"Gin, breakfast," announced Ron standing at my door.

"Mhm," I mumbled as I turned to face him, "What?"

"Bacon and eggs," he answered before he left to feast.

I got out of bed and went to my closet for something clean to wear. Stripped out of my pajamas and into black baggy pants and a black tank top. Of course black to express how I'm feeling. I sighed as I looked at the many colors in my closet; I use to be so happy before all that has happened. I wish I could be as carefree as before.

"Wingardium Leviosa" I shouted at my trunk. It followed me as I left for bacon and eggs.

-*-

"So you excited to be going back to school?" Dad asked me to break the silence.

"Yep," I murmured through my mouth full of bacon. No one in the family would tell me to not eat with my mouth full; they know that mommy always scolded me for my bad table manners and certainly they wouldn't want me to get upset.

"You happy to see all your friends?" Hermione chirped.

"Got none," I replied and picked up my dish and dropped it into the sink, "I'm going upstairs to make sure I have everything I need, call me down when we are leaving."

No one declined.

-*-

Not a soul has figured out how mom died. No one at the Ministry can figure out what happened. Numerous wizards and witches followed the case, they were the smartest of all but they still could not work out how Molly Weasley died on that August day. I was so angry that no one could solve the case. But when dad brought me to the office, I felt bad that I was so selfish. There were about twenty people, some were talking to people in the fire, some were reading books and scribbling as fast as they could, others were sleeping. They seem so stressed from working so hard and most of them looked like they haven't bathed in weeks. To show my gratitude of their hard work, I made supper for them. Bacon sandwiches with pumpkin juice and lemon meringue pie for desserts. They were so kind and thankful; I smiled for the first time in a long time.