Leaving

So there was one thing bothering Molly Weasley and that was her newly found daughter's name. Not her name more what her some what middle is, when the house elf who Molly had learned to be Poppy had announced her name. Alora Lilith Black Willow. I mean it could be a coincidence but with Sirius Black out of Azkaban  it could mean anything.

Alora was a little on edge with so many people around the house, she hadn't seen so many people since the last Willow Ball that had announced she would be hosting the next one which was coming up in the next month or two. She had lost count of the days because of hiding out in her room but she now guessed she would have to wake up and face reality.....

Ron was happier than ever due to being reunited with his twin sister and he was glad that she wasn't as annoying as Ginny because that would be too much for him too handle.

Fred and George had been a little nicer than usual which was scaring him but he was letting it slide for now.

Fred and George were being less mischievous  than usual because....well it was because of Poppy, scaring them to behave. The Weasley Twins had been looking for secret passages because if Hogwarts had many than a pure-blooded castle definitely had to have some. So that's what they were busy with and they have found many already, Alora knew about their late night adventures around her house. Alora also knew that they would never find Her hiding place that she would use to hide from her parents and other things.....

Bill ,Charlie and Percy Weasley had been doing many of their old and new found hobbies with their sister that had been taken from them at such a young age.

Ginny Weasley was having fun gossiping and complaining about the boys she also had almost let it slip about Harry and Hermione but stopped herself and said Ron would introduce me. Ginny still told her about her crush on Harry which made Alora laugh, she told her younger sister that she sounded like the main character from one of her novels that is in love with her brother's best friend. Ginny found this funny especially when she showed her the many muggle books that contained this certain plot.

Ginny had a nagging thought in the back of her mind and that was 'what if Alora ends up liking Harry and he likes her too' she sometimes would think of this and feel angry towards Alora about this but decided that she doesn't even know Harry and that she can't be mad over something silly.

Arthur Weasley was being shown all of the muggle devices like earphones/headphones, phones and many others that were lying around the Willow Manor.

~>At Dinner~<

"Alora dear" Molly turned to her first daughter who tilted her head to the left a little to signal her to go on

"Well I have to ask" Molly began choosing her words carefully

"What's the deal with the name Black in your full name because we had never chosen it for particular reasons" she questioned but treading lightly

"Oh well if you must ask my parents had chosen it, it's completely legal if you must" Alora stated

"Is there a reason" Arthur tuned into the conversation

"Oh well" she stammered which Poppy noticed and nodded at her master

"If you excuse me I'm not feeling this conversation with my dinner" Alora stood up wiping her mouth "I'm off to bed" she announced and walked upstairs.

~>The Living Room~<

"How strange" Arthur thought allowed whilst reading the Daily Prophet

"Yes oh Arthur what if she won't speak to me again" Molly overthought

"Molly, of course she will still talk to you it might just be sensitive for her to talk about I mean her parents could be death eaters and well Sirius Black being in Azkaban" Arthur put the newspaper to tell his theory with his hands

"Her adoptive family could of visited and plus they were both in Slytherin" he shrugged

"Actually dear, her 'Mother' was in Ravenclaw" Molly corrected because she definitely didn't read the Willow History with Hermione before coming here for nothing.

"Well you get the idea" Arthur rolled his eyes at his wife

~>Ron's Room<~

"What was that all about do you think" Ronald asked his sister and the set of twins who were now looking at him.

"I mean she could have ties with a mass murderer" Ronald pointed out

"That means" Fred began "we would have ties with him" George joined

"Which we don't" Fred finished

"Do you two have to do that all of the time" Ginny whined

"Why of course, dear sister" the twins chimed

"Ughhhhh" Ginny rolled over "I'm going to bed night"

"Night wartface" Ronald sniggered at his own comment that he had made up when she had a spot in her face along with a wart and couldn't tell the difference and still to this day he will call her that sometimes because other times she will beat him, Ron would rather stay bruise free.

Ginny just flipped him off which made him scoff

~>The next Afternoon In The Garden~<

Alora was sitting on one of the trees that just happened to curve at the trunk which made a perfect seat for the petite girl. She of course was drawing, this time she was drawing a butterfly that she had seen close enough to her that she could draw the beautiful pastel butterfly in detail.(image above)

"Hey" a voice interrupted her thoughts and drawing process so she looked up to see her one and only messy ginger she calls her twin brother

"Do you need something" Alora asked not trying to seem rude but he had interrupted her

"Well mum asked actually no told me to tell you that we are all leaving today" Ron had admitted sadly looking at his feet

"Oh well you'll be fine I mean I've heard your not the wealthiest but I'm sure you won't miss this" she pointed to the dark manor that was standing in all its glory just in the second pair of Weasley twins view

"Uh m-what" Ron asked offended I mean why would his twin sect like this he just though it was because they were leaving

"You heard me, well bye I guess" she turned back to her drawing then glanced to the butterfly who was no longer there GREAT!

THANKS RON!

"The thing is you're coming with us 'Lora" he smiled sheepishly

"Oh" she simply said "what if I can't" she asked

"Why would you be able to go"

"Well you know it's my house and I have things to do Ronald" she got up and barged past him

Ron had watched his twin leave, her red vintage milkmaid dress twisting a little due to the breeze in the air.

Ron never understood her style he thought it was weird for her to dress from a different century or whatever.

Ron headed back towards the manor and thought to himself 'why is she acting like a git'