A/N: Song 5 – Rich Girl by Hall & Oates
Roxanne Weasley always knew that her family was rich. Well, her extended family, anyway. Her Uncle Harry always had loads of money for defeating Voldemort and all that stuff, but her father and her other aunts and uncles never accepted his money, even if they were in a rough spot financially. Uncle Harry never minded, though, never seemed to take it as an insult. He would always spoil his nieces and nephews with birthday gifts and Christmas presents, though, and all of the Weasley children knew that if you needed to borrow a little money, he was the one to ask.
Roxanne was one of the ones who most frequently used this money borrowing service. She always paid him back within a week of borrowing the money – she may have been a Slytherin, with all of their bad stereotypes, but she was honest…most of the time.
She never talked about the money she borrowed. Her parents were proud to the extent of extreme stubbornness, and would never have let her borrow money from her uncle, or, as they called it, "taking advantage of his resources". Roxanne didn't see the problem, though. Resources were made to use, especially if the resource was a person who had no problem giving out the money.
She couldn't always live off of her uncle's money, though. That came as more of a slow realization than a sudden reality. She knew that someday she'd make her own way in the world, with her own money, and her own job…the idea of borrowed money disgusted her now. If there was one thing that you could always say about Slytherins, whether they were good or bad, was that they always knew what they wanted and they always knew how to get it.
After her sixteenth birthday, she never asked to borrow money again. She got a summer job as an assistant at Flourish & Blotts. She'd never loved reading as much as some of her cousins, but she loved working there.
And if she hadn't decided to earn her own money and hadn't taken that job at Flourish & Blotts, then a very important event in her life would have never happened, but that's another story for another time.