"Elizabeth Anne Weasley!", my mother screamed at me from downstairs. I looked at my clock as I got out of my bed to see what time it was. "1:00!", I yelled. I had slept until 1:00 in the afternoon. Unlike most of my siblings, I loved to sleep. It was one of my favorite things to do, and it had been since I was a little baby. No wonder Mum was yelling at me.
      I soon started to get ready for the day as I sat down at my vanity to look at my exhausted looking face in the mirror. It was the day after we had come back from Hogwarts for Christmas break and I was looking forward to spending the holidays with my family. Christmas had always been my favorite holiday, and the one thing I looked forward to the past 14 years that I have lived. I was soon done getting ready and ran down the stairs.
             "Blimey, Liz.", Ron said. "It's 1:00 how do you sleep that late."
Me and my twin brother have always been very close, we knew everything about eachother. Sometimes I wondered if we were maybe even closer than our older brothers who are also twins, Fred and George. "I was only tired from our journey back home from Hogwarts, but I'm up now.", I said.
       "Lizzie did you know that your boyfriend is coming to stay for the holidays?", my older brother Fred taunted me. Ever since me and my brother's bestfriend, Harry, met, I had always had a slight crush on him. Well, maybe not slight. I had a HUGE crush on him, and somehow Fred and George found out. Ever since they found out they have taunted me about it. "He is not my boyfriend.", I replied back, blushing. "If you say so.", George said sing songly. "Lizzie, you know that Harry likes you too, right?", my twin told me. "He does not you git.", I said.
    Soon later, everybody was doing their own things, Mum was outside gardening, Dad was at work, Ron was eating, Fred and George were in their room probably planning pranks to pull on me, and Ginny was in her and I's room reading. I soon heard a knock and the door. I opened it. It was Harry! "Harry!", I yelled as I threw my arms around him in a tight hug. Harry was also one of my best friends so it wasn't weird hugging him. "Hi, Lizzie. You look swell. Do you know where Ron is by any chance?", he said happily. "Yeah one sec." I replied. "RONALD HARRY IS HERE.", I yelled at the top of my lungs to get him downstairs. He soon came running down the stairs. "Harry!", he yelled.