After a quiet week with her aunt, uncle and cousin, Elizabeth found herself getting excited to meet a Pureblood English family. She had many friends who belonged to Pureblood families in Australia, but with everything she had been told and all that she had read, they were a little different to the English noble families. After a few awkward attempts at trying to get along, Elizabeth had found her cousin to be rather bright and a bookworm. Therefore, whenever the girls had a chance, Hermione helped her to try and understand what being a witch in England was like. Elizabeth quickly found herself being filled in on everything she had missed at Hogwarts since her new classmates had started. In return she told her cousin what wizards were like in Australia and the many differences she had already noticed in their world.

Hermione was most excited to introduce her cousin to the Weasley family and of course her two best friends, Harry and Ron. Whilst Elizabeth had known the story of the Boy Who Lived, she had never seen much of an effect pass through the Australian wizarding world, or even much care in the history books. With that said, she was looking forward to meeting Hermione's friends.

The Weasley's had been kind enough to allow her to stay with them for the rest of the summer, even going so far as to get her a ticket to the Quidditch World Cup Final. Elizabeth was not a massive Quidditch fan, but she did enjoy sport and loved big games. So it was at ten to four in the afternoon that the girls checked that they had packed everything and that Crookshanks was in his carry case and that Elizabeth's bird cage was ready to go.

Just as they moved back to the couch to await the Weasley's, they heard a noise from the fireplace. As they turned, Hermione's parents walked in.

"Welcome, Mr Weasley!" her father said calmly as he greeted the man who stepped out of his fireplace. Elizabeth could tell that he was anything but calm and moved to help ease the situation just as another body moved from the depths of the fireplace, only to be followed by two more boys. Hermione moved into greet each person as they existed the fireplace and for a moment seemed to forget she had someone to introduce them to.

Elizabeth stood there for a moment observing the scene in front of her. Hermione and the boys had formed a little group off to the side and Hermione gave the younger one a hug whilst only smiling at two who looked to be twins. Mr Weasley was talking to her aunt and uncle about many Muggle items, including the TV (or 'TB' as he kept calling it). Whilst she was observing the adults talk, she felt someone looking at her and realised that one of the twins kept glancing her way. She smiled politely before Hermione caught the look between the two of them.

"Ooooh guys, this is my cousin Elizabeth; she's the one I wrote to you about," she said, practically jumping up and down on the spot showing how excited she was.

Before she could introduce herself to the cute redhead looking at her, Mr Weasley stepped in and shook her hand enthusiastically.

"Elizabeth my dear, it's wonderful to meet you."

Elizabeth didn't give him a chance to continue as she interrupted him as politely as she could by saying "It's a pleasure to meet you. I am grateful that you and your family are allowing me to stay with you for the rest of the summer."

Mr Weasley looked a little shocked but quickly recovered and introduced her to his sons; the cute twin she found out was George and she was pleased to see him smiling at her when their eyes met.

Without another word, Mr Weasley started to usher everyone into the fire, and Fred and George were given the trunks to take. Hermione grabbed her cat carrier containing Crookshanks and Elizabeth grabbed an empty birdcage, having sent Cleo her Australian Masked Owl to the Weasley's already. Both girls hugged their relatives and Elizabeth thanked them for having her, and then they stepped through the fire after watching Ron rather carefully to ensure they both got to The Burrow correctly.

Elizabeth went first, having already travelled by Floo once, and upon reaching The Burrow managed to trip slightly before being caught by one of the twins (Fred, she thinks to herself), before she heard Hermione arrive and fall out of the fireplace into a massive heap on the floor. She raced to help her up as Mr Weasley arrived; he then proceeded to usher the girls through the living space and into the kitchen. Elizabeth loved the smell of whatever was cooking away on the stove.

As she looked around she noticed a young girl sitting at the table reading from a Quidditch book, and a rather plump, motherly looking lady near the sink. She suspected them to be Ginny and Mrs Weasley respectively; Mrs Weasley looked up from the sink too see the two girls. She started to wipe her hands on her apron as she rushed over to give Hermione a hug, and Hermione moved to introduce her cousin when the Weasley matron stopped and openly stared at Elizabeth. She seemed to be a little shaken before she shook her head and opened her mouth to welcome the new comer.

"My dear, you must be Hermione's cousin; she has told us so much about you! Welcome, welcome to The Burrow. Now girls, as you aren't here all that long, we'll have to have you squeeze into Ginny's room. The boys should have put your trunks up there by now. Ginny, show them up why don't you?" and with that Mrs Weasley gave Elizabeth one last look over before all three girls realised they had been dismissed.

They finally got into Ginny's room and found that the boys had in fact managed to get their trunks upstairs already. All three girls found a bed and sat, Ginny looked over at Elizabeth and asked outright: "Why did Mum stare at you for so long? Have you two met before or something?"

Elizabeth, not knowing what to say, noticed that Hermione was looking at her too with a puzzled look.

"I have no idea; your dad got a similar look on his face when he met me as well. I don't know; maybe I remind them of an old friend or something?" Elizabeth hoped that her answer would leave no room for the other two girls to continue with that line of questioning.

"So, you a Quidditch fan Elizabeth, or are you more like Hermione and prefer to watch then fly?" Ginny asked her.

"I enjoy watching it more then playing, it takes a lot to get me on a broom, but I do enjoy flying and have played before. Just with friends over the summer when I would go and visit them," she replied.

After an hour or so of Hermione and Ginny catching up and Elizabeth getting to know the youngest Weasley, they headed downstairs where they could hear a massive commotion. It looked, sounded and smelt like dinner; Elizabeth had thought Mrs Weasley's cooking smelt good when she first got there, but oh boy did it smell amazing now. As everyone sat down to enjoy dinner, Elizabeth got introduced to even more of the Weasley clan; first there was Bill and Charlie, and then came Percy who picked up quickly on the fact that she wasn't from England. He started to quiz her on Australian magical law and what she believed was better: Australia's Ministry or Great Britain's?

Thankfully Charlie interrupted and asked her about something she felt she could answer: "How are you enjoying England, Elizabeth?"

"It's a little cooler then summers back home, but it's nice and I can't wait for winter; I've never seen the snow before," she replied, genuinely grateful for the distraction in conversation.

"What, never seen the snow? But it always snows in winter!" Ron managed to shout over the noise with a mouth full of food.

"Well, it can snow in parts of Australia, but it never does at school; it's too hot out near Uluru for it. Though it will be nice to have a white Christmas; it's always more of a sandy one in Sydney," Elizabeth replied as politely as possible.

"What are you finding the hardest to wrap your head around, Elizabeth?" the eldest brother asked.

"Probably the fact that you're on holidays now. Our terms run differently; yes, we have summer break, but as our summer is December through February, that's when our holidays are. We have a small break around now just so that we can prepare for our mid year exams, but otherwise from February to the end of November we're at school," Elizabeth replied, hoping that someone would cause a distraction and draw the attention away from her.

She hated being the centre of attention and hoped that the twins would save her; no sooner had that thought entered her mind then it came true. Something near Fred managed to explode; she didn't see who it was or what had happened, but she was grateful. She finished her plate and thanked Mrs Weasley for a wonderful meal before escaping back to Ginny's room. She managed to read a few chapters of her Transfiguration book before the other girls came up and distracted her. They changed into their pyjamas and talked until Mr Weasley told them to turn out their light and keep the noise down.

The next morning Elizabeth woke up and dressed before heading downstairs to the kitchen to find that breakfast around The Burrow was a case of everyone fending for themselves kind of deal. She hurriedly ate some breakfast before heading upstairs to grab a few books. She listened to the girls chatter on and on about how Harry was coming today, and on her way downstairs the boys were going on and on about the World Cup. So she took a blanket and headed outside to do some reading.

She managed to find a rather large tree to camp out under and placed her blanket down as well as her books. She had decided that she needed to read up on what the public knew or thought they knew about the 'boy wonder' that her cousin was friends with. The Boy Who Lived story wasn't all that well known in Australia, as He Who Must Not Be Named never really touched their shores except for rumour and speculation before his fall. The professors at her old school taught them about the European magical world, as it was one of the cultures that helped create and mould the world in which they now lived. But in recent history Australia's Ministry of Magic had taken steps to distance themselves from their European counterparts, especially after rumours of a new Dark Lord started to emerge. So she decided to stay outside reading up on the history of her new home for several hours before her stomach told her it was lunchtime.