"I could not imagine Dom at Hogwarts. With her strawberry blonde hair, knack for getting in trouble, and charm, she'd have the girls, teachers, and boys after her at all times. Dom was such a Weasley. I tried my best not to be. I did not want to live up to the expectations everyone had of us, which was to be stupid, ambitious, and what not. I was determined that my dignified nature would be a new start for our family. My first step was to hope I was not a Gryffindor."

“Cam’s going to be there.” She said, a half smirk twitching at her mouth.

My cheeks got hot. Butterflies were in my stomach and I knew she thought she had got me. Well, unfortunately she was wrong. This boy would not orchestrate my life anymore.

“I . . . I have to rewrite my potions essay.” I muttered, half-heartedly. I felt the tension settle in like someone plucked the string of my heart and was gleefully watching as it fell tightly back in place.