AN: Let's see, sick, and going away from week end, um…I just wrote my favorite character out, not a good week. So I'm posting this the first time I got a chance. Though this is a fun little chapter with Weasley fun! Enjoy Thanks to my sister for being my beta.

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Warnings: Character Death, small bits of Matt/Mello, rearranging of plot lines, Spoilers for HP book 4 and Matt and Mello's names, awkward-ness of little boys, No Mello, and smexy Matt.

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"Welcome back to the family Mail." The woman, Matt's mother said. Matt didn't know how to feel at this. He had never had a family before. Err…he did once but he didn't remember them. His mother led him to the door and opened it for him. He took a deep breath and stepped into the door of the house. BOOM! Matt fell to the ground. Matt tried to look around but something was on top of him. Someone was on top of him. The girl that was on top of him had red hair and a lot of freckles. The girl must be related to him some how. Now the girl was hugging him.

"Can you get off of me? I'm rather uncomfortable…" He said. Matt was uncomfortable. He really didn't like hugging girls. The girl nodded and got up. She held a hand out to help Matt up, but he just stood up. She looked very peppy and spoke in a chirpy voice.

"Hello I'm Ginny." Ok, what was Matt to do with this? He just stood there.

"You're Mail right?" Mail, Matt hated that name. But he nodded. The girl smiled.

"Then I'm your sister. It's so cool to find out I have another brother!" Sure, Matt was now scared of this girl. This was saying something. He wasn't scared of Mello, who could make some teachers cry, but he was scared of this girl. Who was apparently his sister. Finally his mother had come into the house.

"I see you've met Ginny." Matt nodded. He figured if he just smiled and nodded he would get through it.

"So Mail you have to meet every one else!" And with this Ginny pulled him away. She led Matt to another room (A dinning room?) that had a long table with people sitting at it. There were three spots open. It seemed one was for Ginny, one for his mother (who's name still escaped him), and one for Matt. Matt used the skills he learned to find out as much about the people who sat their. Analyze them.

He looked at the oldest first. A man, father figure? Must be. He had loose clothing and was balding. Not much could be said about him. The next oldest was another male. He was…different. His hair was a lot longer and he had some kind of bloody earring. The next one he looked at scared him more then Ginny. He was smiling at Matt very hugely. He looked like a demon crossed with Mello with no chocolate. Matt shivered at the thought. He continued down the line. The next was prim and proper and looked like he had a stick shoved up his arse. Ewww…the next two looked the same. Twins, gosh this would not be fun. Matt really hated twins. He never knew why, he just hated twins. The last one he didn't know was a boy, younger then him. He was playing with the strings hanging off his clothes. Looking at the family Matt could infer that they didn't have that much money, no one would ever where pink, and he wouldn't like a lot of them. His mother then came back into the room. Ginny sat down and told him to sit down. So Matt took a seat. He felt everyone's eyes on him. They all smiled at him. His mother sat down in the seat that was left. Matt wondered if this could get more awkward. No, he decided it couldn't. Why didn't he run away with Mello? That was a great idea. Oh, ya. He didn't because he wanted Mello to be L's successor. Damn L! Matt cursed L to the pit of hell. He then noticed that his mother was talking to him. Shit, he wasn't listening.

"So, that's how things work in the house." Matt would probably need to know that some time…oh well. He should probably listen from now on.

"So, where did you grow up?" The very old man asked.

"Wammy's house…it's an orphanage."

"Ah, so you didn't have much muggle schooling?" Matt raised his eyebrows (He's the only Wammy Boy with eyebrows) in question.

"Whats a muggle?" Matt hated feeling stupid. He was the third smartest at Wammy House! He should know things!

"A non-magic user. That's all muggle means." Ok, so he thought he was a muggle. Ok, now Matt knew a bit more he was a bit happier with that. Yes happiness is good, very good. He could tell that his mother was going to say something but the youngest boy interrupted.

"What's with the huge goggles? There kind of weird" Ah, the boy wanted to know about his life source, err…his goggles. Matt played way too many video games, way too many.

"I like my goggles. There a quirk of mine. I've worn them so long I don't think anything would look right if it wasn't tinted orange and your face is weird." Burn! Wow…Matt hung around Mello too much. He had vowed he would never tell one and now he just made a 'your face' joke. Mello would be so proud of him for using one.

"Um…Mail…?" His mother asked.

"Sorry…jokes like that are popular where I grew up. My friend was the king of jokes and such…" At this the twins smiled bigger. Matt shivered, twins…he had no clue why he hated them.

"Really? Were you into jokes and pranks?"

"Kind of…" This answer seemed to make them perk up even more. He saw the look of evil plots on their faces. He knew that look so well, he himself used it a lot. Then the one who had the, what Matt liked to call the Rodger look, scowled.

"You should know that troublemakers aren't tolerated in this family." Matt had to laugh. He laughed so loud. Rodger had given him and Mello this speech so many times before. Rodger had to invent new punishments to teach the two of them not to do things. His favorite had been to repaint all the lawn decorations with no chocolate. Mello was very profane at that moment. How were they to know that Near was not a lawn gnome? Needless to say that they covered the lawn gnomes in chocolate…they got smacked for that one.

"The orphanage director had to create new punishments for me…the old ones weren't teaching me anything…All I did the one time was tie some kid up and made him stand in the lawn as a gnome…" The look on the prudes face was hilarious. He got the 'I am Rodger hear me kill' look on his face. Matt had to know.

"Is your name Rodger?" This boy was so like Rodger.

"No, it's Percy. Why do you ask?" Percy, almost as bad as Rodger.

"You reminded me of the care taker Rodger…you seem like a pedophile." Oops…did Matt say that out loud. He did. Luckily the twins found this funny and laughed at it. When the laughter died down he figured he should change the subject.

"So, the two of you have been quite." Matt said to the eldest two boys at the table. They smiled at him.

"Sorry, I'm Bill." Ok, the one who looked like he was a colorful emo was Bill.

"And I'm Charlie. Nice to…um…see you again." This one seemed normal. Matt thought he would be the best of them. Cue awkward silence. So the family sat in silence for some time.
"So Mail, have you had a lot of muggle schooling?" Muggle? Oh ya, a non magical person.

"Yes I have. The orphanage was big about schooling."

"Really, I study muggles. You'll have to tell me all about them." His father said. Matt just nodded and sat in more silence. Matt finally got tired of all the silence.

"Let's play a game. It's called the question game. You ask me a question and then I'll ask you one. You have to answer truthfully." The family nodded. They got the first question. They were going to debate whom got to ask the first question but one of the twins took it.

"What's the worst thing you've done at this orphanage?" Matt had to think about this one…he knew

"My friend and I took this one boy's toys, then we blended them and made him eat them. We got in so much trouble." He had to chuckle at this memory…Near now never let the rest of his robots out of his sight. Matt's turn for a question.

"Ok, Mom, what were you on when you named me Mail?" That came out wrong. HE didn't mean to insult her.

"On? I was on a bed….I think." Well, she really didn't get it, so Matt decided he would be fine. Their turn. One of the older boys (Charlie?) took this one.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" That was one question he didn't want to answer. What would he say? He didn't have a girlfriend, he had a boyfriend. He wouldn't tell them this if he had known them longer. He knew how to answer it being honest.

"Yes I have had a significant other." There, that meant it could be a girl or boyfriend. They all looked…scary at this.

"What's she like?"

"What does she look like?"

"What's her name?" Too many questions. Matt needed to be calm. He reached into his bag and pulled out his cigarettes and a lighter. He lit one and took a drag of it.

"Now, I'll answer one question at a time." He inhaled the smoke through his nose. They looked like they wanted to talk about something else.
"What? I thought you wanted me to answer…"
"What is that in your mouth?" His mother asked.

"A cigarette." He answered honestly. There was nothing wrong with his cigarette.

"It's bad for you." One of his brothers said. Matt really didn't care. He was going to die young anyway. Why not enjoy his time.

"Let me make this clear, no smoking!" His mother said. Matt rolled his eyes and kept smoking.

"There is nothing wrong with it." Matt defended his third love. First was Mello, then video games. His mother gave him a glance. He sighed and put the cigarette out. He then put it back into the package. His mother then took it from him and destroyed it. Damn her! Matt needed his cigarettes. Without them he was like Mello with out chocolate.

"So, about your girlfriend?" One of his older brothers asked. Matt had to think how to say this right…he knew.

"My significant other's name is Mel." A gender neutral nickname.

"My significant other has blonde hair and blue eyes. I think they are from Russia or Germany."

"Just wondering what kind of a name is Mel?" Ugly face guy asked this.

"It's a nickname dumbass."

"What's it short for?"

"I really don't know. Every one went by a nickname." Ugly face just nodded. Good, that was all Matt was going to give out about Mello. So the day went on with questions and answers. Eventually the family got bored with this and other conversations broke out.

"So Ron, when is Hermione getting here again?" Molly asked Ron. 'Ugly face' or Ron looked thoughtful, wow Matt thought, that must be hard for him.

"Sometime tonight I think…I have to write Harry and tell him what happened." So Ron left to write to some Harry.

"Who are Hermione and Harry?" Matt asked.

"Just Ron's friends. By the way, you'll be in his room." Joy, rooming with Ugly. Matt could hardly wait. So his mother told him how to get to the room and he went. He found the room and knocked on the door. The number of times he walked in on Mello made him learn to knock. The door opened and Ugly looked at him.

"What do you want?"

"I'm rooming with you…your…err…mom said so." So Ron sighed and let him in. His room was red. There were moving posters all over his room. In a cage was a small owl.

"Why do you have an owl?" Ron rolled his eyes.

"How else do you send letters to people?" Ok then…

"You use the post…you know, mailman?"

"I use one of them once…to send a letter to Harry." Ok then, note: Wizards did not use normal things. Matt didn't want to do it, but he had to keep the peace.

"Look, were rooming together…so we should try to get along. So I'm Ma…Mail, nice to meet you." Matt then stuck his hand out to shake Ron's. Ron really didn't like him at all, so he ignored Matt. Matt just frowned, he wasn't going to try hard if Ron didn't try at all. So Matt flopped down on Ron's bed and pulled out his gameboy. He flicked it on. It didn't turn on. So he tried again. Nope. His eyes got big. Ron noticed this.

"Muggle electrics don't work with magic." Matt looked at him.

"No vid…video games…I'm going though withdrawal. No video games or cigarettes." Matt felt like he was going to die. He saw his roommate find a piece of something and start writing on it with a feather. No pens? He would die. He then attached it to the owl. The owl then flew out of the window and flew off to parts unknown. Ron turned around and saw Matt on his bed. He seemed to have a problem with it.

"What's your problem? I've been here one day and you hate me…" Ron just looked at him.

"You just come here and get more attention in a day then I've gotten all my life. Then the first thing you say to me is an insult. How should I feel?" Jealous much?

"Well you insulted my goggles so that makes up for that. And I really don't want attention anyway. No need to get so jealous that I kill you in your sleep for being so annoying." Matt said to the jealous boy.

"I am not jealous!"

"You just said you were. You want something I have, that is called jealousy. Learn it."

"Why don't you just go back where you came from, we have enough people in this family with out you."

"You think I like being here? You think I like being pulled out of my home and dragged into this place?" Ron scoffed.

"You had no home. Orphanages aren't homes." Really? Matt was going to teach him a lesson now.

"You think so? Do you really think that? You know nothing then. It is a home to me. My friends are there, people I thought of as family are there. I may never see any of them again. How would you feel if you knew you could never see anyone you loved again?" Ron was speechless. He hadn't thought of it like that.

"I never thought that…" Matt just nodded. He reached for a cigarette but then remembered his new mother had taken them. He decided to ask Ron for help.

"Any way to get my cigarettes back? I really need them."

"No, she destroyed them. There bad for you anyway. They'll kill you faster."

"I'm dying young anyway. So might as well have fun with the short life I'll have." Ron was puzzled.

"Dying young? Why would you die young?" Matt would have answered but the door opened. A young girl about Ron's age came in. She didn't see Matt at first.

"Hello Ron, how's your summer been? Your mother said that you had a surprise…" She threw her bag on Ron's bed, hitting Matt right in the stomach. He fell to the floor with a thump.

"Um…Hello, that hurt." Hermione looked over to him.

"Sorry, who are you anyway?"
"Hermione this is my long lost brother Mail…" She looked at him. Studying him. Matt knew the look. The 'this can't be happening look'. Matt knew that look, too. It often happened when he was caught doing something stupid.

"I know it's hard to believe…but yes I am related to him" She nodded.

"I'm Hermione Granger." Ok, why did he care?

"Mail Weasley, but you knew that. You can call me Matt if you want." Please let them want to call him Matt. He hated the name Mail.

"Why Matt? That makes no sense to call you. Mail, is a nice name." She said. Matt scowled. Ron then had to go get something and left the two of them alone.

"Are you sleeping in here too?" Matt asked the girl.

"No, I'm rooming with Ginny. When did you find out that you were a part of the family?"

"Yesterday…I only met them today. Not the most popular around here." She smiled.

"Well Ron gets jealous easily. He's the youngest boy…err…he was."

"He still is, I'm older by a year."

"Oh, well he doesn't like having to live up to all that." Matt understood that.

"I get that. So what is your deal?" She looked confused.

"My deal?" Matt rolled his eyes, no one was going to understand him.

"Sorry, Wammy language. Why are you here?" She smiled

"Oh, Ron invited me to the Quidditch World Cup so I'm here for awhile."

"What's Quidditch?" Her eyes widened.

"Ask Ron, he can explain it better. So where were you for so many years?"
"Orphanage called Wammy's House." Her eyes widened in surprise.

"I was their once. My parents were thinking of adopting a kid from their. The kids were all so creepy. They were all very smart too. I remember one a lot. He was very white. He sat on the floor playing with toys…It was depressing."

"That's Near. It's not a nice orphanage though. I made it through ok though. Had the right friends and mixed with the right crowd."

"You must be smart then. To be in that orphanage." Matt nodded.

"Yep, third in the whole place." Her eyes widened.

"Third? That's high up on the scale…" Matt just nodded. The two stood in silence for awhile then Hermione asked.

"Is that why you have the goggles? A Wammy house quirk? All the kids there had odd habits." Matt nodded. That was that. Soon Ron came back into the room. He told Matt that their mother would be up later to get something for him to sleep on. Matt just nodded.

"So did you guys talk at all?" He asked. Matt nodded and Hermione blushed a bit and nodded. Matt then went over to his bags. He went though and took out a chocolate wrapper. He put it to his nose and inhaled.

AN: That's it for this chapter. Not my best chapter ever. Hermione has a crush on Matt, he is the hottie of the family . I have the house down to Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. The easier one would be Gryffindor, I can make him interact with the characters I need him to easier. But he is very smart and would look smexy in Ravenclaw colors. So put what house you want him in. I enjoyed writing the whole 'not lying but not telling his family he was gay' thing. I am going away for the week end so you get this now! YAY! I wrote this chapter in one day. New record. Ok, please Review, and answer questions

1. Gryffindor or Ravenclaw?

2. Moody needs a pet. What kind should he bring?

3. What is your favorite song?

5. Do you miss Mello? I really do.