A series of yelling caused the sleeping teen to wake up with a jump. The sweet relief of sleep quickly relinquishing its hold on her. She groaned wanting at least five more minutes of sleep. She rolled over and closed her eyes trying to fall back asleep. Her eyes opened once more when the noisiness didn't subside. Alexandra was not used to loud noises of a family let alone a family the size of the Weasleys. The Weasleys had quite a few family members living in their household. They had Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Percy, the twins, Ron, and the youngest Ginny all living under one roof. Unfortunately, there were also pets running around in the house consisting of owls and a rat.

"Boys! Get your feet off the table," Mrs. Weasley yelled. Alexandra assumed it was the twins. The morning began with the twins being yelled at for having their feet on the table. Ginny constantly ran up and down the stairs complaining about not being able to find the clothes she wanted to wear. She didn't hate the loud per se it was just different.

Percy's sudden appearance at the foot of the couch startled her. His pajamas still covered his body. His hair disheveled as if he had just woken up a few minutes ago. She couldn't believe that Penelope wanted to wake up to this every morning but to each their own.

"Good morning, Percy," Alexandra smiled rubbing her eyes. The hope of being able to fall back to sleep quickly disappeared from her mind. Another shrill scolding to the twins from Mrs. Weasley filling her ears.

"Morning, I was sent here to inform you that breakfast is ready," he delivered the message from Mrs. Weasley. She nodded and continued to lay on the couch. An unsure feeling nestled inside of her. She hadn't seen any house elves. Percy looked around and back towards her.

"Aren't you going to get up and eat with us?" he asked impatiently. His stomach growling. "Mother likes when everyone eats together,"

"I am sorry. Back at home I didn't eat with my family. I wasn't allowed to so they sent a house elf to serve me my meals," she answered. His normal hardened expression softened a bit. Alexandra started to see more and more that her house was not normal. The Clearwaters had games during the holidays and they would sing carols with each other. The Wood family spent every day of Christmas break catching up on the year that they may have not wrote down in their letters. The Weasleys sang happy birthday to almost strangers and have cake with them.

"You had it really rough didn't you, Parker?" he asked sitting down on the chair. He rested his head on his hand.

"You have no idea," she sat up and played with the side of the blanket. She was always nervous when talking about her family. They were awful, but she didn't want to have others stand up for her against them. The Parkers were known for making their enemies suffer dearly.

"I am glad that we were involved to help you get out of there. Penelope always hated the summer because she was out of reach from you," he confessed. Percy never understood their friendship. Penelope was the model student while Alexandra was, well, sometimes a student. Together the two witches were a powerful duo.

"I can't wait to see her," she placed her feet on the floor and stood up from the couch. "Let's have some breakfast,"

Percy led her into the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley was serving Mr. Weasley some breakfast before smiling at the newcomers.

"About time you two showed up. How did you sleep, dearie?" she asked placing a plate of hot food in front of her husband.

"Good, thanks," she smiled and took a seat next to Percy. The table was riddled with food such as eggs, sausage, toast, and pitchers of orange juice and milk. She made her own plate and sat down awkwardly. Everyone was eating and talking about their expectations for the new school year. This family breakfast would have never happened in the Parker mansion. An owl's screech grabbed their attention. They looked out the window and watched the owl land on the perch by the window.

"Percy, what is the owl delivering?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Percy stood up and grabbed the letters from the owl.

"All our Hogwarts letter came in. Even yours Parker," he handed the letter to her. Alex felt her heart drop at the letter. She didn't know how she could financially go to Hogwarts. Her parents made it clear they were not going to support her. No way she could pay for the supplies that she needed. Alexandra placed the letter down on the table not bothering to look at it. The letter was a cruel reminder of the uncertainty of her future.

"Don't worry, dear. We will reach out to Dumbledore and see what he suggests," Mrs. Weasley seemed to be able to read her mind. She picked up the letter and placed it by her.

"Thanks," she continued to eat her meal in peace. One by one the Weasleys walked away from the table after finishing their meal. Alexandra and Mrs. Weasley were the only ones left in the kitchen.

"You can borrow some of Ginny's clothing dear. I don't have much in the way of girl's clothing," Mrs. Weasley sighed as she cleaned the dishes. Alexandra smiled at her.

"That would be great," she looked down at her clothes from yesterday. They were the same ones from when she was kicked out of the house. Ginny walked down with some extra clothes for her.

Alexandra sat outside on the bench. She couldn't get her mind off Oliver. The constant reminders around the house started to wain on her. Percy was his friend. Fred and George Weasley were on his Quidditch team. The brooms in the house reminded her of him. In first year, Oliver was the one that helped in her fears of flying.

"Alex?" A voice asked drawing her from her thoughts. Penelope closed the back door after stepping outside cautiously. Alexandra looked up and smiled at her. The blonde smiled in return but didn't know how to approach the situation. Normally, they would run and hug each other but not today. Penelope seemed apprehensive about being in her presence.

"Penelope, it's me. Why are you being weird?"

"I... Alex are we still friends?" She asked placing some of her hair behind her ear. She only did this when she was nervous. A hurt look on her face.

"Of course, Pen. Why wouldn't we be?" She asked. The blonde witch bit her lip and looked away from her.

"You wrote some pretty awful things about me, all of us. We weren't sure what happened between the end of the school year and then. You said you couldn't send out letters and then Oliver got one from you..." she trailed away at the last part.

"Penelope, what did yours say because Percy has acted the same around me since he picked me up yesterday,"

"It was weird. You called me a mudblood and said that the biggest mistake Hogwarts ever made was unpetrifying me," she confessed. A tear fell down her cheek and she looked at her. "I didn't want to think it was you, but the writing on it had the same penmanship as yours. Percy never believed it was you that wrote the letters. He thought it was too coincidental that Colbey told us your parents were throwing you out and you sent out the letter attacking your friends," Alexandra gasped at her news.

"I am really sorry, Pen. I would never say any of that to you or anyone. I was at your bed side every day while you were petrified. Oliver would have to drag me away from your bed since I wouldn't eat all day. My family is awful," she frowned at her best friend. Penelope smiled and hugged her. The smell of her friend's vanilla scent dancing with her nose.

"Don't apologize for them. At least you are free from them now,"

"I still can't believe you all planned this out. How can I ever repay you guys?" she asked.

"Just continue being our friend," Penelope shrugged and held her hand. "Percy and I care about you. Well, you know, Percy's special way of showing it," the girls giggled. Percy and Alexandra had been friends since their first year. As they grew up Percy was more easily annoyed by her antics but would always protect her.

"Penelope, I need you to tell me about Oliver. I have been wanting to write him a letter but I don't know where to begin," she confessed. Penelope squeezed on her hand gently and closed her eyes. She looked away not wanting to talk about the past few weeks.

"I am sorry but I think he should be the one to tell you, Alex. I am not in the right to say it,"

"Can you atleast tell me if I even have a friendship with him?" the desperate teen asked.

"I can't answer that question," Penelope answered and bit her lip. "I am so sorry,"

Alexandra felt the blood drain from her face. Penelope squeezed her hand. Tears slowly poured down her cheeks. Her hatred for her family intensifying. She pulled away from Penelope. Her friend gasped at the sudden reaction.

"How could they do this to me?" She asked with her voice cracking. The blonde witch hugged her friend close. Alexandra pulled away from her.

"I am going to resolve this once and for all," she growled.

"Ale-"

Alexandra walked inside the house and grabbed the floo powder from the pot next to the fireplace. She walked inside the fireplace.

"Alex, wait!" She called out.

"Wood manor," she yelled clearly and threw the powder on the ground. The green light over took her body. She used to take the floo powder when she was younger. The intensity was not lost on her. Alexandra felt like she was being pulled on all sides.

The young witch coughed upon arriving at Wood Manor. The soot from the fireplace stuck to her clothes. Dust fell off her clothes from every step she took. A sigh fell from her lips. Oliver was no where in sight.

"Alexandra? Oliver didn't tell me you would be joining us for dinner," the soft voice of Mr. Wood came from behind her. "Come join us. We just started,"