Chapter 3: The Ninja in Me IT SUCKS!

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OKAY IMAGINE THE WHITE SWEATER IS BLUE AND THERE ARENT SUNGLASSES OR A PURSE!!

LUCY'S P.O.V

The next morning I woke up, expecting that everything had been a dream, that when I opened my eyes I would be at Melonie's Home For Girls, but when I opened them I was still at the Leaky Cauldron much to my relief. I got out of bed, opened my trunk and put on my black leggings, a blue sweater, I wore some worn down boots too, and I was dressed for comfort.

I grabbed my trunk and Shimmer then I went down the stairs. I went down expecting the place to be deserted, but instead was greeted by a sea of red hair.

They were eating at the table chatting amongst themselves quietly. Two of them were clearly twins, there was a slightly older boy who wore glasses and had his nose burrowed in a rather large book, there were five other people too. There was an older woman, most likely their mother, and the man next to her was most likely her husband and their father. Next to him was a teenage boy he looked to be at least seventeen, and on the mother's side was a tall boy that was pigging out on food, then there was another person, a girl she looked to be about eight years old. I didn't know any of them..

So, me, being the socialite I am, tried to be a stealthy ninja, and I stayed in the shadows, out of sight, silent. This worked until me, being the skilled ninja I am, tripped on nothing causing Shimmer's cage to fly open, she screeched and flew out of that. Then I went crashing down the rest of the stairs, and at the bottom my trunk fell on top of me with an oomph, and popped open, thus spilling out all of its contents, mainly my school supplies.

I just made a fool of myself in front of strangers... YAY, and if things couldn't get worse, they did. As I finished repacking my things and putting the door back on Shimmer's cage someone decided to sit on my shoulder and poop. Then she flew into her cage. This caused two of them to break out into hysterics. 'how rude' I thought as I ran all the way back up the stairs with 16 eyes burning holes into my most likely bruised back, and tears stinging at my eyes.

I sat in my room against the door and I cried. I just cried, from embarrassment, and getting owl dung on my favorite sweater. I then started singing a song that somewhat haunted my dreams, it always played in the background, no matter what, and I usually had good dreams...

"Come stop your crying it will be alright, just take my hand, hold it tight

I will protect you from all around you, I will be here, don't you cry

For one so small you seem so strong, my arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm

The bond between us can't be broken, I will be here don't you cry

Cause' you'll be in my heart, yes you'll be in my heart from this day on now and forever more you'll be in my heart no matter what they say, you'll be here in my heart, always

Why can't they understand the way we feel? they just don't trust what they can't explain,

I know we're different, but deep inside us, we're not that different at all

And you'll be in my heart, yes you'll be in my heart from this day on now and forever more

Dont listen to them cause' what do they know we need each other, to have to hold, they'll see in time, I know

When destiny calls you, you must be strong, I may not be with you, but you've got to hold on, they'll see in time, I know, we'll show them together

Cause': you'll be in my heart believe me you'll be in my heart from this day on now and forever more

You'll be in my heart no matter what they say you'll be here in my heart, always always... "

After the song, I heard two pairs of feet walking up the stairs and before I knew it someone was knocking at my door softly,

"I am sorry for my children's behavior." the woman said sympathetically. I was still somewhat shy and embarrassed, so I stood up, cleaned myself up, and opened the door to see a short plump woman and a tall man, both sharing fiery red hair.

"It's okay ma'am I am just not having a good day, but I won't go on. And I'm not mad at anyone, I was just embarrassed." I said quietly, emerging from the musty room.

"Don't we all have days like that? Oh, and please, call me Molly ma'am or Mrs. Weasley makes me feel old, and this is my husband, Aurthr, would you like to join us for breakfast?"

"Okay" I replied shyly I didn't exactly know what to do since I haven't been around many kind people before.

I awkwardly followed Molly and Aurthr back downstairs where the six other redheads instantly stopped chatting when they saw me. I instantly felt even more akward and looked at my shoes. I basically was silent until the oldest child there piped up

"Hello, I'm Charlie, Charlie Weasley." he said kindly

"Hello Charlie, I am Lucy, Lucy Black." Then I realized there were two identical redheads next to me

"I'm Fred, he's George." the one to my right stated cheekily

"Pranking masters in the making" 'George' finished.

"Hello Fred, George. Will you be first years as well?" I sighed pointing to the correct twin. Because they oh so clearly switched their names to be little boogers.

"Yep" Fred replied happily

"We're heading to King's Cross at 10:00" George continued.

"We're just waiting on someone we're supposed to pick up. Do you know her?" The book dude asked as he looked up "oh! excuse my manners, I'm Perce Weasley, this pig is my brother, Ronald, and that's my sister, Ginny."

"I don't think anyone else is staying here at the moment except for me, sorry." I replied quietly.

"So, we must be picking you up then." Perce replied stupidly.

"No! Perce, we're picking up a hippogriff!" Fred called out obnoxiously.

"I guess so." I trailed off

"OH MY!" Molly exclaimed, and this made all of us jump "we are going to miss the train if we don't leave now! Come on then!" She said ushering all of us out the door, I quickly grabbed my trunk and a guilty looking Shimmer as I ran out the door with the rest of the Weasleys. As we made our way to Kings' Cross, I instantaneously knew the Weasleys would be like my second family.

I DONT OWN YOU'LL BE IN MY HEART, THAT BELONGS TO PHILL COLLINS!

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED

TO AN AMAZING AUTHOR @beccahill . GO. CHECK OUT HER BOOKS. I WILL KNOW. I HAVE THE MARAUDER'S MAP AND COOOOOOOOOFFIEEEEEEEEEE!

-bye fellow insane people

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