All right, well I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, all those people wouldn't have died at the end of Deathly Hallows, plus I would be stinking rich.

Where it All Began ~ The First of the Last

"You know that if you don't get your butt out of bed soon, your going to be late!"

I groaned. Well duh, I knew that, my dad just didn't know I've been out of bed for the past 2 hours deciding on what I should wear. I would never be late for the Hogwarts Express, especially since this was my last year in Hogwarts. I was really going to miss the place, but couldn't wait to get started on my own life.

There was a knock at the door, "If you don't come downstairs soon, your dad and brother are going to through a fit," my mom said as she poked her head in the door. Her usually curly hair (a light brown, the same as mine) was pulled into a sloppy ponytail, but she was fully dressed.

"Got it, Mom."

"5 minutes, Rose, and I mean that."

I glanced in the mirror as she shut the door. The plain, baby blue t-shirt was the same color as my eyes (and my dad's) which really made them pop.

'I hope Kyle notices me this year,' I thought before disapparating right into the living room where my family was waiting.

"I don't see why you have to get all dressed up, your just getting on a train," my only brother, Hugo, mumbled. He was going into his fifth year and was in sweats (this was probably the reason he would be alone forever).

"Shut up," I whispered back as we followed our parents out to the car.

"Shut up," Hugo mocked in a high pitched tone that I'm guessing was supposed to imitate me.

"If your going to mock her do it the right way, with magic," Dad said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"RON!" Mom scolded, "You know they aren't allowed to use magic outside of school, especially after what Harry went through."

"That was years ago, committee members have died, more added, they might not be as tough and besides we're here," we started to drive away from my home in Godric's Hollow. Hugo and I bust out laughing, but stopped when Mom gave us 'the look.'

Within minutes we were pulling up to King's Cross. Everyone started pulling out the trunks and I peeked in my cat's, Patchy, basket. Her black body was curled up, but I could still see her white patch on the back of her soft head.

We walked inside and grabbed some trollies for our trunks and animals (an all grey owl named Killer for Hugo).

As we came closer to platform 9 ¾, I recognized the family entering at the moment. Kyle's younger sister and dad had just entered which left him and his mom. My dad chose this exact moment, as I watched Kyle's sandy hair move slightly as he rocked back and forth, to trip over his own shoes and cause a big commotion.

Kyle turned.

I blushed a fiery red.

We made eye contact.

He smiled.

It turned to a laugh in seconds.

Kyle turned and was gone before I could blink.

My. Life. Was. Over.

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