I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

Book 2~ ch 1 I can't swim!

I woke up with a small jump and the minute my brain came started to process right, I knew that Harry, Ron, Fred and George would be landing the stolen came in an hour. To provide proof, Ron's bed of empty. Groggily I got up and stretched and yawned. I sleepily stumbled down to the kitchen, throwing on a apron, before starting to make breakfast, the muggle way. I knew harry would be happy with pancakes, I started making the batter. I heard rush footsteps, and Mrs Weasley came rushing down the stair.

"Morning, dear, do you know where the boys are" She came into the kitchen, looking worried.

"They will be home in around 33 minutes, Harry will be here soon too, so I am making more than normal, they will be coming in south bond" I replied flipping a pancake.

"What!" She boomed, and rushed out of the kitchen yelling for Mr Weasley. I had how told the hold family about my gift as they called it and It was getting stronger. I wasn't a hundred percent right always, because the future was like a child that was only allow to those one sweet. It tended to change its mind and very rarely stayed on one course, and would only stick when there was a short time left. This made predicting the far away future hard and almost impossible unless it was a vision.

I was just putting a large stack of pancakes on the table when I heard a soft thump and about five minutes later, the front door slam and Mrs Weasley raging voice. I just finished setting the table when Harry was being rushed into the kitchen by Mrs Weasley who was commenting on how skinny harry was.

"Hey, harry, I made extra" I said "Syrup or sugar, Syrup it is" I said placing the syrup in front of him. Harry gaped like a fish, his lips still forming the word 'Syrup'. I flushed.

"You'll get used to that" George laughed pulling pancakes on to his plate, and I placed the sugar bag in front of him.

"You, do realize I could have helped if you had woke me up" I said sitting, a mug of tea in my hand.

"Taylor, you're not really the mission type but..." Fred started.

"...you could have help us avoided that bird" George chuckled both twins grinning.

"These are great, Taylor, when did you learn to cook" harry said, Ron nodding his cheeks bulging like a hamster.

"Mrs Weasley showed me how- OW" I rubbed the back of my head.

"Taylor, we have been over this, don't call me that, it's Molly or Mum" Mrs Weasley snapped.

"Morning Molly dear, Ron, fred, George, harry, taylor" a very tired looking Mr Weasley came in yawning, in his ministry robes greeting us all.

"morning"  Percy came in, not looking at me like always, and sat down.

"Good morning, Percy, Taylor made pancakes for everyone-"

"I am going to have oatmeal" He said.

"Don't be a Prat, Percy" Fred spat. The rest of the family had also noticed Percy's dislike for me.

"Fred, it's fine, oatmeal's on the shove" I said.

"Actually, I'll have toast-" the toasted popped. "I am not hungry" he huffed getting up and stomping back to his room as the twins and Ron into fits of laugher.

"You showed him" Ron laughed.

"I was just making breakfast" I sighed.

After breakfast I helped Fred, George and Ron degnome the garden.

"Fred, one to your left, Ron behind you, George kick in front of you" I fired out driving to in a brushes, my hand closing around two gnomes legs. Fred did the same and Ron reached back in a sort of crab, fred sending a gnome spinning and flying. I spun the gnomes and sent them flying as well. I sat up breathing hard, wiping the back of my hand over my forehead.