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As if the past two and half years hadn't of been bad enough, now she was in writhing pain unsure of the cause. Professor Lupin was yelling for Madame Pomfery to go and get Dumbledore and attempting to get Professor McGonagall to take the group of friends that had brought her there after her collapse back to the common room, but the woman also refused to leave her students side.

"What's the problem?" She could hear the headmasters voice and McGonagall called out to him.

"Sir, its Bridget Faltey. She's collapsed." Then her tone became hushed so only the old man could hear her, "Her mother went through it to, but not this early."

Dumbledore sent the group back to their dormitories with Madame Pomfery. The man approached Lupin who was still holding her down trying to help her concentrate on easing the pain, Lupin looked at him, "She's Priming isn't she? I've only read a little bit about it, Primers aren't very open about it."

"Yes it appears she is. We must find her a bond mate and get in touch with the Prime Council." Dumbledore then turned to McGonagall, "Do you know how to get in touch with them? You sister must have mentioned something of the means."

"Yes, I do." McGonagall left for her office.

"How are we supposed to find her a bond mate randomly?" Lupin said holding her down through a scream of pain, "She said her brother disappeared when she was eight and her father we all know is dead."

"I don't know." Dumbledore said deep in thought, "I'm sure we'll find someone."

When the doors to the infirmary opened the two expected to see McGonagall walk back in but instead it was Madame Pomfery walking in with Cedric Diggory. Lupin looked down to see the girl who had been in immense pain just seconds before only straining to keep it under control.

Bridget returned to the burrow after her run with Diggory to find that the others were out playing quidditch with the hype of them going to the world cup. Molly was in the kitchen preparing lunch for them when they got back and she smiled at the girl, "How was your run with Cedric?"

"Fine." Bridget smiled at the woman who was like her own mother. She had been living with them since her mother was killed when she was ten, she had spent half of her time with her uncle but when the Weasleys found out he had used the Cruciatus curse on her to find out where her brother was they had him sent to Azkaban and Bridget couldn't have been happier. Leaning on the counter she took the glass of water that was offered to her, "I'm not sure that I like this overabundance of energy though. I wish my mom had warned me about all of this."

"I'm sure she wanted to dear, but even if she had before she was…" Molly still had a hard time saying it Emmele had been her closest friend, "You probably wouldn't have understood what Priming was or what it was going to do to you."

"Yeah I know, I don't blame her. I wish there was someone who knew about it that I could ask questions though." Bridget set the glass down at the sink so it would be washed with the other dirty dishes, "The Council didn't want anything to do with me besides the bonding, they didn't like that I had Primed so early and had so much of energy in me."

"Well darling that's a good thing though, it means you have your mum and your dad in you." Molly placed a hand on her shoulder. Bridget smiled knowing she was right. When her parents got married neither of them knew that the other was a Primal so she had more of the ancient energy that most of the others. "Now go on up and wash before lunch and before the boys get back."

She nodded and did as the woman requested and the past couple of years ran through her mind as the warm water cascaded down her head. The images of her mother chasing her up the stairs telling her to find the wedding album as she kept their attackers away from her, showing up at the burrow clutching the book of moving photos in her hand, then of course her involvement in the issues of Ron, Harry, and Hermione the past three years followed up by her Priming. Bridget wouldn't have known what to do if it wasn't for Remus, due to his predicament he knew more about magical breeds than anyone else she knew, his knowledge almost surpassed Dumbledores on the subject which surprised her.

Looking in the mirror she ran her hands through her copper hair before putting the towel dried hair into a bun on the top of her head. Opening the door she was bombarded but two bodies of the same size, "Bridg, you're all nice and clean!"

"And ya smell nice too." The second voice finished right after the other.

"Not anymore thanks to you two assholes!" She shoved the twins off of her who reeked of sweat and dirt.

"Be careful there Bridg, your American is coming out a bit." One of them smiled at her.

She squinted her eyes at him, "You claim it's always coming out Fred."

"How'd you know I was Fred?" He placed his arm on the door jamb keeping her from escaping. She leaned on the opposite side where George was and smiled at them. These two had been the one thing keeping her life light since she had come to Britain, they were also the only two other than Molly and Arthur who knew about her uncle using the curse on her since they were there when she told them about it, but Hermione of course found out eventually.

"Well first you just told me I was right and second, Georges face is rounder." She smiled giving George a pat on the cheek before squeezing past him to the room that she and Ginny now shared.

"Well George I do believe she just called you fat." Fred poked at his brother and before George could respond Bridget called over her shoulder to them.

"Never said that. Being bone thin isn't always attractive Fred."

George grinned smugly at his brother, "That means I'm better looking than you."

Bridget laughed closing the door when she heard the tussle now starting in the hallway between the two boys. They were probably her favorite people that she knew, sometimes joining in on their antics because even though they were born on April Fools day, she had been born on Halloween.

As the summer passed she continued to exercise with Cedric both of them having a lot of energy due to the bonding and when she was done she would go to watch the siblings all play quidditch. She had never really found any joy in playing it but watching it was fun, especially with Fred and George always giving Ron a hard time. George came down from the air and sat next to her on the ground, "So what's with you spending all this time with Cedric?"

She just shrugged her shoulders, not wanting anyone to know about her being Primal, it was a thing that they generally kept a secret due to the nature of how the specialty came about. Instead she raised an eyebrow at him, "Is that jealousy I hear George Weasley?"

"No…" He avoided her gaze, "Just curiosity."

"Uh huh. You don't fool me." She shoved him with her shoulder, "I mean its not like it isn't to be expected, you liking me and all, we spend a lot of time together and we are only a year and a half apart."

"Yet you are still two years after me." He picked back at her, knowing she hated that her birthday was only a few weeks after school started.

She grinned at him, "Yes but for some reason I'm still smarter than you."

"While that may be, I am stronger." He said standing up then throwing her over his shoulder.

She groaned, the twins were forever doing this to her, "This is so demeaning!"

"You like it." He laughed at her carrying her back to the house.

"What fifteen year-old likes being carried around like she just got kidnapped?" She propped her elbow on his back so she could support her head.

"You aren't fifteen yet, and its not kidnapped, the word we like to use is claimed, remember?" Fred smiled walking behind George where she could see him.

"Yes because that makes me feel so much better. Generally when you two claim a target it means a prank is coming." She moaned.

"Not today love." George said throwing her down on the couch she cringed unsure of what was about to happen and when nothing did she opened one eye to see Hermione looking down over her.

A smile grew on her face and the two girls embraced each other, they hadn't seen each other since the day Hermione was escorted out of the infirmary. She quickly grabbed Bridget and pulled her up the stairs to her room. Hermione sat down on her bed and Bridget sat by her pillows, "So what happened right before break?"

Bridget sighed knowing this would come up, the girls were best friends after all. She decided that Hermione was the only one she wanted to trust with the information right now out of all of her friends, the girl was more likely to understand since she too was different in a way, her parents being muggles. She went on to explain and wasn't surprised when her friend had heard of Primals from some obscure textbook. Bridget went on to fill in the pieces, "Primals are like animagus' but we don't turn into the animals we have the characteristics of those animals. Like for my mom's side was bonded with a Phoenix, so I can control fire and wind that I know of so far. Also my dad had a little bit of chameleon and frog in him do I can somewhat blend into my surroundings."

"So is that why you were so good with Buckbeak, him being part bird and all?" Hermione asked intent on learning everything about this new subject.

"Yeah, but most Primals are good with all kinds of animals." She leaned back on the wall, "But the Priming is like a curse, since humans and animals weren't meant to be compatible with each other we were given more energy than our bodies were meant to contain, women more so than men because of the fact that we have children and we have to hold all the energy when we're pregnant, men barely have a change in energy so that why two people bond together, to share the energy, generally it's the girls brother or father but since I don't have either one of those we had to find someone who matched my bond, which is Cedric."

"So is he a Primal?"

"No, the bond mate doesn't need to be a Primal, they just need to be compatible with the person. I don't quite get how it works, it was never really explained to me. The head of the council is part dragon so she isn't very nice."

Her friend thought for a moment, "That's awful."

"Yeah I wish I had known about it before hand, at least been able to prepare myself instead of just randomly collapsing in pain." Bridget laughed.

"Yes, you did give us quite a scare. What would have happened if you didn't find a bond mate?"

"I would have died eventually." She sighed, "But I'm one of the youngest Primals they've seen in a very long time so they said since my body was still growing I had a longer time frame than if I had Primed when I was supposed to, which is like twenty. The cool part is that I can absorb energy from people and things like that, if I were to do it I might kill them but if anything were to happen, like it always seems to I can like touch a tree and get an energy transfer if Cedric isn't around."

Hermione nodded her head and then they heard the call for dinner and they proceeded down the flights of stairs. When they got down stairs they saw that Harry had just arrived and the friends all greeted each other and the look she gave him made him know better than to ask what had happened before break.

The next morning they were off to the World Cup and her, George, Fred, and Cedric talked most of the walk to the portkey since Harry and Ron were still half asleep. When they let go of the boot she laughed as her friends all fell to the ground and she floated down with the others. She stretched both hands out to Fred and George with a laugh.

"How'd you know how to do that?" Fred asked rubbing his butt.

"Wedding album remember?" She laughed at him.

George patted his brother on the shoulder and said jokingly, "Bridge has done everything don't you remember, that's why she's smarter than us."

"Yes I am!" She laughed walking to catch up to Hermione. When they got to the tent the excitement was brimming from everyone and the group was laughing and making jokes and in moments like this Bridget felt like she had a real family, the few people she had were stretched far and wide, but this was like the family she had when she was eight before her brother left, or when she was five and her dad was still alive. She had been with these people for three years now and sometimes it actually felt like she had a permanent place with them, which she knew she always did with the Weasleys, but it's one thing to have a place to go and feel like a guest and another to have a home to return to and know you belong, and moments like this she felt like she belonged.

As they were travelling to their seats she heard the sniveling voice of Draco and inwardly groaned, her uncle and Dracos father were the best of friends since their time at Hogwarts and they had always tried to make her like them, since her father was like them at one time. When Draco spotted her after his father hit him with the walking stick he called, "Bridget why don't you come down and sit with civilized people."

"I prefer personality over civility, which they have more of both than you do." She spoke calmly to him not looking at the boy's father, remembering him there egging her uncle on as she ceased in pain on the floor of the manor when she was thirteen. Turning swiftly on her heel she continued to follow George up the stairs.

She cheered on the Irish and laughed at Fred and Georges jokings since she could hear them with George being to one side of her. George had to admit that he enjoyed always having Bridget around now. She was smart and had a sense of humor which made her fit in well with the twins, but lately he had been wanting to get to spend time getting to know more about her and spend one on one time with her. Hearing Malfoy say those things to her made his blood boil after knowing what his father had helped do to her. And he admired the way she didn't let it show that it affected her even though he knew deep down it had.

They returned to the tent and she laughed at the twins as they danced and sang around. She tried not to let her eyes linger on George as much as they did, knowing Hermione would notice. She loved both of the twins but George was gentler than Fred, he was always stopping his brother when he knew they were going too far. She felt something hit her face and looked over to where it had come from and saw Hermione sitting with a bowl of popcorn and a knowing smile, she had in fact been caught.

Sounds of exploding came from outside the tent and it drew everyone's attention and when Arthur came in saying they had to leave she felt an arm wrap around her and looked to see George. As they made their way out of the tent George was forced to take Ginny since she was now his responsibility so Bridget went over to where Ron, Harry, and Hermione were looking around. They began to scramble when they saw the death eaters and Bridget was next to Harry when he got pulled in another direction, instinctively her hand shot out for his and she was pulled along with him. They ran trying to get back to the group and she watched as he was knocked to the ground and then knocked out. She landed on top of him in hopes to cover his scar and placed her hands on the ground and for the first time made her body blend into the ground.

She surprised herself how well it worked, people just passed them by and when there was no one left and he started to move she quickly dropped the change so he wouldn't see and she rolled off of him, "Seriously Harry, why is it always the two of us getting called out?"

"When I figure it out I'll let you know." He brushed off his hands after standing up. Their heads snapped at the sound of footsteps and they turned to see someone looking at them then begin walking towards them. She pushed him to run and hide behind a tent. The man didn't stop advancing on them and Bridget was ready with her wand in one hand and prepared to try out her flame in the other, not that she wanted to, or that she was even sure she was ready to. She gave a sigh of relief when the sound of their friends calling their names made the man turn around and leave.

George sat in his room on the train with Fred and their other friends, Bridget would sometimes stop by but normally stayed with the other three. He was a little surprised to look over and see Cedric Diggory standing by the door staring straight ahead smiling at something, then felt a little jealous when Bridget was face to face with Cedric and they were laughing about something. Fred noticed his brother's attentionwas drawn away and tapped Georges leg with his foot.

George only acknowledged him for a moment and was really beginning to wonder about the relationship the two had all of a sudden. As far as he knew neither of them had ever spoken before the summer and now Cedric was putting his hand on her shoulder?! He would have to get to the bottom of this, whether she wanted him to or not, even if she didn't have the growing feelings he had, he as one of her closest friends deserved to know.

Bridget got done talking to Cedric about informing Dumbledore about them needing to get plenty of exercise and when he walked away she turned to look at George staring at her with a concerned but smug smile. She laughed at him then leaned against the window inviting him out into the hallway, he obliged, "I do believe that was a look of jealousy."

"Actually I was coming up with a plan on how to figure out whats going on between the two of you." He put his hands in his pockets relaxedly.

She laughed again, "You could just ask."

"What's going on between you and Cedric?" George asked with a smile.

"Nothing, just friends. You didn't get a solid answer out of me the last time you asked a few weeks ago, what makes you think you'd get a better one now?" She tried to hide a smile.

He laughed now, "Because you told me to ask! Don't make me get Fred out here to help me get an answer."

"It is kind of strange only having to put up with one of you." She smiled beginning to walk back to her cabin.

"Put up with?" He called after her jokingly.

"I didn't stutter!" She laughed.

He shook his head at the girl as she walked off and they both wore smiles.