The Tale of Alexandria Black

Chapter 11

It was the middle of a relaxing summer. No drama, no Camilla, and no work, only friends and family and of course explosions. Let’s face it you got to rock what you got, and what I’ve got and a special talent for pyrotechnics. Raven and of course the twins help me improve them. A pyrotechnic needs her minions. I mean seriously who doesn’t. Raven and I never get caught. NEVER. The twins always get blamed. It’s hilarious. Then Mrs. Weasley never wakes Raven and I up in the ungodly hours before 10. It is perfectly amazing. She never made us break a sweat and all we had to do was never tick her off. We still broke a sweat though with all the planning and my room that does not get the idea of AC, but there are spells for that. Summer was a breeze. We helped Mrs. Weasley around the Burrow anyway though. It was important to help her. She was like a second mum to me. I swear that Mrs. Weasley loves Raven and I more than her sons, but not Ginny. Ginny was always the baby girl to her mum.

My mum on the other hand has been in Greece for the whole summer, working on an excavation site for the Ministry. She would have taken me, but she knew that if she did that I would never want to come back to the Burrow.

“Alex!” Raven said from the porch.

“Yesh?” I questioned looking over my shoulder from the tree I was sitting in.

“Look at what I found!” She exclaimed, holding a rather beat up blender in front of her.

I stared at it with an evil glint in my eyes.

“Oh crap yes! Big explosion time!” Raven said as she saw my look. I laughed evilly at her childishness.

“Now what are you two up to?” A ginger twin by the name of Fred questioned from behind Raven, who jumped at the sound of his voice and turned to hide the object behind her back.

“Oh, nothing,” I said, jumping out of the tree walking towards were Raven was standing.

“I know that glint, Alex. It’s not ‘nothing’. That’s your ‘I have an idea’ look,” George said from beside Fred, crossing his arms over his chest, staring at me with his irresistible brown eyes.

“Oh, well we now have something to do,” Raven said, inching closer to me.

“Sure you do,” Fred said.

A few minutes after we began messing with the wires and BAM went to blender. I waved away the smoke in the air to see Raven smiling all crazy like.

“That.  Was. Awesome.” She said her smile growing until she looked like a Cheshire cat.

“Not really. I wanted more of a BOOM, not just a BAM. There is a difference,” I said, disappointed with my work.

“Stop being a Debby Downer. It exploded, didn’t it?” She looked taken  aback by the fact that I wasn’t happy with the explosion.

“Yes, but-“

“No ‘buts’ okay? It wasn’t the biggest explosion but it still exploded and that’s all that counts,” she said, standing up.

“Okay,” I sighed defeated.

“That’s what I thought. Now let’s go back to the Burrow before anyone decides to see what the smoke is all about,” she said as she began walking off without me.

“Hey, slow down!” I yelled as I ran after her.

“What did you do?” Mrs. Weasley demanded when we got into the kitchen in the Burrow, covered in ash.

“Well you see…” Raven began.

“We sourda….” I continued.

“Blew up a blender?” We finished, ending the sentence in a question.

“Well at least Arthur has one last item to mess with,” Mrs. Weasley said with a laugh. Raven and I let out a breath we didn’t know that we were holding in. “Now go get clean for lunch.”

“Yes, mam,” raven and I said at the same time. Again.

After Raven and I were all clean and junk we went back down stairs to the smell of glorious food. After lunch the Weasleys, Raven and I were just chilling in the living room. Ron was frustrated about something.

“Aleeeeeeeeeex,” Ron whined.

I looked over at him from my position on the couch, using George as a pillow as usual. “Whaaaaaat?” I whined back.

“Harry hasn’t responded to any of my letters. Has he replied to any of yours?” He asked.

“No, why?” I replied, looking over at the ginger.

“Just wanted to know,” He responded.

“Okay?” I went back to my original position. “Think of it like this, if he doesn’t respond we will go and get him. How does that sound?”

“Promise?”

“Yes, Ronald, I do promise,” I told him.

“I’m holding you to that,” He said as he went back up stairs.

“What was that about?” Raven asked as she woke up from her nap.

“Ron being all friend crazy,” I told her.

“Okidoke,” She replied and laid her head back down on my legs.

“Georgie,” I wisped to my pillow.

“Hm?” he replied, since he was still half asleep.

“Why does Ron come to me with his problems and not you?”I questioned.

“Because he thinks of you as an older sister who won’t hurt him to bad,” George replied, his arm pulling me closer to him.   

“He did wake me up in the middle of the night just to tell me that he lost a stupid tooth,” I whispered.

“That was funny,” George said with a chuckle.

“Shut up,” I growled.

A few hours had past and everyone was off doing their own thing. Raven and I were in a staring contest. Fred and George were watching us while planning a prank. Ron was off in his room. Ginny was minding her own business, and Percy was upstairs, but not for long because he came into the living room.

“Ginny, you will be a prefect. I know it,” Percy said as he walked over to a Ginny Weasley who stopped what she was doing and stared out the window with a ‘oh crap’ face.

“Stop,” she groaned as she stood up. Everyone was watching the scene.

“Collaborate and listen,” I said.

“Ice is back with a brand new-“

“Stop disrupting my little chat with Ginny,” Percy growled at Raven and I. We stuck out tongues out at him all mature like.

“But they try so hard,” Fred replied.

“Urg,” Percy grumbled.

“Is that the majority of you vocabulary?” Raven questioned.

“ Shut up, you inarticulate bumble,” he replied.

“Big. Words. Hurt. Brain.” I said. 

"It amazes me that you can spell those 'big words', yet you have difficulty on the smallest of words," George said. 

"Oh, shut up," I said as I glared at him. 

“Dinner’s ready!” Mrs. Weasley said from the kitchen.

“Food!” Raven shouted and sprinted out of the living room.