Life at The Burrow was as different as possible from life in Privet Drive. The Dursleys liked everything neat and ordered; the Weasleys' house burst with the strange and unexpected. Harry got a shock the first time he looked in the mirror over the kitchen mantelpiece and it shouted, 'Tuck your shirt in, scruffy!' The ghoul in the attic howled and dropped pipes whenever he felt things were getting too quiet, and small explosions from Fred and George's bedroom were considered perfectly normal. What Harry found most unusual about life at Ron's, however, wasn't the talk- ing mirror or the clanking ghoul: it was the fact that everybody there seemed to like him.
Mrs Weasley fussed over the state of his socks and tried to force him to eat fourth helpings at every meal. Mr Weasley liked Harry to sit next to him at the dinner table so that he could bombard him with questions about life with Muggles, asking him to explain how things like plugs and the postal service worked.
'Fascinating!' he would say, as Harry talked him through using a telephone. 'Ingenious, really, how many ways Muggles have found of getting along without magic.'
It seemed to Harry that Amelia had already adapted rather quickly to the magic and would have conversations with the mirror chat with the ghoul, and play pranks with Fred and George, but Harry noticed that she never seemed to rest and enjoy anything. Amelia was always rushing around trying to help feed the chickens or help with dinner and whatnot (not used to relaxing I am always busy! she shouted as she chased a chicken around the yard).
Harry heard from Hogwarts one sunny morning about a week after he had arrived at The Burrow. He and Ron went down to breakfast to find Mr and Mrs Weasley Amelia(who had bright orange hair and freckles), and Ginny already sitting at the kitchen table. The moment she saw Harry, Ginny accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the floor with a loud clatter. Ginny seemed very prone to knocking things over whenever Harry entered a room. She dived under the table to retrieve the bowl and emerged with her face glowing like the setting sun. Pretending he hadn't noticed this, Harry sat down and took the toast Mrs Weasley offered him.
'Letters from school,' said Mr Weasley, passing Harry and Ron
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Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1
FanfictionPlease read my first book, Amelia Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. PART 1 and PART 2 first or none of the following will make sense. Thank you. This story is marked CREATIVE COMMONS ATTRIBUTION not becouse I wish for people to rewrite my work but b...
