Odd Weasley

Chapter One

I slip into the back of the car as my older brothers get ready to go.

"You'll get in trouble Abi," Ron states. He is about a year and a half older than me. Like everyone in my family, he is a ginger.

I stick out a bit, because I have hazel eyes and they have brown. The other two are the other set of twins, Fred and George.

They are always pulling pranks. And some I help with. The twins pull off and we fly over England. It's so pretty at night.

"You're going to be in trouble with Mum," one of the twins state.

"So will you," I reply. "Plus, Harry is Ron's best friend. I mean, he actually has a friend."

"Oi," Ron snaps. I smirk and climb into the front of the car as we pull up to Harry's window. He has black hair and emerald green eyes. He is twelve years old, like Ron.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asks.

"To rescue you of course," Ron points out. "Now stand back."

He hooks a hook on the bars, and we use the car to pull it off. Harry hands us Hedwig, his snowy white owl, and his trunk.

"Oh no you don't," I hear. A huge man with a face that is the color of a tomato comes in. He tries to stop Harry, but Ron pulls him in.

"Hello," I say as I turn around. "I didn't get to officially meet you last time. I'm Abi Weasley."

"Nice to meet you," Harry responds. "Ron's said a lot about you and Ginny."

I send mental daggers at Ron until Fred pushes me into my seat. I look out into the night sky.

"Need my help this year?" I ask the twins.

"If you want," they both reply. I smile and watch as the sun starts to rise. The colors are truly amazing. We arrive back home to the Burrow.

It is several stories tall, which I find really cool. I climb in between the bottom half of the door and the top of the frame. It's quite easy since I am small. The others actually have to open the door to go through.

I smirk as I grab a biscuit. Fred takes it from me. Or at least I think it's Fred. I have lived my whole life with them, and I can't tell.

"Your late," I hear Mum screech. I turn to see her. "No note, the car's gone. You had me worried sick. You could have died."

"But we had to get Harry," Ron complains. "They put bars on his window."

"You better hope I don't put bars on your window. You brought along your younger sister. By the way, hello Harry. Well, what's done is done, let's eat."

We sit down and the other two of my siblings that still at home, sit with us. Ginny stares at Harry for a minute before I elbow her.

There is a way to tell the difference between us. My hair more red and I have curly hair. Her's is straight. Dad arrives at that moment.

"Morning everyone," he smiles.

"Morning," we reply at the same time. He sits down.

"Guess what four of your children did last night," Mum says. Great. "They took the car last night."

"Did it work?" Dad asks us. All at once, the four of us start telling the story until Mum interupts us.

"They could have been hurt."

"I know I would be fine," I tell her.

"She got that from you," Dad tells Mum.

"Well finish your breakfast."

Errol, our messenger owl, flies into the window. Percy brings him in and pass out the letters. I go straight to the requirements.

"It's going to be expensive, Mum," one of the twins states. Mum grabs his list.

"We'll manage," she states. "There is only one place we're going to get. Diagon Alley."