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A New Land, A New World	By : Madam_Weasley Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N - Starr - that was one of the hardest things I've written. Glad it's coming across ok! Thank you so much for all of your reviews!
Anon - I've found I really like writing for George! I'm glad that I seem to be getting the different feelings/emotions across ok. Thanks for all of your reviews.
Charlie was right, I’m going to be sick. I’ve never spun so fast in my life. I try to keep my arms and my eyes. I don’t think it will ever stop. I’m officially heading to hell.
                Suddenly I stop and topple over. I try to open my eyes but the room is spinning and retch. Nothing comes up, thank god. There are hands on me and someone’s talking, I can hear the noise but not the words. All I can hear is the left over roar of the fire and my blood rushing through my head. I take a deep breath and try opening my eyes again. Everything is blurry. I see red, black, and white. I blink a few times and realize that Charlie, Harry, and Draco are all crouched in front of me.
                “That was horrible.” I whisper.
                “Not my favorite form of travel” Harry says as he and Draco help me up.
                Charlie points his wand at me and whispers something.
                “You cleaned me didn’t you?”
                “Yep, good as new. You ready to meet the family?”
                “No. Give me a minute. The room is still spinning.” Harry and Draco help steady me as I stand there.
                Suddenly George is wooshing into the fireplace. “Ah good, she made it.” He said as he stepped out and dusted himself off.
                Charlie looked at me again. “You ready?”
                “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
                He smiles and takes my hand. He leads me through a small room that I can only think of as homey. We enter a kitchen that is full beyond capacity. It’s loud. It’s busy. It’s crazy. It’s perfect. Growing up with only my mom I was often jealous of my friends with larger families. Now that she’s gone it’s just me. This is exactly what I pictured as the perfect family. The laughter alone is enough to bring a tear to my eye. I’m trying to identify everyone from their pictures. The first person to notice us is Mrs. Weasley.
                “Finally. You are all here!” Everyone stops talking and turns to stare. My mouth went dry and I tried to back up. Charlie is still holding my hand and one of the other guys puts their hand on the small of my back. Holding me in place or giving me support I’m not sure.
She comes over and hugs each of the guys in turn and then faces me.
                “Mum, this is Gina.”
                She grabs my shoulders and looks me in the eye. “Welcome Gina.” and she pulls me into a quick hug. Tears prickle my eyes again. So many things running through my head.
                “Everyone, this is Gina.” Then they are all yelling hi, hello and various other greetings. I wave and give a hesitant smile. I notice that the blond girl, Bill’s wife? Is looking down her nose at me. I give her a small smile and avert my eyes.
                Harry, Draco, and George move past me, and Charlie is still beside me holding my hand. A dark haired girl comes up to me. I recognize her from the pictures but can’t remember her name. She married one of the brothers.
                “Hi Gina, I’m Hermione.” The memory modifier. She married Ron. I remember that now.
                “Hi.” we shake hands.
                “Charlie, how honest have you been with her?” She asks.
                “She knows everything Hermione. Once we got through my poorly executed introduction to magic I told her everything.”
                “So you know that I was there the night he showed you magic?”
                I nod. “Yes, you were going to modify my memory.”
                Her eyebrows shot up and she looked at Charlie. “You really did tell her everything.” She looked back at me. “I hope you don’t hold that against me. “
                “No. I understood what he meant. I may not have liked it but I understood it. The thought of it does terrify me though.”
                “I hope this doesn’t stand in the way of us being friends. There are just way too many boys in this family!” Hermione said with a laugh and took my other hand to pull me into the kitchen I looked back over my shoulder and Charlie was standing there with his hands in his pockets, watching me with what looked like a very satisfied smile.
                Hermione introduced me to Charlie’s brother Percy and his wife Penelope. They definitely seem to be the most formal of the family members. As I finish shaking hands with Penelope I feel a hand on my shoulder.
                “Hello again.” I looked up and saw Bill.
                “Hi” I smiled at him.
                “Well I can honestly say I didn’t expect you asking for directions would lead to this.”
                “Me neither.” I said with a laugh.
                “I have to say though, I’ve not seen Charlie so happy. Glad you could make it to dinner.” he said with a wink and turned back to the blond, “Fleur, this is Gina.”
                “Ah yes, ze Ameri-can.”
                It’s all she says before she turns back to talk Harry.
                “Don’t mind her, she’s always like that.” Ginny, I recognize her. I’d read a few articles about her. “Don’t take offense, but what are you doing with my brother?”
                “Wow, I’m not really sure there is any other way to take that. What do you mean?”
                “You’re a muggle and he’s a wizard.”
                “I’m a brunet and he’s a red head.” I say back.
                She screws up her face and looks at me, “What does that have to do with anything?”
                “You’re the one that started making pointless comparisons. What does our magical or lack of magical ability have to do with anything?”
                “Well, do you want something from him?”
                I’m starting to get pissed. I grind my teeth and look at her. How dare she! I don’t do well with unwarranted accusations.
                “Yes, as a matter of fact there is something I want from him.”
                “I knew it. You want him to use his magic to get you money or something you can’t afford. I’m right aren’t I?”
                I lean toward her and whisper in her ear. “I want your brother’s hot ass body in my bed.”
                Ginny jerked back and looked at me with wide eyes. “You tell me not to mind Fleur, no one gave me the warning on you.”
                I want to cry. I shouldn’t have reacted that way and I try to get out of the kitchen and back to the fireplace without anyone noticing me. Sadly, with that many people it’s hard to sneak through. Harry stopped me.
                “What did Ginny say to you?” he asked as he grabbed my arm.
                “Nothing, it’s fine. I must have some ash or something in my eye. I was going to find the restroom.”
                “Gina.” He’s looking at me expectedly.
                “She asked if I was with Charlie because I wanted him to use his magic for my own selfish reasons. I’m not, Harry. I liked him before I knew about the magic. I’ve not asked him once to do anything for me.”
                “I know. She’s just…” Ron walked up at then and introduced himself at that point.
                “Are you ok?”he asked.
                “She was talking to Ginny.” Harry said it like it was obvious what happened.
                “Ah, questioning your motives was she?” Ron asked
                “Uh, no. Nothing like that.” I reply as Harry nods yes.
                Ron scoffs, “She may be the youngest but she seems to think that none of us can look out for ourselves. You should have been around before Fleur and Bill got married. Ginny was always going on about her. Now they get on fine.” Harry laughed at this. “But from what I can notice you may be a muggle, but you must have some magic in you. It’s been years since I’ve seen Charlie this happy. He hasn’t stopped smiling since you’ve gotten here. He normally just sits and talks only when we talk to him. You seem to have done him some good.”
                “Ok everyone, supper is just about ready, let’s get the tables set up. “ Mrs. Weasley calls and everyone jumps up to help. I welcome the distraction so I don’t have to talk about this anymore.
                We ended up eating in the yard. They took multiple tables out using magic. There was magic used everywhere. Food was chopped by knives that no one was touching, dishes were washed by invisible hands, things were levitated and moved all over. I just stood there in awe as everyone seemed to have a wand out and was moving something. Tables, chairs, food, dishes, drinks. I wanted to help but I was pretty sure that there was nothing that I could do that would be helpful.
                After everything was set in the garden we sat down. Mr. Weasley sat beside me and I saw Charlie, who was sitting down on the other side of me, and George share a smile.   I was happy to sit back and just absorb everything but eventually thing turned to me.
                “So how did you two meet?” Percy asked.
                Bill told that story and managed not to make me sound like a complete idiot.
                “Mum, she was lost and followed Charlie home. Can he keep her?” George asked in a childish voice. Charlie threw a roll at him and hit him square on the nose.
                “BOYS! That is enough! We have a guest! I’m so sorry Gina.” She said to me while glaring at George who was taking a big bite of the roll that had hit him.
                “What is it like to be in an aeroplane?” this came from Mr. Weasley.
                “Seriously Aurthor, now is not the time!” Mrs. Weasley scolded him.
                “I don’t mind. It’s a lot like being on a bus but not as noisy. “ I respond.
                “Are American muggles much different from the muggles here?” he asked.
                “From what I can tell, no not much. Regional stuff is different between the two countries but that’s about it.”
                “Like what?” He leans toward m with his chin in his hand. Mrs. Weasley rolls her eyes and most of her kids seem to giggle or stifle laughs
                “Foods what we eat. Many people here eat kippers for breakfast and fish isn’t much of a breakfast food in the United States. Also words and terms. You say lift and we call it an elevator. Things like that are the biggest difference between muggles here and there.”
                Mr. Weasley looked a bit disappointed that there wasn’t more too it.
                We talk about my job, what I think about magic, how they couldn’t believe I would still talk to Charlie after how he introduced me to magic. We sat around and talked for a while longer. I thought that being with his family would be uncomfortable but other than Fleur and Ginny they had all been so kind and accepting.
                After everyone was done eating we sat around the table talking. I sat there at the table looking around and felt the love that this family has for each other. It was an incredible experience. Charlie put his arm around me and leaned in.
                “You doing ok?” he whispered to me.
                “Yeah. I’m great actually.”
                Mr. Weasley got up to go into the house and Draco slid into his seat. He put his arm around me too.
                “I told you they were pretty incredible didn’t I?”
                “You did and you’re right. They’re wonderful.”
                “Harry and I are heading out so I wanted to come say good bye. Take care of yourself, ok?” He leaned over and hugged me and brushed a kiss on my cheek.
                I smiled at him and said bye. Harry came by and gave me a quick hug to say good bye.
                Mrs. Weasley came by and sat beside me after the boys left.
                “Charlie, give us a moment will you?” He looked at his mom but went to talk to Ron and Bill.
                “Hello Gina.”
                “Hello Mrs. Weasley. Thank so much for dinner it was delicious and your family has been so kind.” I was starting to feel uncomfortable.
                “Oh, thank you dear and you’re welcome. I wanted to talk to you about Charlie.”
                “Oh.” Please don’t turn this into a repeat of my conversation with Ginny.
                “He seems quite taken with you.”
                “I like him a lot too.”
                “How do you see this working out?” she asked as she fiddled with the hem of her apron.
                “Honestly, I have no idea. I know we are going to try to keep in touch, but I’m not sure if it can work out.”
                “I don’t want Charlie to get hurt. “she said.
                “I don’t want him to get hurt either.” Mrs. Weasley looked at me, her eyebrows going up in surprise.
                “What?” I asked, feeling uneasy.
                “I’m just surprised that you didn’t say you didn’t want to get hurt. You put Charlie first.”
                “I expect to get hurt. I’m going away in 2 days. I think we’ll keep in touch for a while but it won’t last long. He’s an incredible guy who happens to be gorgeous on top of it. He’ll find someone and be happy. I’ll be thinking about him for a very long time after all of that happens. “I tell her as I watch Charlie talking with his brothers. “But if there is a chance that it can work out, I guess I’m willing to take the risk.”
                Mrs. Weasley studied me for a moment. She then reached over and took my hand. “Thank you.”
                Now it was my turn to be surprised. “For what?”
                “For making Charlie happy and for being sincere. He’s not dated anyone for the last two years. He’s closed himself off and I was starting to get worried. He’s been his old self the last few days and it’s been nice to see him like that.”
                Now we’re both watching him and I can’t help but smile at him. He seems me looking at him and he walks over.
                “Hey mum.” He kisses the top of her head and I smile all over again. He’s so sweet.
                “It’s getting late. I should get Gina back.”
                “Are you alright dear, you’re looking a bit peaky.” Mrs. Weasley leans towards me and puts her hand on my forehead.
                “I’m fine. Just thinking of taking the Floo Network again. It didn’t go well the first time.”
                Mrs. Weasley chuckled and patted my cheek. “You’ll get used to it dear.”
                Charlie takes my hand and pulls me up. “Let’s say goodbye to everyone.”
                It takes about 15 minutes to say good bye and we head to the fireplace. I’m not looking forward to this.
                “I’ll go through first and meet you there, ok.”
                “Yeah. OK.”
                Charlie gets in with his Floo Powder and as soon as the green fire flames up he yells “Leaky Cauldron”. Still not used to him disappearing like that.
                I let out a groan and moved toward the fireplace. George came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder. “You’ll be fine. He’s waiting for you.”
                “Thanks George.” I turned and hug him. “Take care.”
                I step into the fireplace and throw the Floo Powder. “Leaky Cauldron” and I’m off.
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