turning red.

Her body was numb to the pain by now though and Ser welcomed the scalding water by splashing it over her and rubbing her hands through her hair.

She finished her shower shortly after a few yells from that brat Roxanne and pulled a towel over her burned body.

When she opened the door, Roxanne's mouth opened.

"You look sun-burnt"

"I don't care" was all Ser managed and she slipped away up the hall and up the flight of stairs.

She waltzed into the bedroom she was sharing with "Must read my book" and "I'm such a tough Slytherin"

Thankfully no one was there.

The towel glided of her body as she snapped her fingers and was instantly dry.

She picked out washed out denim shorts and an Ireland t-jersey.

Slipping on socks, she made her way out of the bedroom and worked for downstairs.

But before she made it down she found Fred, James and Louis on the second floor, playing with some firecrackers.

She looked at them. They looked guilty. Obviously they didn't want to get caught.

"If you're doing something you don't want me to know about why don't you go somewhere more private?" She asked.

"It's not private its just Grandma we don't want to get caught by." Louis told her.

"We aren't meant to mess around with these in the house." Fred added.

"What are you doing with them?" Ser wanted to know.

"Nothing really."

"Hey, isn't your Grandma-" Ser looked down annoyed to find the culprit of the voice who cut her off, James, "She's your Grandma too" he said. Ser ignored him, "having a huge barbeque here tonight? Why don't you use it for that?"

"She'd kill us." Louis said.

"As she's never grounded you before, come on dry balls it'll be fun." Ser said.

"Yeah dry-balls" James nudged him.

Ser laughed and she decided in that moment she'd help them. Let them know she was game.

"Let me help." She said.

"We don't need a girls help" shot Louis, grinding on the word girl.

Ser stood on his hand which was keeping him propped up.

"OUCH WHAT THE HELL"

"Girl wants to help, let her help" said Fred and Ser smiled. "Later though, I'm starving" she said and flew off down the stairs.

So I had meant to get in The barbeque in this.

This is probably shit because it's 3am and I'm tired so next one will be Sers pov

And I'll try get it up tmoro

I kno the whole burning thing was kinda weird

But sers a kinda weird character

~Nia