I held onto Adrian' shirt, nails digging in the fabric of his dark cloak and head pressed against his chest. I heard him chuckle lowly. This was obviously amusing to him, as for me, I wanted to just die then and there. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head. "I really don't want to do this," I said with annoyance, my voice muffled by his shirt. I felt his chest rise as he let out a long sigh.

"I'm sure you can make it," he reassured me.

"I highly doubt it, suicide seems like a good option at the moment," I answered casually, pushing away from him with both my hands on his chest whilst his were still on my waist. He gave me that sexy smirk of his, the one that got all the Slytherin girls going insane. He was a playboy and he knew it.

"Suicide huh? Well don't do that!" he pulled me closer and kissed my cheek. "I'd be all alone without you." I laughed and pulled away once more, giving him one of those 'really?' looks. It took everything I had to refrain myself from reminding him of all the times I had caught him snogging a random Slytherin girl in the common room but instead I turned away from him to face my potential next saviour.

"Can't I just come to your place?" I asked Marcus with a pleading look. He turned away from the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team and smirked. Gosh, he really needed to do something about those teeth.

"I'd be my pleasure princess but I'm going to Greece with my parents this year," he answered, placing a hand under my chin. I pouted like a child whilst the team chuckled behind us.

"I can't do this Marcus, not for an entire summer..."

"Listen here princess, you do what Slytherins do best: lie."

"Thanks for the advice," I rolled my eyes and pulled away from his touch. Adrian grabbed both my shoulders and turned me around so I was facing the entirety of platform nine and three quarters, him standing behind me. I spotted my adoptive family in the background, greeting their kids as they each got of the train. I sighed as the mother, a rather plump woman, caught my gaze and waved energetically towards me. I forced a smile to creep onto my features as to tell her I had noticed and turned my head back towards the team. Adrian smiled and pushed me forward slightly and whispered, "Smile and wave princess, smile and wave."

"You're all assholes."

"Be good love," I heard Marcus say as I walked away from them. Me, good? Highly unlikely.

"Hailey, will you be cheering us on in the next game? It's the last one of the year." Terence asked so quickly I could almost see the stars in his eyes. I munched on a piece of toast and smiled.

"Sure thing, you guys wouldn't be able to win without me cheering you on!"

"You're not as important as you think," Theodore mumbled next to me. I turned to him for a second and weighed my options: react in an exaggerated
manner or ignore him completely. I turned back to Terence and smiled brightly.

"I really hope you guys will kick Wood's as this time!"

"Yes, he deserves to be put back in his place doesn't he?" Marcus appeared behind me and forced Theodore to move away so he could sit. I turned to him and nodded. Yes, he did deserve it. Oliver wood was hot, and cocky, a lot like Adrian now that I think about it. The only difference is that Wood is in Gryffindor, which means he is my natural enemy, unlike Adrian which I am supposed to love. Not that I don't, but he can get on your nerves. Someone kissed my cheek suddenly making me jump.

"Hello princess," Adrian smirked as he was leaning over the table. He pulled back to sit on the bench and winked. Speak of the devil... "How are you today?"

"Good I suppose, can't wait to finally be on vacation!" I cheered. This year, my parents had promised to take me to Bulgaria to see dragons. I didn't know how they managed that, or who they knew that might have gotten us the chance to go see these dragons but I made a mental note to thank them later. Without realising it, I was shivering and smiling of excitement in my seat, with my fellow Slytherins giving me looks of pure confusion. In my though process, I didn't even notice the mail coming in and dropping in the empty plates before us. It was only when Adrian waved the later in front of my eyes that I snapped back to reality.

"Earth to Hailey," Adrian said in a rather monotoned voice, still waving the brown letter in front of my eyes. I snatched it from his hands and ripped the enveloppe open. "No worries folks, she's back!" Adrian said to no one in particular. It was then, that my dreams of a perfect vacation were completely shattered:

Dear Hailey,

We will not be able to care for you this summer due to an unexpected invitation from our minister of magic. You will thus be spending the summer with some of our dearest friends, the Weasleys.

Much love, mother and father.

"Dearest... friends...?" I repeated lowly, Marcus giving me a questioning look. I dropped the letter, my mind blank. Across the great hall I spotted two similar redheads looking in my direction, a letter in their hands. My guess was that their parents also gave them the 'happy' news. As we looked at one another I understood: they were as mortified as I was.

As I walked slowly towards what I could only describe as my worst nightmare, I could only think of how much I wanted this 'summer vacation' to just be over. I was roughly pushed forward when two particularly annoying red heads came to walk rather closely next to me, trapping me in between them. I sighed and did my best to contain myself and not be mean.

"Just so you know," one of them said.

"We're totally against your presence in our house," the other finished the sentence. I looked up to glare at one of them then the other, realising that they were both a good head taller than me, and that I had no idea which one was which. I wondered how their mother managed to tell them appart.

"Then that makes two of us," I answered on a low tone.

We all glared at one another one last time before turning to their parents's and giving them our biggest -and most fake- smiles.

Here started the nightmare...