ooc: nice avatar Stevie!

I turned to see Stevie, who was wearing a dress.
"Woah, you look nice too, guess I'm going to be busy if I have to dance with all of you!" I laughed.
"Save one for me" My mother grinned "What did you Vicktor give you?"
"Some robes" I said, sitting down at the table.
"That was nice of him" She said, continuing doign Kira's hair.
"uh huh" I muttered, taking a mouth full of nuts that where on the table "Hermione Krum..." I said to myself.
"Hermione Weasley" Ginny chimed, grinning. Hermione grabbed a pin and threw it at Ginny. "It was a joke!"
"Ginny Longbottom!" Hermione chimed "It was a joke!"

I laughed as I turned back to the mirror and held my hair up. Maybe I should comb it every once and a while... I thought to myself grinning, but then again, it was always messy like this...

"Longbottom?" I asked, looking to Ginny "As in Jason Longbottom?"
"Jason?" Ginny said looking to me "Neville's son! Oh yeah...Didn't he marry Luna?"
"Well there you go Will" My mum laughed "A Lovegood indeed!"
"He's really nice, even if he is a little odd" I said honestly, taking out some exploding snaps and spreading the cards on the table.
"What was all that shouting about before?" Fred asked as he, George and Mrs. Weasley walked in with some shopping bags. "Lucky Old Black didn't loose it" He said eyeing the portrait in the hallway.
"Oh! Look at that Dress!" Mrs Weasley burst suddenly seeing the wedding gown.
"Oh Yes!" Fred said sarcastically, skipping over to it "This is lovely!"
"Georgous!" George cried aswell.
"Beautiful!" Fred said dramatically.
"Adorable!" George placed the veil on his head and spun around.
"Stop it both of you!" Mrs. Weaslet barked, snatching the veil from his head.
"White's not really your color" I said, laughing at both of them as they placed the dress up to each other. Mrs Weasley eyed them threatingly,
"Were only joking, mum!" George sighed. "Oh Look at wittle Stebie all dressed up, and Berggy and..."
"Is dat our wittle Kirakinns!" Fred grinned. "All grown up!"
Mrs. Weasley grabbed a wooden spoon and hit them both over the head.
"You all look lovely! Right William?"
"Yea" I said, not looking up from the cards.

"This is strange...isnt it?" I asked Kira as we sat up in the bedrooms.
"Just a bit" She said.
"You know, I wish we could just have one year where everything went fine, where everything was normal and we didnt have to worry about Draco and Voldemort and all that other stuff" I said angrilly.
"Dont we all" Kira said flipping through my album.
"Hey! You never showed me this picture" She said handing me a photo. I picked it up, it was a picture of Kira and I, but we were really young around 3.
"Yea, we were cute" I said smiling and handing it back. There was silence for a moment.
"Dont you wish we could go back?" Kira asked.
"Before I started Hogwarts, I loved my life. I thought nothing could get better" I said with a small smile.
"Same here" Kira said.
"You havent lost anyone" I said quietly.
"What?" Kira asked.
"Nothing"
"No I heard you! I may have a father! But I certainly have lost people! You think I didnt care about Harry? You think I didnt care about Hagrid! Well I did, and Tonks too! I have lost people, we all have, and you're being selfish!" She yelled and left the room slamming the door.

I was heading up the stairs as the echoed voices of the Weasley's bickering downstairs rang up the hallways. Kira dashed past me, looking quiet angry. I walked to the girls room and opened the door to see Stevie sitting on her bed.
"Trouble in paradise?" I asked, closing the door behind me.
"My life is hardly paradise!" Stevie said, smiling slightly. I sat down and picked up the album that she had. "Kira said I was selfish!"
"Imagine that!" I said sarcastically "I'm joking, Stevie!" Then looked back down, flicking through the pictures. "Oh, you look cool!" I joked at a picture of Stevie in a bright pink dress.
"Shut up!" She laughed.
"Remember that day?" I asked, showing her a picture of her eight birthday. It was the last time I saw Stevie before going to Hogwarts, as me and my mother moved into London soon after. "I didn't talk to B once that day, I thought she was weird because I didn't really know her!" It was really weird looking back at these. I turned the page again to see our first year, I had an arm around Stevie and kissed her on the cheek, Kira's eyes dodged over to us then she looked away.
We sat in an awkard silence for a few moments.

"Will,... do you still feel the same way?" I asked him quietly.
"About?" he asked.
"About us, I mean after that day..everything changed, we wernt the same. Am I still nothing more than a friend?" I asked him. He didnt say anything I looked down.
"B's like a sister to me, but Kira and you...I just...I dunno" Will said flipping through some more pages.

Stevie's eyes remained on me as I looked back at the pages, feeling the blood rushing to my head.
"Talk about a cliffhanger" Stevie laughed.
"Look, I am not about to choose, alright?" I snapped. She looked at me with a confused look. "I don't know my feelings at the moment, I have a little more important things on my mind. Okay?" We sat for a moment. "Come on, dinner's almost ready, Mrs. Weasley is making a feast for the happy couple and-"
"William!" A voice rang outside the door.
"Oh no! My grandparents!" I groaned.
"What's wrong with them?" Stevie asked.
"Well, when my grandad's not drunk he is snapping at me for looking like my father, or being to short or something and my grandmother is constantly at me about school and all that" I sighed.

"Yea well It's good to have grandparents, my mum's parents are horrible." I said shaking my head. "They tell me I'm too much like my father and that i should grow up and move on" They telephone alot, it's crazy" I said angrilly.
"So what do you think about Krum and youre mum getting married" I asked as we walked downstairs. "I-" he stopped when Hermione looked up at her son. "Hi Sweetheart" I looked to Will, his ears turned red.

"Hi" I started, but the second I did my grandmother pushed past my mother and up to me, hugging and kissing me.
"Oh Will dear, look how much you have grown! How's school?" She asked.
"er, fine" I started.
"Good! Remember, no work no gain!" She chimed "Filthy place this, I suggested that the wedding should be at the Yorkshire Park, but Hermione said it wasn't safe enough! Honestly, who's picks a fight at a wedding?"
"I tell ya who!" My grandfather grunted from downstairs, where Mr Weasley was inspecting his coat "That troublemaker Malfoy, I never liked him with his shifty eyes!" I looked to the ground, I had the same blue eyes.
"Oh Harold! I told you not to bring him up!" My grandmother snapped. "And Stevie! Look how you have grown! I haven't seen you for how many years now? Since you where five? Oh dear, what is with your hair?" She licked her finger and tried to get the strand at the back of Stevie's head to sit down.

I tugged away. "Nothing is wrong with my hair" I said conjuring a brush and brushing it down.
"Oh Dear" She muttered turning away.
"How is you're father?" She asked smiling at me. I said nothing and looked over at Hermione.
"Oh Mum..." Hermione started.
I said nothing, my face pale.
"Mother, Harry was killed last year, along with her mother Jennifer as well" Hermione stated.
I ran back up the stairs and into my room slamming the door falling on my bed.

Everyone looked at my grandmother for a few moments,
"What?" She said "Am I meant to remember everything? You barley talk about Harry or Ron-" The kitchen door opened as B and Kira stepped out to see what all the noise was about. "See! There's Ginny, oh, look how much you've grown dear!"
"Mum" Hermione rolled her eyes "That's Kira, Ron's daughter!"
"Oh...Kira...oh yes!" She smiled. "And Birgit, who is-"
"-My daughter" Hermione said "Krum! can you come up here!" She called. Viktor ran up the stairs and noticed my grandparents.
"Oh! Ello everyone!" Krum said seeing them.
"Viktor!" My Grandmother bounced "Oh, it seems like just yesterday you where visiting us during your Hermione's fifth year summer!"
"Fifth year!" I gasped "You were dating at your-"
"And then that Malfoy turned up" My grandfather groaned.
"Dinner's ready" Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen.
"Wait, Stevie!" I said looking back up the stairs.
"She'll come down when she's hungry" Mr Weasley said, pulling everyone in for some dinner.

I sat up, "Why do you have to be so stupid!" I said angrilly. "For crying out loud, it was in all the papers, she knew! She just wanted to make me angry" I said. I went over to my bag and opened it up, there was a telephone directory in it. I went to the telephone in my bedroom and picked it up and dialed a number. "Hi, Grandma, This is Stephanie, I wanted to know what you thought about me living with you..."

OOC: Sorry, I haven't been on, my computer was having technical problems. I couldn't get on the internet

I shrugged and watch Stevie run up the stairs - but there was no time to look any longer as my grandmother shoved me into a seat next to my Uncles Fred and George, immediately I realized I was standing in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"Ah, well, Kira is it? What's your favorite subject?" Will's grandmother asked me as she tried to start up a conversation.
"Er.." I looked to her having a feeling that anything I was about to say wasn't going to be the right answer.
"In school?" she looked to me waiting for my response.
"Charms..?" I lied and watched my dad cover his mouth, holding back a laugh along with a few others at the table.

"Oh, thought you would pleasure us with your presence, did you?" My mother asked Ron in a cold tone. He went to reply but I said loudly,
"More potatoes?" So that they both looked at me. "Mm, this is great! What is it?" I said trying to change the subject.
"er...cabbage" Mrs Weasley replied staring at me.
"Yes, but what have you put on it?" I muttered, going red.
"Water" She replied, watching me closely as if I was going insane. I was saved as a loud beeping noise rang around the kitchen. "What's that?" I asked looking around, Mad Eye, who had came in previously, removed a small object from his pocket.
"Someone's using an electircal device" He muttered, both of his eyes shooting around the room like mad.
"Mother, I said not to bring anything electrical" Hermione said to my grandmother.
"No, it's not them. It's a telephone!" Moody snapped.
"I installed one upstairs" Mr. Weasley said proudly "Did the plugs and all!"

"Is it bad that someone, probably Stevie, is useing it?" I asked looking at Mad-Eye with wide eyes and puzzled look. The thing in his hand was still peeping loudly.
"Can't you turn that thing off?" Mrs Weasley asked, holding her hands on her ears.

Mad Eye hit it once with his wand and it stopped beeping, then put it back in his pocket.
"Defenetly different from her father" My grandmother said "If someone mentioned his parents he wouldn't go running into his room crying, he was a lot more-"
"Mum!" Hermione said, dropping her knife and fork.
"What?" She asked, her eyes wide. Mrs Weasley, pursed her lip and sat down. I looked over at Kira and B, my grandmother was right, Harry seemed to be a lot more stronger then Stevie was, was that a bad thing?
"So, You are the bridesmaid Ginny?" My grandmother asked, looking once again to Kira.
"I'm not Ginny" She said through clenched teeth.
"Actually, Birgit will be my maid of honour" My mother said.
"Birgit?" My grandfather grunted, taking a sip of wine. "Which ones that again?"

"Mother, she's a girl, girls have totally different personalitys than boys. And Harry didnt have his parents taken away at 12 years old." Hermione said curtly. The tension in the dining room was so thick you could cut it with a steak knife.

I walked down the stairs, "Hermione" I said, "Could you come here" I asked as she stood up. She walked over, "I spoke with my grandmother, she wants me to come live with her, she's in Wales." I said quietly. Hermione said nothing standing there shocked.

"That would be me..." I said looking at Wills grandmother from under my eyebrows. I had no idea Hermiones parents were so... thick! I looked over at Will with a puzzled look, as if asking him if they're doing it on purpose.

"Oh yes, Birgit" My grandmother nodded "Your Sirius's daughter, no?"
"Yeah, she is" I said loudly "She's living with us, remember? She's my sister now."
"Ronald" Hermione said, looking in from just outside the door "Could you come here please, we need to discuss somthing with Stevie!" As Ron got up, Kira, B and myself went to follow.
"Sit down!" Mrs. Weasley said sternly. We all turned on our heels and sat back down, our heads hanging.
"Ohh, just a lil more" My grandfather said as Krum poured him some more wine, watching him closesly "So Viktor, what was it you said you did?"
"Erm, I am a quidditch couch" He said "For de English international team"
"Oh yeah, Draco played quidditch didn't he?" My granddad asked taking another sip. The room went silent as it normally did when the name Draco was mentioned.

"Erm, yes.." my grandmother looked to Will's grandfather, "How is quidditch, Viktor?" she looked up to him, trying to change the subject of Draco. Krum began to explain but I couldn't hear as Fred poked my shoulder.
"Could you pass the potatoes, Ginny," he snickered. I saw my Aunt look over and Mad Eye raise an eye brow. I grabbed my spoon and was about to hit his wrist when-
"Kira!" my grandmother exclaimed.
"They started it!" I looked at her, as Will and B turned to the three of us.
"We did nothing of the sort," George folded his arms

I didn't hear what was going on because my eyes had wandered to the slightly open kitchen door, on the other side Ron and Hermione where discussing somthing important, I knew it.
"Could we be excused?" I asked Mrs. Weasley. She looked up at the door,
"Is the hall empty?" She asked Mad Eye, his eye spun around behind his head.
"There in the basement" He muttered.
"Upstairs, and I will be coming to turn out the lights in an hour, you all need an early night for tomorrow." She said. I got up, grabbing Kira with one arm and B with the other and walked out into the hall. We stamped on the stairs to make the noise that we were going upstairs, then turned and sneaked over to the stairs that lead to the basement.
"I have no say in the matter, it is up to your foster parents!" My mother was saying "Where were your grandparents a year ago when you needed a home?"
We leaned over to see Stevie sitting as Ron and my mum stood infront of her, we waved so they noticed us. Ron turned sharply and we all hid quickly.

"Why does it matter?! It's up to me isnt it?! It's my life, not you'res, not Ron's not Wll or Kira' or B, its my life! I dont care what the hell my foster parents think!" When I cursed Hermione looked a bit startled. "Stevie" Ron said sternly. "Sorry, Anyway, I'm going whether any of you like it or not, I wont have to go back to Hogwarts and I can go to muggle school and forget about all this, my father, mother, Draco, everything. I just want to be normal." I said tears falling down my face. Ron came over, he wrapped his arms around me. "It'll be allright" He said a hand on my hair, "Shh..." he coaxed.

There was an awkard silence, before I felt Kira next to me fall slightly.
"Look, it's late" My mother said, obviously startled by Stevie's yelling "Head up to bed sweetie, we should discuss this- Will?" She had spotted me looking from behind the rafter. "What are you-"
"You can just forget about all of us, huh? Nice to know how much we are worth to you!" Kira said coldly to Stevie.
"Don't-" I said grabbing her arm, although my eyes travelled onto Stevie. "Your not the only person who can hurt Stephanie...grow up and see that!" I turned and walked up the stairs angrily.

I sighed, "I'm sorry!" I yelled. Ron just looked up the stairs "This is a mess"