Author's note: I apologize for how short it is, I promise it gets better! Enjoy (:

"Alex!"

The volume of her voice forced me out of a deep sleep. I slowly opened my eyes, and standing above me was the one and only: Ginny Weasley. After groggily standing up from my bed, it suddenly occured to me that I was supposed to be leaving for the Burrow today.

"Oh no, you haven't forgotten have you?" Ginny asked with a slight laugh.

"Of course not!" I lied in an obvious manner, smiling sheepishly.

"Well get your things together! Its seven thirty." She spoke firmly before exiting my bedroom.

I groaned and got dressed. I decided I didn't need to look too nice, so I let my hair go naturally wavy and wore not an ounce of makeup. I quickly threw on a simple red shirt, jean shorts, and my converse. {{ untitled_15/set?id=124823704}} Luckily, I packed early. I knew I was awful at waking up early. So, I grabbed my trunk and walked downstairs.

I still wasn't used to it just being my mother and I alone in the house. My parents recently divorced, but I was managing. It was nice to see a whole group of my favorite people standing in my living room. My eyes lit up, spreading a smile across my face. This was what I looked forward to every summer. The minute Mrs. Weasley spotted me, she embraced me.

"Alex, dear! I haven't seen you in so long!" She exclaimed.

After she finally let go, I took deep breaths, emphasizing the tightness of her hug. The rest of the group laughed, as did I. But, nothing compared to the look on my best friend's face when she spotted me. Hermione Granger. My best friend since the moment I walked into the Common Room of the House of Gryffindor. We clicked right away, and have been inseparable since. The both of us grinned wide, running towards each other at full speed and meeting halfway for a loving hug.

"My goodness, I've missed you!" Hermione sighed.

"I've missed you too," I frowned, letting go.

Then, I turned to see my other best friend. But, I suppose I couldn't really count him. I've been wanting to be more than friends for as long as I can remember. The only guy who will hold my heart and doesn't even know it: Harry Potter. Yes, the famous Harry Potter, the Chosen One, etc. But he is not those things to me. He is the one who understands me more than anyone in this world. After giving the rest of the group hugs, I almost avoided Harry's.

"Alex," he softly called.

Before I could even turn around, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a longing embrace. My stomach flipped a million times, I sighed of relief as I let myself hug him back.

"I've missed her." His mind spoke as he let go.

Oh, did I mention I can read minds? Well.. I can. I've always been able to, we never exactly understood it. I loved it at certain times, like when Harry won't admit how much he's missed me. But other times, its more a blessing than a curse.

"Alright children, we must get going!" Mrs. Weasley announced.

My mother and I had a long goodbye, a part of me felt so awful. It was my first school year where I was leaving her behind, alone. But I knew she was strong and would make it by herself. I walked over the my fireplace with the Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry. In pairs, we all floo'd to The Burrow. Appearing in the fireplace of a place I prefer to call my home, I knew this was going to be a great beginning to an amazing year.