( Yes you read it right, in my world of Harry Potter, George and Luna get married. Thanks for reading my story! Oh ya by the way I forgot to say that I don't own any of this it belongs to JK Rowling.)

Those two words made everyone freeze. Sure we all didn't get along but fear has a tendency to unite people. Obviously Teddy was going to try to dictate us again so we'd need a leader before he got here, along with a battle plan. Since none of the idiots with me voiced any plans or opinions I voice mine.

"Ok we clearly need a battle plan and to make a battle plan we need a leader. We need a leader who is smart, smart enough to outsmart Teddy." I pause for a moment to let that sink in with them. Panic is clearly written on all of their faces even James. Once I feel that everyone, especially the little ones and the idiots, have grasped the situation I continue talking.

" I volunteer myself. I have the brains and I am just better than all of you, face it." Surprisingly I didn't get the reaction I needed. Instead James, my older brother who is wise in the ways of all idiocy, surveys our group.

"Ok kids, I have two things to say. One." Before continuing he turns with a look of exasperation at me.

"Lily you are the least suitable out of ALL of use here to lead. Even Clara could lead us better." Here he momentarily pauses to smile at Clara. While he's doing that I am quietly seething. Doesn't he KNOW how great I'd be at leading?! I mean it's literally in my blood. Harry Potter is my FATHER and sure I have brothers but for goodness sakes, they are a bunch of BOYS! What enrages me more is the fact that the morons AGREE with him!

"Number two." Oh right I forgot, the imbecile had more ridiculous points.

"I honestly don't understand what all of you are afraid of. We don't need a 'battle plan' to handle a boy. I grew up with him, I know how he operates. Just keep your heads down and you won't need to defend yourselves." Under his breathe he mutters something about how kids these days are impossible. By now all of my so called 'loving' cousins are looking at him with admiration, their heads bobbing up and down in agreement. Then Victoire, VICTOIRE my ally in this sorry excuse for a family, goes beside him.

"I agree with 'arry. Teddy is a bad kid but just stay out of his way, we're leaving in like 20 minutes anyways so just go get ready to go" With that she walks away. The rest of us look at each other. I don't for long because unlike them I have better things to do with my life.

I would have loved to just finish packing and prepare my ravishing face in privacy, like I would have if I was at home, but I had forgotten that I was sharing a room with Clara, Lucy, Josette and none other than Noire. Almost seconds after I 'd reached my, excuse me OUR, room Lucy and Josette came in. I would have stayed except all they ever talk about are the cute guys at Hogwarts and who they'd love to snog. So instead of staying I take my creams and lotions to the bathroom where I can at least get some privacy.

The only thing not amazing about me is the fact of my face. Merlin's beard I look like my mother. It's not that I'm drop dead gorgeous and my mom's not that far from being that either. It's the fact that I look like a Weasley. My red hair goes down past my shoulder and stops about halfway down my chest. And I have freckles, FRECKLES! Though they're not really obvious, that's besides the point. One of the few things are not completely Weasley are my eyes. They are a deep amber. I know what you're thinking, amber eyes?! She's crazy! Yes it's true, my eyes are amber I dunno why but ya, it's true. It's no fair that Albus and James got the Potter looks. Sure Albus's hair is a really dark amber but that is really hard to see on him! Though I'm sure that no matter what I'm going to be the heartthrob for all those wizards at Hogwarts.

As I'm leaving I hear Dad arguing. Strange, I just realized that the arguing I heard earlier might not have been Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione in fact I don't think they're even here yet. Obviously what ever dad's arguing about and who its with is something he doesn't want us to hear. Of course though I am much more mature than even the eldest of our cousins. I don't consider it eavesdropping, it's listening to what I should rightfully know. I peep around the corner to see a very odd scene. Dad is standing in the middle of the hall with his arms crossed and with him is the person he is obviously arguing with. To my surprise I realize that I have no idea who this woman is, she's not even vaguely familiar. I brush it off, she's probably just a peddler trying to sell dad something, or get his autograph. Upstairs I hear mum yelling that it's time to go, but just before I slip off I hear dad say something odd.

" Yes you gave me a house to live in, but you never gave me a home." With his back turned to me dad watches the woman leave. After she leaves he looks at the door for awhile. Taking this as a great moment to slip away without being spotted I run upstairs to grab my trunk. As mum's ushering us out the door I watch dad, he seems to be a little out of it. I hope that he's better when we get to the train. I mean when everyone sees that my dad is Harry Potter I don't want him to be all moppy and stuff. Parents can be so embarrassing.

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