Chapter Two
The Prefects Party
It had been two weeks since Alex had gotten to the Burrow. Summer had gone by so fast. That day, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny's Hogwarts letters came. They opened the letters. Alex looked wide-eyed at his letter, he had been made a school Prefect. He was shocked. The others looked at him. "What is it?" Harry asked. "I'm a prefect. I didn't expect I'd become one," Alex said, clearly shocked. Everyone else looked at their letters, Ron and Hermione had been made Prefects as well. Harry looked at them. "Congratulations you guys! That's great!" he said. He wasn't shocked that he hadn't been made a Prefect. He honestly didn't care, just as long as he got to continue at Hogwarts is really all that he cared about.
Mrs. Weasley came in and looked at Ron's letter. She started to smother him with kisses. "I'm so proud of you Ron!" she said, continuing to smother him with kisses. "MUM! That's enough! I'm glad that you're excited!" Ron said. She stopped kissing him, then looked at the other letters. "Congratulations Alex, Hermione! Harry, you're not a Prefect, I'm sorry dear," she said. Harry shrugged. "Its ok. I don't really care," he said. "Well this is a cause for celebration!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed.
That night there was a party, mainly for Ron, but Mrs. Weasley insisted that it was for Alex and Hermione as well. Fred and George weren't around though. They were off working on that joke shop of theirs. Alex sat at the dinner table finishing his dinner, when Hermione walked over and sat next to him. "I'm glad that I'm a Prefect, but I feel like Harry is left out," she said, sounding slightly upset. "Harry doesn't care. I can tell he's serious about that," Alex said with a smirk. "Fifth year already. Wow…it doesn't seem like that long ago that my parents fainted when they saw the letter from Hogwarts," said Hermione, with a slight chuckle. Alex chuckled. "Well my parents jumped for joy, literally, when they saw I got accepted. They couldn't wait to get to Diagon Alley to get my school stuff," said Alex, putting emphasis on the word "wait". Hermione smiled. "Well I think I'm going to go to bed, after all, we're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow," she said. "Alright. Good night Hermione," Alex said. "Night!" Hermione replied going upstairs, pulling Ginny with her. Harry and Ron walked over to Alex. "Where's Hermione going?" asked Ron. "Bed. And apparently she doesn't want Ginny walking in and making noise while she is asleep," Alex said. Harry and Ron chuckled.
Up in Ginny's room, Hermione sat the bed and yawned. "Man I'm tired," she said. Ginny looked at her. "Me too. But why did you pull me up here?" Ginny asked. "Because, I saw you eyeing Harry. Fess up Ginny. I know you like him," Hermione said. Ginny said nothing, turned out the light, and laid down. Hermione sat there, in the dark, looking at Ginny. Ginny sprang up. "ALRIGHT! I like him!" Ginny yelled. Hermione, smiled, laid down, and said. "I thought so." Ginny laid back down, and slid slowly off to sleep, but Hermione laid there for a minute thinking about Alex downstairs alone. She shrugged, and slowly nodded off to sleep.