Ron and Ginny kicked off their rain boots at the bottom of the staircase and disappeared in the labyrinth of zig-zag corridors and stairs leading up to all the bedrooms of the family.

I followed Mrs. Weasley upstairs. There were thousands of photos, hanging on the walls. Some of them were black and white, pictures of young Mrs. Weasley and some man with square glasses and wide smile. Some showed Ron and Ginny, but there were also photos of other boys with red hair just like Ron had, and Jade couldn't really figure out how many different brothers she now had.

we stopped in front of one door, on 4th floor. Mrs. Weasley turned to me and sid:

"So, honey, this is gonna be your room. I hope you'll like it, it's not very big, and we put there my old bed and Arthur's desk and there isn't much stuff in there but we can decorate it later when you'll decide what exactly you want to have there."

And then with a smile she opened the door and I saw my first real room for myself. It had blue ceiling and big bed with beautiful colorful blanket and it also had triangular window and the sun was shining right through it. I turned to face Mrs. Weasley and I couldn't help myself, but I had to exclaim.

"It's beautiful, so perfect! I really love it Mrs. Weasley! Thank you so much!"

She closed the distance between us and pulled me into another hug.

"Dear, you don't have to call me Mrs. Weasley! I'm Molly. I don't expect you to call me mom like kids do, if you don't want, but at least call me Molly ok?

I'll leave you alone for a while, so you can unpack and settle in. Please come down when you'll be ready. Kids usually read for an hour before lunch and I'd be happy to get you some book so you can practice reading and maybe also learn something more about our world."

Then Molly turned around and left me standing in the middle of my room.

I didn't have much to unpack, just some underwear and socks and my diary which I stuffed under the pillow. I sat down on the bed and looked down and there it was!

A big stain from strawberry jam on the hem of my tee. What now? I could try and wash it with soap, but then it would be all wet, and I doubt strawberry jam will come off just like that.

Great, first hour here and I already misbehaved. It wasn't really my fault, the bread was so soft and strawberries too big to stay on it and it just fell down, before she could catch it.

What now?

I could always hide it and try to wash it later but I didn't have any other top. …ahem…Molly said before, that I can take any of the tees she put inside the top drawer of the cupboard but could I take them just like this? Without asking? Maybe I should ask, but then I'd need to admit I spilled the jam.

I sat down on the bed desperately looking for some solution when Ginny run in.

"Oh, sorry, I should have knocked" she giggled "mom told me to always knock before I enter someone's room, but your door was open, will you braid my hair? Oh that's nice stain!" she exclaimed and started giggling again.

I tried to shush her, there was no need for her mom to find out about it.

"So, will you?" Ginny asked again.

"What?" I asked clueless, still thinking about the stained shirt.

"Will you braid my hair?"

"Oh, sure, do you have elastics?"

"right here" Ginny jumped up and down holding two pink elastics in her tiny hand.

"ok, sit down on the chair and…" I didn't have time to finish, and she threw herself down on the floor, resting her back against my knees.

Ginny looked up at me and explained that she always sits on the floor when mom braids her hair. Then she passed me her brush and sat still.

I put two French braids into her hair – one on each side of her hair.

As soon as I finished, she jumped up and hugged me around my waist.

"You should change that tee and put it into dirty laundry – mom will wash it later" she said as if it was the simplest thing on the world.

"But this is the only t-shirt I have, and it was my fault that I made a stain on it, maybe your mom won't want to wash it for me – if it was my fault." I tried to explain.

She frowned and look at me with confused look at her face. She opened her mouth as to say something but then just opened the top drawer and pulled out one blue tee with white stars all over it.

"yuuuck, you have only boys' tees here! Nothing pink!" she sounded really devastated.

The shirt she was holding was awesome, although not new, but clean and much nicer than my old one. Mrs. Weasley said she put there some shorts and tees from the boys, for now, before she has time to take me shopping but why would she take me shopping if I had t-shirts like this for me? Maybe boys wouldn't like it if they knew I had their clothes?

Ginny started to pull out all the tee-shirts and shorts and throwing them on the ground, looking disgusted, trying to find something pink or at least girly.

I came to her and stopped her, putting all the clothes back as neatly as I could and than changing into the tee with stars. She grabbed my old top and carried it out.

"Come on!" she called from the stairs and so I followed her down to the kitchen. There was a big laundry basket in the corner with lots of socks and pajamas in it. Ginny threw my tee on top of it and run to her mother who was chopping carrots on the table. She hugged her and exclaimed.

"Look! Look mommy!" pointing to her head.

"Oh my, Ginny! Look at you!" Molly jumped out of her chair and spun Ginny around, while the girl giggled and held the ends of her braids!"

Molly looked at me and smiled so widely I was afraid her lips might break.

"Now, girls, when you look both really beautiful and ready for the day, let's find you some books to read, shall we?" suggested Ginny's mom and went to the living-room.

She didn't even mention my new tee and didn't yell at me because of the red stain, clearly displayed on top of the laundry basket. I decided to ignore it like she did and followed them to the small library in the corner of the room. It held great number of books and despite reading every book I could during my school years, I didn't know any of these.

Molly kneeled down and then sat back on her heels holding two books.

"Here, Ginny, you could finish the Tales of Beedle The Bard and you Jade, I thought you might like this one." She passed me a small red book.

It had golden printed title on top. Fantastic Creatures and Where To Find Them.

I looked up at her. How could she know I loved animals so much?

Molly just told us to go out and sit on the porch swing while we read and she went back to the kitchen to finish preparations for lunch.