Amara Finnegan

Chapter 11- Summer Break

The rest of the year went on without a hitch. Except of course Harry Ron and Hermione finding Fluffy. Let's just say there was a lot of yelling at Ron, but of course I wouldn't let go of him the rest of the day.

I got off the train to see my mum waiting for me and Seamus.

I grabbed the twins and Ron in a hug and ruffled Harry's already messy hair and then bounded off after my little brother.

"Hi mummy!" I said hugging her.

"Hello Amara. Hi Seamus." Mum said hugging Seamus and smiling to me.

My mum hasn't really liked me that much since I got my furry little problem. My dad just freaked since he's a muggle.

Mum grabbed Seamus' hand and made me clutch her arm as we disapperated.

I grabbed my trunk and pulled it up to my room yelling a hello to my dad. I unpacked and repacked for the Weasley's house since I tend to stay there most of the summer.

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"Hello Mr Weasley." Mum said as Mr Weasley and the twins flooed into our family room the next Thursday.

I ran down the stairs and tackled him, "Hi Mr Weasley!!" I yelled hugging him. What? I hadn't seen him in a whole year!

"Ahem!" Fred coughed.

"Don't we get a hug." George said as they opened their arms.

"Nope!" I answered helping Mr Weasley up.

Their faces were shocked and I laughed. "I'm kidding!" I said wrapping my arms around them.

"Boys why don't you help Amara with her trunk." Arthur said.

I grabbed their hands and pulled them to my room.

I had painted it over the summer. Now it had an Irish flag painted on one wall and the rest were green with Ireland Quiddich posters on them. My bed was in a corner with a red Gryffindor Duvet, and gold pillows.

"You've redecorated." George said sitting on my white desk that was by my bed.

"Yes I did, and there's a CHAIR for a reason!" I said pushing him onto the floor.

Fred grabbed my trunk and George grabbed me.

They both walked down the stairs as I grumbled about how I can walk.

We flooed to the Burrow and I was suffocated in a hug by none other than Mrs Weasley.

"Molly, let the girl breath!" Mr Weasley said laughing.

"Oh my, look at you! You get more and more beautiful every time I see you!" Mrs Weasley said holding me at arms length.

"It's called make up." Fred said to his mum.

"Fredrick Gideon Weasley!!!!!" Mrs Weasley yelled as she turned to see him already running up the stairs laughing with George right be hind him.

"It's okay, I'm used to THE IDIOTS BEINGS JERKS!" I yelled the last part so they could hear.

This will be one fun summer.