Harry Potter's sister ~~~ Fanfiction

the burrow part 19

The Ford Anglia landed in the backyard of a house, whose structure made Emma more surer than, even Dudley's pig tail, that magic existed.

"Harry, Emma welcome to the Burrow." Said Fred

"Home to the many, many Weasley's that inhabit this magical world of ours?" said George

"Just how many is many?" asked Emma

"Well!" said Ron "there are five of us living with Mum and Dad right now, add in Bill in Egypt and Charlie in Romania that's nine."

"Wow!" said Emma, Harry looked at her and smiled.

The five of them disembarked from the Ford Anglia.

"Alright now here's the plan we'll all sneak quietly into the house and upstairs, Mum will call us down for Breakfast, Ron will bring Harry and Emma and say 'look who showed up last night!' and no one need ever know we flew the car." Said Fred

"Ok Harry, Emma come on I sleep on the top…" began Ron

"Ah!" said Fred

"Oh dear!" said George

Harry and Emma looked at what had gotten the Weasley boys attention. As it turned out "oh dear" was a very angry looking Molly Weasley.

She marched right up to the 5 of them and fixed her sons with a highly deadly glare that they were only too familiar with.

"Well!" she asked

"Good Morning Mother Dearest!" said Fred

However unlike Emma, Molly was not one to be charmed by a Weasley Twin "What were you three thinking: beds empty, car gone, you could have died, could have been seen." She yelled

She then rounded on the Potters "Harry dear, how lovely it is to see you again…" she looked at the auburn haired girl with hazel brown eyes standing in her pyjamas to Harry's left. "Hello dear I don't think we've met?"

"Oh sorry Mrs Weasley." Said Harry, a bit surprised at her sudden change from angry Mum to sweet loving Mum "this is my sister Emma. Emma this is Ron's Mum, Mrs Weasley."

Mrs Weasley's eyes bulged "S…Sister? You mean…" she looked at Ron "Harry really does have a sister?"

"That's what I've been telling you all." Said Ron exasperatedly

Mrs Weasley took a good look at Emma who in turn said "Hello!" in a small weak voice.

That voice of course brought the Molly Weasley out into its natural state of being: the uber-mother "Oh there's no need to be shy dear, where are your clothes, why are you wearing pyjamas?"

"Uh we didn't have time to change." Said Harry, whose stomach chose that moment rumble, which brought Molly into her other natural state of being: feed the thousands mode.

"Well Harry, Emma dears how about a spot of breakfast?" she then turned and head towards the house. Ron non-verbally urged the Potters to follow his Mum, which they did.

Mrs Weasley began filling frying pans with sausages, egg-yoke, black pudding, white pudding, bacon, tomato; she also threw slices of bread into the stove for toasting and with her wand began boiling water and sent a jug of orange juice and another of milk to the table. The Potters and Weasleys took seats around the table.