Chapter 2: Oh My God Percy.

Hermione and I were currently sitting in the kitchen of the Burrow. I had just had some breakfast; Ginny and the boys were still sleeping. Mrs. Weasley was up, though.

I pricked my finger, and noticed my blood sugar was a little low. I had a apple juice box and four lifesavers. After fifteen minutes, my blood sugar was fine.

Two boys then hobbled down the stairs.

Hobbled.

Is that a word?

Eh.

I'll put in the dictionary.

Cause I'm totaly awesome!

One of the boys seemed to be about twenty one or so.

That boy had long, red hair that was currently pulled back in a pony tail. He was already dressed for the day, much like Hermione and I.

He decided to wear a pair of dark blue jeans, a plain black tee shirt, and a black leather jacket. It was made of dragon hide I think. He had on some green army coloured socks.

He also had a fang earring in one of his ears; he seemed like a pretty cool dude.

The other boy looked to be about twenty or so. He had a strong build, and curly, wild, flaming red hair much like Mrs. Wealseys.

He was wearing a pair of blue jeans as well, and a red and black and white plaid shirt. He wore some black socks on his feet.

He had so many freckles on his face that he almost looked tan; he and blisters on his hands. Perhaps this one was Charlie?

"Oh, hi! I'm Bill." The boy with the earring said.

"I'm Charlie." The other one said.

HA!

I WAS RIGHT!

"I'm Hermione. Hermione Granger."

"I'm Madison. Madison Potter."

"Boys your up!"

~~~

The day was spent playing some Qudditch. Harry was arriving tommorow.

George and I were in his room, and we leant in towards eachother, and we kissed.

Much like the first time we had kissed, sparks erupted through it, like a volcanic eruption was about to happen.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he wrapped his around my waist.

We kept on having our lips meet. His tonge then went into my mouth.

Think I'd say mine, didn't you?

Don't judge!

We kept on kissing, like it was our first kiss.

Then somebody just had to barge in.

And it was the one and only....

Bill.

Thought I'd say Fred or Ron, huh?

Well, shows you how much you know.

MEOW!!!!!!!!!!!

We stopped then, our faces more red then my hair. And my hair is a pretty dark natural red.

Dinner that night was embarrassing.

Bill kept making kissie faces at us, and soon, Fred and Charlie and Ron and Ginny joinned in.

Weirdos.

Percy didn't.

Kill joy.

"Why are you making those faces?" Asked Mr. Weasley curious, eyeing them and then me and George, who were awkwardly sitting next to eachother. Fred was on George's other side and Ginny was on my other side.

"If you must know, I walked in on Madison and George kissi-" Bill began.

George kicked him from across the table.

It was quite funny, the look on his face was.

~~~

Harry was coming today.

If I know my brother, he was most likely becoming impatient.

Mrs. Weasley thought it was best if I stayed here- so did Mr. Weasley.

They both knew I'd probably do something rash.

George and Fred (thought I'd say Fred and George, huh? Suckers!) were idiots and braught some Ton Tounged Toffy with them.

It's the twins, Lee, and mines latest Weasleys Wizard Wheezss creation. They make were tounge, well, weigh a ton and grow super, super long!

So, there I was, outside with Ginny and Hermione, watching Bill and Charlie have a table war. They were knocking the two wooden tables against eachother, using they're wands of course.

At the momment, I think Charlie was winning, but I'll never be sure because then Percy said:

"WILL YOU SHUT UP!?"

"God, Perce! Don't get angry!" I exclaimed.

He huffed and glared at me. I think he stuck up his middle finger at me.

"BE NICE TO YOUR GUEST!!" I smiled up at him.

~~~

"No, Bulgarias got one decent player-"

"Ireland's got seven." I finished for Charlie.

"What about England?" Asked Harry.

That boy asks to many questions.

All the Qudditch fanatics shivered.

"Embarrassing that was..."

"Why? What happened?"

God, damn it, Harry!

I'm gonna start making almost of how many questions you ask a day-

Starting tomorrow.

Because I'm lazy.

"Went down to Translyvania..."

"Hundred and eighty to ten..." George sadly said, finishing Fred's sentence.

"Oi! Perce, how's that dragon dung in your inbox!" Exclaimed Fred.

"It wasn't dung! It was a fertlizer sample form Norway!" Percy huffed, as we all finished desert and dinner.

"It was nothing personal!" He exclaimed, right before he slammed the door to his bedroom.

"It was." I said.

"We sent it." Fred, George, and I said.

Harry snickered.

I went to sleep that night, excited.

The....

QUDDITCH WORLD CUP IS TOMMOROW!!!

YAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!