Well This is New Ch1
Rose POV
I take one final look at myself in my full length mirror. My maroon colored hair straightened, thanks to a potion my mother taught me when I was 14, hung at my hips. Wearing a Ravenclaw colored plaid t-shirt (blue and bronze), black tank top underneath, a jean skirt ending at the middle of my thighs, tights, and brown leather ankle boots. I nod approvingly at what I see, happy that my fashioned crazed cousins won't stake me through the heart. I grasp the handle of my trunk, and glance at my childhood bedroom one last time. I'm in absolute admiration of my bookshelf wall, where only a few books were stocked because most I'm bringing, my small fireplace that had a few photos of my family and friends, and lastly my queen sized canopy bed.
"Oh how much I will miss you all, but luckily this year my room won't look much different than this." I smirk, because this year I'm Head Girl, which means I have my own bedroom and a common room to share with the head boy. I start heading down the stairs and see my family waiting impatiently in the living room, next to the fireplace.
"About time! What where you doing, making sure that every book on your bookshelf was able to fit in your trunk?" Hugo yelled sarcastically at his older sister. Hugo was in regular jeans, his old Gryffindor jersey.
"For your information Hue, I'm not taking all of my books, and the only reason why you're in a rush is because you don't want to waste any possible snogging time with your girlfriend." I reply, Hugo quickly shut his mouth, and I smile triumphantly.
"Now, now Rosie no need to embarrass your brother, that's our job. Now both of you put your trunks in the car, so Hugo can snog as much as he wants too." Hermione said as she enters the living room.
"But mum, I wanted to apparate there! I'm finally of age, and you don't let us use magic at home, and you wouldn't let apparate too at all this summer either!" I stomp my foot, all of my friends are going to apparate there, I want to do it as well. I'm finally bloody 17 years old, and I'm still treated as if I'm a child.
"Abosultely not Rose. This is your last year at Hogwarts, and you spent most of your summer with Mary-Anne, Dominque, and Lucy, and do not think about performing one of your temper tantrums either. No means no Rose Weasly." Her father responded sternly. Ron Weasly isn't normally the strict parent, but he is the only one who was able to beat me in stubbornness and anger. I turn around to look at his face, getting ready to argue, but before I could even get a word in my father said
"If you don't put up an argument, you can drive us all to the station, okay?" Ron held out his hand to make a deal with his seventeen year old daughter. I gleam up at my father, and hug him tightly. My mother taught me how to drive over the summer, she argue that if I am allowed to practice magic on my own, I should be able to drive a car as well. I absolutely love driving, muggles are amazing on how they are able to adapt to situation without the ability to perform magic.
"Deal daddy!" I take the keys from mom, run to the car, forgetting my trunk in the house, and got in the driver's seat.
"Hurry up guys!" I honk the horn to make my family pick up the pace. I honk at least another four times before my family finally emerge from the house.
"If we miss the train, or get in the accident Ronald, it will be your head." Hermione grabs her daughter's trunk, but before Hermione leaves, Ron kisses her on the cheek.
"How can we get in an accident, she had the brightest witch of our age to teach her!" Ron tells his wife, with the biggest smile he could possibly do.
