Amy visited the Burrow for a couple days in the second week of the holidays, like I said. To be honest though, that visit wasn't particularly memorable, and went in a similar manner to that of Demelza's first visit, so I won't describe it. Instead, I'll talk more in depth about my first visit to Wimbourne, which occurred later that week.

Wimborne is actually not too far away from Ottery, about 7 miles to the north, and is a small market town with a population of around 7,000, 99 percent of whom are Muggles. The Wasps draw the majority of their support from around Devon in general, not Wimbourne itself. With Chudley also being a village in Devon, the two teams share a fierce rivalry, so as you can imagine, the reaction from both sets of fans when the Wasps won the title and the Cannons were relegated in the same season was interesting to say the least. Amy was obviously over the moon, with Ron being more bitter than ever.

Amy had mentioned her floo call being "Bagman Household", so that's what I said as I disappeared out of the Burrow's fireplace one morning. I emerged into a slightly above average sized living room. Demelza arrived behind me about a minute later. As there was no-one else in the room, which confused us slightly, as Amy said she'd meet us straight away when we arrived, we sat down on the sofa.

"What do you reckon Amy's up to?" I asked, after several minutes had passed.

"No idea, but it better be something good since she's keeping us waiting" Demelza replied

After another couple minutes, someone else finally entered the room. It was none other than Ludo Bagman himself, the legendary Wasps beater, and alongside him, Amy.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, guys, but I'd say this was worth it, wouldn't you?" she said, smirking.

"Mr Bagman, it's an honour to meet you" I said

"Oh you flatter me, please call me Ludo, you're friends with my niece, you must be good people"

We took a couple pictures and got autographs from Ludo, and were just about to leave the room for Amy to show us around, when the smell of alcohol hit us, and a drunk and dishevelled looking man stumbled into the room. He had blond hair like Ludo, and it appeared that he had once shared a similar athletic build and good looks, but that it had long passed.

"Always good to have some new visitors to the house" he croaked, grabbing on to Demelza very roughly, who shrieked and shook him off!

Amy closed her eyes and backed away.

"Otto, no, please now isn't the time, come on" said Ludo, and he calmly strode over and lead the man called Otto out of the room.

There was silence for a while, before I said "So, umm, I assume that was your dad"

Amy bit her lip, looking downwards, then crossed the room and sat down in an armchair. Demelza and I sat back on the sofa opposite her. "Yeah. He's been like that since Mum died a couple years ago. I'm sorry that was your first introduction to him" Amy said.

"Don't be sorry mate, we should be sorry. We're sorry your Mum is no longer with us first of all, and secondly, that it's reduced your father to that state. Was he better at one point?" said Demelza

"Yeah, but right after Mum passed he fell to drugs and alcohol, which led to severe mental health issues. That's why Ludo is here. He's my legal guardian now, as Dad obviously isn't fit to raise me anymore. We keep him downstairs usually, but I guess he managed to sneak out of his room"

"What happened to your Mum, if you don't mind me asking?" I said

"Broom accident. It happened when I was nine. The four of us were racing around our back garden, about 50 feet up. I'll show you in a bit. We'd made an obstacle course for ourselves, it was a common competition we played after Ludo retired and lost some of his speed and agility. We had a whole leaderboard and everything, it was such a good time, the monthly Bagman family races. But during one of them, Mum lost control of her broom and fell off. She hit the ground head first. Her head split open, it was gruesome. We rushed her to St Mungo's, but it was too late, they said- (she started crying)- they said she'd-she'd died on impact, nothing they could do".

She broke down, tears streaming down her face. Demelza and I rushed over and embraced her.

"Mate, we're so so sorry to hear this" I said

"Yeah, it must have been so hard on you" added Demelza

"I thought I'd gotten over it, but it seems I never fully did" said Amy, as we pulled away from her. "Every time I have to explain it, I just break down. It's embarrassing to be honest, Mum certainly wouldn't have wanted it to affect me like this, and especially not years later"

"Look, Amy, it's certainly not embarrassing" said Demelza patiently. "Everyone reacts differently to losing a loved one, and especially a parent, that's the hardest of any to move on from. My dad has never fully gotten over losing his father, and that happened over a decade ago now. There is absolutely nothing wrong with becoming emotional about it. In fact, it shows just how much you loved and cared about her, that it still affects you so strongly"

"Demelza's right" I said. "I still get emotional talking about my Great Uncle Bilius sometimes, and he died several years ago now"

Amy wiped her face "How lucky am I to have mates like you two? Thank you so much" she said, holding out her fist

"That's what we're here for" said Demelza, and we both bumped it in turn.

"Let me show you around the place" Amy got up and beckoned us to follow her.

"The house is only one floor, well only one floor above ground anyway. Until Mum died it was me, her, dad and my sister here."

"Oh you have a sister?" I said

"Yeah, she's a year younger than us, she'll be starting at Hogwarts this year. Gonna be interesting to see how she adapts, she's very excited"

"What's her name?" asked Demelza

"Sarah" said Amy "But she's at her mate's at the moment. I wanted to introduce you to her today, but she only told me she was going this morning"

"We'll see her on the Hogwarts Express, it's not a problem" I said

"Yeah" replied Amy "anyway, after Mum died and Dad's mental health took it's toll, Ludo moved in to take care of us. He took our parents old room, and had a basement room constructed so that we could keep Dad safe, mainly from himself. Whenever we take him out it's under close supervision usually, but seems like he found a way to leave undetected today, we'll have to look into that tonight"

Amy showed us her room first, which was a lot like Demelza's, except her walls were painted yellow to match the Wasps of course. She had a pinboard above her bed that had some special access passes to Wasps games attached to them, no doubt courtesy of Ludo, a wireless similar to mine next to her bed, Wasp's bedsheets, and a box full of matchday programmes and teamsheets.

"Yeah I like collecting them" she said when I pointed it out. Ludo gets me copies from every home and away game"

Perched on a rack in one corner was her tawny owl.

"Hector" she said, pointing to it. "Oh shit, that reminds me, I need to feed him" and she did so, and the owl gave her an affectionate hoot, and an approving one when it saw us.

She also had a beautiful view of the hills in the distance through her window. Her house was about a mile outside Wimbourne itself, in a really nice quiet countryside area.

Then she showed us her sister's room, which was more of a generic kids bedroom.

"She may not show it with her room design, but she loves Quidditch just as much as me, it's in the blood, tell you what, she's becoming a pretty good keeper you know. We've played together a lot. Sadly, she supports Puddlemere United. I know, I know" she said, seeing the looks on our faces, but she listened to a game once that Puddlemere won and decided they were her team. She was alone in this room at the time, and she was adamant about it. We had to give in eventually. She's proud of not following family traditions"

"So Puddlemere not Wimbourne, and Keeper not Beater" said Demelza. "What else doesn't she follow?"

"Oh she's adamant she's never going to get married. All the women in our family have been married for many generations. She's just desperate to be different"

"Yeah I am, now can you do me a favour and step out of my room?" said a voice from behind us.