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Chapter two: Ashley
The morning dawned clear and bright. Harry vaguely noticed someone on the other side of the room waking Ron up. He closed his eyes for a few more moments until he felt someone shaking his bed, yelling at him to get up.
"Come on, Harry! It's time for breakfast!" he heard Hermione say. Harry cracked open his eyes and was greeted with a bright ray of sunshine streaming through the window.
"Morning," he mumbled, trying to focus his eyes on the sites in the blurry room. He put on his glasses and climbed out of bed.
Ron and he dressed quickly, and walked with Hermione and Ginny down to the kitchen for breakfast. It was obvious that the house belonged to a family of wizards. Each picture moved, talked and interacted with the passers-by and the hallways were filled with unusual magical devices.
Fred and George were already in the kitchen when the four of them arrived. They sat at a wooden table, while Mrs. Weasley made them some eggs and bacon sandwiches.
"Harry dear, I'm sure you are worried about your family that the order left behind," she remarked loading some eggs on to a plate for each of them.
"A bit," he replied. Harry had honestly forgotten about the Dursleys in the excitement of seeing all his friends from school, but he did want to know if his aunt, uncle and cousin were still alive after the fright of last night.
Mrs. Weasley was about to reply when a girl of about thirteen years of age walked into the kitchen. She was very thin with brown hair and green eyes, and had a sports bag over one shoulder.
"Good morning dear," Mrs. Weasley said as the girl grabbed an orange from a basket on the counter, "are you heading off to football then?"
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley, we've got a big game on Saturday against a team from Scotland," she replied.
"Ashley, there are a few people I would like you to meet," Mrs. Weasley said beckoning Ashley over to the table, "these are my sons, Fred, George and Ron, this is my daughter Ginny, and these are their friends Hermione and Harry."
"You're Harry Potter aren't you," the girl said looking Harry straight in the eye.
"How did you know," he replied somewhat sarcastically.
"Lucky guess," she replied and left.
A/N Once again I am sorry for taking so long to update, and I know my chapters are really short. That helps me get them to you faster!!!!
I will try to post again either today or this weekend.