Gained a Couple Battle Scars

Chapter 10: Snowball Fights and Eavesdropping

I've just finished my last exams, Hermione and I spent most of our time in the library during exams week. Being a year older than her, I helped her a bit in search of the right books. Harry and Ron avoided the library at all costs. From what I heard, they hung out with Fred and George, who also avoided studying.

I had gotten an owl, two days before exams from my parents saying they were going to France for the Christmas holidays, which means I was to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas. I heard Hermione and Harry were going to the Weasley family's house, and I desperately didn't want to be at Hogwarts alone. Luckily Fred and George asked me if I wanted to come. Said their mum and dad didn't mind.

I arrived at their place, also known as the Burrow, about four days ago. It's nice cozy place, kind of small for ten people, but we manage. All the rooms are up stairs that are criss cross and windy. I'm sharing a room with Hermione and Ginny while Harry shares a room with Ron. The rooms are only so big, so I share a bed with Hermione.

Our room is on the first landing on the stairs, Fred and George's is on the second and Ron's room is on the fifth floor. I like Ginny's room because out the window you can see orchard where we play quidditch at. Theres a lot of land at the Burrow, garden, fields, im pretty sure theres ponds as well. Mr. And Mrs. Weasley welcomed me with open arms. She's told me that Fred and George have mentioned me a few times over holidays.

Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George and I are sitting at the table while Mrs. Weasley puts breakfast on the table. Fred and George are talking about wanting to play quidditch in the orchard after breakfast and Ginny and Hermione are discussing Christmas decorations that they want to put up. But, as I look around, there seems to be enough decorations up already.

"Where are those boys?" Mrs. Weasley says as Mr. Weasley walks into a kitchen and sits at the end of the table.

"Probably still sleeping mum." Ginny says.

"Yeah I wouldn't expect them for another hour or so." Fred says.

"Emberly, you said your parents are in France for the holidays?" Mr. Weasley says to me.

"Yes." I say grabbing a blueberry muffin from the tray.

"And they're muggles, yes?" he says.

"Yes." I say again.

"Fred and George mentioned you're in Slytherin." He says.

I look at the twins and they shrug and continue eating.

"I am." I say, but I don't say it proudly.

"What do your parents do?" Mr. Weasley asks.

"My mother is a nurse and my father is a police officer." Mr. Weasley looks at me curiously.

"Police officer? What is that?"

"So, um, he makes sure everyones following the law, whether it's people driving, or sometimes he'll get a call for a crime and he gets dispatched out to that area."

"What kind of crimes?" he says.

"Robbery, murder, theft, vandalism. Things like that. Hes a protector." I say.

"Ah, so he has one of those metal things, yes?"

"A gun. Yes. He keeps bad people off the streets."

Mr. Weasley looks at me in amazement. "Your father is one brave man. Especially without using a wand." I smile.

"Dad, stop bombarding her with questions." Fred says.

Mr. Weasley looks at Fred and Fred raises his eyebrow. Mr. Weasley begins to eat and Fred winks at me before stuffing half a muffin in his mouth.

"I'm just saying," Mr. Weasley begins again. Fred and George groan, I smile. "that I think it's amazing that a muggleborn was sorted into Slytherin, it's like the sorting hat really wants to make some changes." He says.