What If? Year 1

Chapter 4

She runs over to Harry and gives him a hug.
"Mione," Harry says, pointing at me, "this is my sister, Marigold." Hermione faces me and sticks her hand out for me to shake it. I shake her hand, while I study her figures. She had blue eyes with tannish skin. She had buck teeth when she smiles.
"She's starting Hogwarts this year, correct?" Hermione asks, looking at Harry.
"Yep," Harry says, smiling at me, "my other sister is helping with dinner."
"What are you looking forward to at Hogwarts, Marigold?" Hermione asks. I look over at Harry. He nods, giving me some courage.
"Charms," I say, "or Transfiguration! I'm looking forward to classes. And watching Harry play quidditch." Hermione smiles.
"Thank Merlin," she says, "I was hoping that not all the Potters were sport heads."
"Goldie plays as a beater," Harry says, "but she's also a nerd." Hermione shakes her head. Harry gives me his Nimbus 2000.
"Go show them what you can do," he says. I mount the broom and kick off. I was not the best beater, but I was okay.
"Here," George says, flying over to me and handing me a small bat, "hit the apples." I nod, looking for the apples. One comes flying at my head and I swing at it, splitting it open.
"Bloody hell," Ron says.
"We usually is foam balls so she has to hit it harder," Harry says, "don't hit it so hard." I nod, getting ready for the next apple. It comes toward my back. I turn around and swing at it, softer this time. I goes flying at someone that was walking up the hill. Thankfully it misses, but only by mere inches.
"Merlin, Goldie!" Dad shouts at me, "don't aim at me when I'm not paying attention.
"S-sorry," I stutter. Dad just laughs.
"Dinner is almost ready," he says, "you guys can come back outside after we eat." Everyone nods and I land next to Harry.
"That was great, sis," he says, taking his broom back.
"Thanks, Harry," I say, before he runs to catch up with Ron and Hermione. Ginny was walking with Fred and George. Dad was waiting for me.
"That was a good one, flower," he says, smiling.
"Thanks," I say, quietly, "you said we're going be here still after dinner?" He nods.
"I can take you home when ever you want me to," he says, "I just thought you seemed to have found friends."
"I think I have, dad," I say. We go back to the house.

When we get back to the house there is a big table set up outside for all of us.  Ginny runs back over to me.
"Come sit by me," she says, showing me a seat right next to her. I sit down and place my hands in my lap. Fred and George come and sit across from us.
"That was bloody brilliant what you did back there!" Fred says, smiling at me.
"Yeah!"  George says, "you can hit harder then Fred and I can!" I nod.
"You seem like the quiet type," George says. I look up at him. His eyes twinkled with ideas of mischief.
"We can help you with that," Fred says, "nobody that's friends with us is really quiet for long." Ginny laughs.
"We are friends, aren't we?" George asks me, as Mrs. Weasley sets some food in front of us. It looks heavenly.
"Umm," I mumble, "Yeah." The twins smile to each other. Ginny smiles at me.
"Good answerer." Ginny says, "They'd prank you till you die if you had said otherwise." 
"We would not!" Fred says, pretending to be offended, as he puts some chicken on his plate.  I put some on my own plate. 
"So," George says, "What house do you wanna be put in, Goldie?" I finish my bite of chicken before answering. 
"Gryffindor," I say, "but I don't think that will happen. I'm way to much of a Hufflepuff." Fred smiles. 
"Better then a Slytherin," he says, "you're to nice to be a Slytherin." I take another bite of chicken.
"I've heard." 

After we eat we go back to the quidditch hill.  Ginny and I sit underneath a tree while the four boys fly around. I start to braid Ginny's hair. 
"We're going to sit together on the train, right?" Ginny asks. 
"Of course!" I say, "Why wouldn't we?" Ginny shrugs and I laugh. I quickly finish her hair and wrap my arms around her in a hug. 
"We'll still be friends even if we're in different house, right?" Ginny asks, laughing. 
"Yeah!" We get up and start to walk back to the house. It was starting to get dark and I had already tripped on four gnome holes by the time we go back to the house. 
"You ready to go, Goldie?" Mom asks, as she picks up Everlyn from the couch. 
"I'm ready when ever you are, Mum," I say, "Dad will have to go get Harry, cause I've already tripped to many times out there."  Mum laughs. 
"I'm going to go home and get Evie to bed," she says, "you can come with me or wait with Dad and Harry." 
"I don't care," I say, smiling at Ginny, "do you want me to stay longer?" Ginny shrugs. 
"I don't mind," she says, "If you'd like to stay a little longer, we could look through some books and just talk some."
"That sound great," I say, giving my mom and Evie a hug, "I'll go home with dad and Harry." I follow Ginny back up to her room. 

An hour later, Dad comes and tells me it is time to leave. I give Ginny a hug. 
"See you on the train, Ginny," I say, waving. She waves back as I step into the fireplace. 
"The Potters!" I say, dropping the floo powder. I get sucked up into the vents and taken to my house. 
"So," Harry says, helping me up, "how way it?" I smile at him and give him a hug. 
"It was great, Harry," I say, "Ginny and I are going to sit together on the train."
"That great, sis," Harry says, smiling. Dad comes out of the fireplace and almost knocks into Harry and I. 
"Sorry, guys," he says, "Why don't you two get to bed... Tomorrow's going to be a big day." I nod and start up the stair to my room. Midnight was waiting for me on my bed. 
"Hello, Midnight," I say, siting down next to her and petting her.  She gets up and lays back down on my lap. 
"Let's get to bed," I say, laying down, without changing and falls asleep.