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Chapter 2: The Burrow

I stepped out of the fireplace clumsily into what I guessed was the burrow. It was warm and welcoming, the complete opposite to my own home. All the furniture and décor didn't match, but instead was a wild mix of patterns and colors that clashed, but worked together at the same time. The house was cluttered and was very lived in, although brooms and feather dusters were sweeping and dusting without anyone assisting them. Little things like moving pictures hanging on the walls and a clock that told the location of the family members made everything was witnessing a dream. The air-filled with the scents of home cooking and an old antique smell I didn't start liking till now.

I got caught up in the beautiful house I barely noticed the underlying hectic atmosphere and shouts coming from all around. Above me I could hear a girl yelling at 2 boys named Fred and George, along with running feet, and a few spells being cast. To the back of the house, I could hear loud screams from a women directed at two other boys named Harry and Ron. I didn't want to say much because I didn't know what to say it or even how to, and maybe cause I liked the chaos as well. Right on cue, I heard footsteps racing down the stairs and shouting, and for a change this was from a male.

"Since when did he new girl get her own room? I have been living here all my life and I have never-" The boy reached the end of the stairs and used the end of the railing to whip himself around the corner and he continued to rush through the living room, but all of a sudden he stopped and turned to me. He was tall and had a lean athletic build. His face, that was once full of anger, lit up with a slightly lopsided smile and sparkling blue eyes that matched perfectly with his bright orange hair. "Are you the new Hogwarts student?"

"Yes, I do believe that is me." I replied as my excitement grew as well as my smile.

"Lovely." He said in a hypnotic English accent, walking to me and holding out his hand. "I'm Fred and, what was your name again?"

"Auden." I replied, not taking his hand and gripping the food box instead. "This place is absolutely amazing."

"Oh, yeah, well…kind of a mess." Fred shoved his hands in his pant pockets and looked around the room. "You can see we're doing the best we can to make it as clean as possible for you."

"I don't mind at all, it's a nice change. My parents kept our house so clean; I know I'll love it here already. I mean it's such a nice change. It definitely has character." I looked around the room, taking in all the little things once again and for the first time noticing a clock where all but one hand was pointed to home.

"I'm really sorry about what I said when I came down here, I didn't mean I was mad about you to stay with us, I was just…um….Sometimes I just can't….Not so say I don't love my brother cause I do…I just…I could use a little alone time every once in a while. But it's cool, I mean you seem cool, like fun and nice and stuff." Fred said as he returned his gaze to his shoes.

"Who is this person who is making my not as good looking brother stumble on his words? I must meet-" Another boy came down the stairs and into the living room, identical to Fred. "I'm George and you are?"

"The person who made your not as good looking brother stumble on his words." I replied.

"Well played." George said, giving up the fight, but after a long pause he continued. "You know, for a girl."

"That's fine, play that card, but you will never know my name." I said.

"It's Auden, how long do did you think I was listening to you guys?" George asked. "I wouldn't let little Freddie here keep you for himself."

"Or he just wanted another girl to drool all over him, right Georgie?" Fred asked, obviously irritated with his brothers arrival.

"It's been a long summer." George looked distant as he draped an arm over his brother's shoulders and put all of his weight on Fred. "Come on we need to introduce her to the family." George looked towards the ceiling and shouted. "SHE'S HE-RE!"

The chaos that had died down since Fred and George were talking to her started back up again as more feet trampled down the stairs and people emerged from the kitchen. Everyone seemed to be calm when she saw them, but knew there was a different story underneath. A shorter, plump women with the same orange hair as Fred and George greeted her.

"Hello dear, I'm so sorry about the mess. We did our best to clean up, but with so many boys in the house it's impossible to keep it neat." The women said. "Oh, I completely forgot. I'm Molly and this is my husband, Arthur." She gestured to a taller man, holding a briefcase. "He just came home from work. Go on, you lot, tell her who you are."

The youngest girl started first, same orange hair and big smile who introduced herself as Ginny and next to her was the frizzy haired girl named Hermione. The other two were boys; one named Harry who had an odd shaped scar on his forehead, black hair, green eyes, and wore circular glasses that made him look stranger and next to him was a boy named Ron who was taller then the rest of them, but not as tall as Fred and George, and had the same orange hair. I could draw conclusions about who were the friends and who were the family, but the first thing I realized how crowded the house was and I could understand why Fred might be mad I was taking up a whole room.

"And you've met Fred and George." Molly said, "I'm just started to prepare dinner so if you want to get settled in a cleaned up I'm sure that Ginny or-"

"We'll do it, mum" Fred and George said in unison.

"Thank you dears, but Merlin knows I will jinx you if you try out any of your products on her." Molly said, in a harsher tone then when she spoke normally.

"Molly, I was thinking I could share a room with someone because I don't want anyone else to be uncomfortable with me getting my own room." I offered.

"It's fine, dear, those rooms sit empty most of the time anyways. Our 3 oldest are away and can't join us till the winter, really, just don't worry about it." Molly assured her. "Now George hurry up help Auden out with her things, take them up to Percy's room." Now turning to Auden and softening her voice, "If you need anything, just let me know."

"Thank you." I said graciously as George picked up my trunk and carried it out.

I followed closely behind him making sure he didn't try anything and Fred was behind me as we inched up two sets of stairs. We stopped at what seemed like a small floor with only 3 doors and a small hallway. George continued by entering the door on the right at the same time, I heard a large cracking noise and Fred appeared in front of me.

He must've seen my confused face because he immediately explained. "Your parents must've not taught you anything. Apparation, you'll learn about it." He said, but before I could ask any questions he started talking again pointing to each of the doors. "That is your room and this is our room and that is the bathroom, any questions? No? Good."

"Wait!" I said as he started entering the room on the left. "When will I get my wands and books and stuff?"

"You don't have a wand?" He asked in disbelief. I shook my head and it was now his turn to be confused. "Wow. When was the last time you got out of the house? We're going to Diagon alley tomorrow, you know what Diagon alley is, right?"

"That is one of the things I do know." I said and retreated into my room.

George had set my trunk down on the bed and his head was now buried in a drawer in the dresser. He was talking to himself and from what I could hear he was looking for something. Molly's warning still rang in my head and I wanted to be safe my first night in the wizarding world.

"George?" I said, getting closer, but as soon as I said his name, his head popped up from the drawer and looked to me. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I was just…" He started, slipping his hands into the back pockets of his jeans. "Okay, so I was looking through Percy's dresser because we planted something in there a while ago and don't want to use it on you, so I was looking for it."

"Did you find it?" I asked, his eyes flickered in another direction and I could sense him getting nervous.

"Yeah, yeah. Of course, yeah, I'll be on my way then." George said quickly, but before he could leave I grabbed him by the arm.

"So then why don't you open that drawer for me?" I said.

"Nah, there's really no need, I mean I found-"

"So it's still in there?" I asked, blocking him from moving.

"No, I told you I got it-" His hands were shaking and he was stumbling on his words, I couldn't help but interrupt him each time, making him even more nervous.

"Then you can open it, right?" I asked, suspiciously and he slowly turned to do so. With his hand on the handle to pull it out, he opened his mouth to give another excuse. "Go ahead, open it."

He tightly shut his eyes and opened it. What I guessed was ink sprayed out and hit him in the face. He wiped off the ink that got on his eyes and mouth and started turning. I couldn't help but laugh, I mean, I'm not that stupid. He opened his eyes and smiled as well.

"I'll admit, you caught me." He said, holding his hands up in defeat.

"What can I say? I just know-" Before I could finish my sentence, I became soaked from a cold bucket of water that I guessed was above my head until George gave the word. I let out an uncharacteristic scream and not only was George laughing but Fred as well, who was rolling around on the ground behind me. "Oh, it's on."

I ran quickly down stairs and into the kitchen where Molly was supervising the cooking that enchanted kitchenware was doing. She saw me drenched and was full of mixed emotions. "Auden, what happened?" She asked, concerned, and I quickly explained. "Oh I will kill them. I swear-"

"No." I interrupted, looking around the kitchen. "I want to get them back, do you have anything that I could use to throw or something like that?"

It didn't take to long to have her agree to let me use some of the whipped cream, well all of it, to get revenge on the twins and not long after I was able to run back up stairs only to find they had already left. Frustrated I placed the bowl on the bed and started pacing, and after I was bored with that I looked out the window. I saw them riding around on broomsticks, celebrating their success. Just wait, I thought. I picked up the bowl again and ran back down to the kitchen.

I set the bowl on the counter and took the wand from Molly's hands. "I'm sorry, Molly but I really need it." All the knives stopped chopping and spoons stop stirring.

Using magic, I made the whip cream hover out of the bowl and then follow right behind me where Fred and George wouldn't see. They weren't suspicious, either, because they landed and walked over to me. As far as I could see they weren't protecting themselves with magic, they were just strolling over.

"Come to accept defeat?" Fred shouted. "Does it look like she has, Georgie?"

"I think it does Freddie." George responded, but continued to keep his eyes on me.

"So you're better then I thought." I falsely admitted. I was in disbelief; they had no idea I wasn't going to give up just yet. "So I've come to say that you've won."

"That is the smart answer." Fred said.

"Very smart." George agreed. "The last person who had a prank war with us ended up extremely disfigured."

"I'm glad I've made the right decision." I lied. "But first."

The whip cream I was hiding behind my back split in two and hit them both in the face. It took them a while to recover as they wiped as much off as they could, but I enjoyed every second where the prank kings were losing. Although it wasn't long before their rebuttal, tossing something back and a swamp formed around me, but they were too close and got stuck in the swamp too. I had to constantly move my feet to avoid sinking into the mud, so when I clumsily walked over to the twins I had to raise my feet high off the swamp floor.

"You suck." I said splashing them with the murky water.

"I believe that's your job." Fred said, protecting his face as I splashed him again.

"Fred? George?" I heard someone calling behind us, but when I took my eyes off Fred and George one of the tree roots wrapped around my waist and pulled me back till I was stuck to one of the tree's bases. I couldn't move very far to see who was there, but as soon as she started yelling, I could tell it was Molly. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT USING YOUR PRANKS? ESPECIALLY NOT ON OUR GUESTS! Auden, I'm sorry dear, they do this to everyone. It's not your fault. HOWEVER, YOU TWO WILL CLEAN THIS UP AND GET AUDEN UNTIED FROM THAT TREE!"

Fred and George didn't say a word, they were too busy looking scared, but once Molly was done yelling and I assumed she left. George disapparated before Fred could turn to discuss something with him, which I guessed meant that Fred had to do all the clean up. He walked over to me, but wasn't as clumsy as I was as he avoided sinking into the mud.

"Wow that is really hard to do." Fred said taking out his wand. " I thought that you just always looked stupid doing everything."

"If I wasn't tied to this tree I would hurt you right now." I threatened.

"For my own safety, I might leave you up there." He said, spinning his wand in front of my face.

"You wouldn't dare." I tried breaking loose of the root, but I knew it was no use, I just felt like it added a dramatic effect.

"Fine." He agreed as he placed the tip of his wand against the root and it slowly released me. "You know when I said you looked stupid doing everything I lied." Unexpected the root speed up the unwrapping and I fell forward, into Fred who, unlike me, was expecting it and caught me before I completely fell over. "It's actually only during most things."

I pushed him back and apparently he had sunk enough into the mud where he lost balance and fell under water. "I could say the same." I responded and turned around to get out of the swamp, but already Fred had gotten up and he lifted me and dropped me into the water.

Startled, at first I had trouble finding the surface but once I did, I rose to the top and wiped my hair back away from my face. Fred helped me up and fought all temptation to knock him down again, but I realized that if I did that it would never end. I accepted that we were even and got out of the swamp so it wouldn't happen again. He waved his wand and the swamp disappeared.

"You should make them reusable." I suggested as we headed back to the house.

"What?" Fred said.

"The swamps. You should design them so they are reusable, that way you don't have to make that many all the time." I said. "But if you're going to sell them, then I would make them have a limited life time. Like 3 or 4 uses because then it would still make people buy them."

"Never thought of that, I'll mention it to George." Fred said, he looked at me and smiled his not trying, full smile. "You really aren't that bad."

"Thanks." I said. "I wish I could say the same about you."

He shoved me to the side, but I just laughed. I could tell that I was going to love it here.