Unknown Daughter ; A Harry Potter Fanfic

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Getting up and following Dumbledore out of the door Fred puts his hand on my back and push me through the door to hurry me up. And of course he pushed one of the fresh bruises from this morning. I gasp from the pain of it my shoulders tensing up. And when I gasped and Fred and Dumbledore looked at me and Fred asked what was wrong. Dumbledore knew what it was so he didn't ask. I never told any one what happens. Not that anyone was ever my friend to tell.
"Nothing just I fell out of a tree yesterday and hit my back on the way down and when I fell down. Don't worry about it." I say and keep walking out the door, following Dumbledore. Seeing a group of red headed people Dumbledore turns toward the group and begins to walk to them. Huh I think. Are the other three red headed.
"is rest of your family red heads?" I ask Fred.
"Yes, yes they are." He answers. Dang.
"Mrs. Weasley this is Emilee. Emilee this is Mrs Weasley." Dumbledore says.
"Nice to meet you Mrs.Weasley." I say to her.
"Nice to meet you to dear. This is Ron, Ginny, and George." She said pointing to each in turn. George looked just like Fred. But Fred was somehow cuter. Oh dear lord. Then the whole Weasley bunch said " Nice to meet you." And Mrs.Weasley stated" Fred is this the girl that you tripped?"
Fred stammered out a yes.
"Did you say that your sorry? And dear are you ready to go?" The last bit she said to me.
"Yes ma'am." I said.
"Well its uncommon to her a ma'am here. You lot could learn a thing or two on manner. Everyone let's go home." Mrs. Weasley said.
After we 'flooed' to the 'borrow' as Ron informed me. As soon as we stepped out if the fireplace Mrs.Weasley went to the kitchen to cook and Fred said "come on let's go on a tour of the house." And put his hand on my back to push me to the stairs. And he did on one of my bigger bruises. I gasped and stepped out of his reach. The Weasley bunch looked at me oddly. Oh dear god.
"I fell out of a tree yesterday." I lied.
They just  nodded as if they didn't believe me. Oh well.
"So What about that tour?" I asked brightly. "Well come on." Fred says before taking off up the stairs. Following him George followed me. After the tour-I was rooming with Ginny- George called out to Mrs.Weasley that we were going to play quidditch. What ever that was. Mrs.Weasley called an okay out. And I followed the rest out of the back door. And to a shed. Pulling out some hoops with stands and a couple of balls the twins explained the rules to me. They finished each others sentences a lot I noted the twins were team captins. I was on Freds side and was a seeker. Fred a beeter percy keeper and chaser. Ginny was seeker George was beeter and Ron keeper and chaser. After I got on the broom it felt like it did when I got my wand. My body had a mind of its own. I pushed off the ground. And went from one side of the from one side of the yard to the other. I laughed from the joy of it. Still laughing I said "Are yall coming or are yall going to watch the grass grow?" I could see the wheels turning in their heads, pondering my southern slang. Shrugging Fred said "All right everyone into the air. Balls are being released." I giggled.  The boys turned and looked at me, smirking at my negativity.
Poor Ginny. All the poor thing did was looked confused at what we were laughing at.
"Nothing Ginny. Nothing." Ron said. I watched young Ginny shake her head at her elder brother.
"ok you lot let's get to it!" Fred shouted and the rest followed me in to the air. Finally. I thought to myself.
"Emmie just find the golden little walnut ball with wings and your good!" Fred shouted to me. I nodded and began to circle the field looking for the little walnut ball.
After 10 mintues of looking I saw it near George's feet and took off. Ginny saw and was after me like a bat out of a cage. I came from behind him, so George did not see me. Just as I grabbed the snitch I felt more than saw a blow to the back of my head. I gasped from the pain of it, I was used to pain. Not usally the back if my head, but still. Whatever.
I flew towards the ground landing and falling off the broom. Fred was there in a spilt second. As I lay on the ground on my back, he landed over me.
"You have three heads Freddie." I giggled. "That isn't right your only supposed to have one. Isn't that right? I mean I've always been called retarded, but I know that don't i? Whoops, I wasn't supposed to say. Daddy might hi-." She cut herself off with a grimace, before she started to get up.
"Ron go get mum! Quick!" Fred was the first one To talk out of all five of the red heads. And Ron ran off towards the burrow, long legs caring  him towards it fast than I had ever seen anyone run before.
I was now on my knees trying to get on to my feet. Finally managing to do that, I swayed on my feet almost tipping over until percy caught me.
"Thanks Perce." I said to the  teenager. He looked at me with a strange look on his face.
"What is it, do you not like that name?" I asked him.
"No that's not it. It's how your not acting like your in any pain besides almost falling over. Why is that?" He questioned me. I giggled at his face. Like all the Weasley children he to had the family features that the others shared. Long nose, sparkling blue eyes, red hair of course, a full lower lip and spare upper one.
"I deal with a lot of pain. It's just become apart of my life, I reckon." By this time every thing had began to spin and Ron was back with Mrs. Weasley and her wand. She took one lot at me and I saw her expression be come even more worried than it all ready was.
"It's ok Mrs. Weasley. I taken more than this. Just let the spi-."
"Emilee, dear you have blood poring down the the side of your face. We're going to St. Mungo's.  Now,-" I cut Mrs. Weasley off.
"Sorry Mrs.Weasley, but you said that there was blood on the side the side of my face. But I swear that the bat hit the back of my head. So did it hit the back of my head or did it hit the side causing most likely my temple to bleed. That would explain the blood on the side of my face. But then judging by the speed of the bat, how hard George was hitting, and the weight of bat it would have crushed my skull. Wouldn't it?" I asked. And the whole time I was talking I was looking at Mrs.Weasley and she was looking at me like I was turning into a bug eyed freak.
I faced the rest of the Weasleys that were there. Looking at Percy I repeated my question. Or tried to any way. Halfway through a wave of dizziness swept through me. I broke off the question and said "Oh lord, I am afraid that I am about to pass out and that would do no good. Can yall try to keep me from closing my eyes?" Of course my knees buckled as soon as I finshed that sentence. The last thing I saw was Percy lunging towards me to try and stop me me from hitting the ground.