I'll never figure out what I was not. I was what felt like miles away by the time she stopped yelling. I didn't notice that I was crying, but I suddenly felt better. I knew that I had a tuff summer ahead of me, but I think I'll be able to handle it.

The sun had completely gone down, but I still had no plan of going back. I felt that if they were truly committed to having me stay there, they'll come and look for me. But then night was dropping fast and I had no time to waste if I wanted to… never mind. I'm not sure what I want anymore.

My eyes couldn't stay open, they fought against how tried I was, but in the end they lost. I laid down and closed my eyes. I had nothing else to do but wait, so I might as well sleep as I wait. It was cold but I didn't mind, much. I blinked 182 more times then they stayed shut.

x/X\x

I woke up and was surprised to feel blankets on me and a bed beneath me. I suddenly felt bad for not going and finding then and making them look for me. Tears, they were so evil; they sting my eyes and I feel even worse then before.

But that wasn't what mattered right now, what did was the emptiness my stomach felt. I didn't want to barge down for food, but I was starving. I looked around the room, I wasn't alone. A girl with beautiful red hair, slender body, and a great smile, was smiling at me.

"Hello," I said yawning.

"Oi, hello, my name is Ginny. You're Parker, right?" she asked pulling clothes out of her dresser.

"Yeah." I didn't know what else to say. There was an awkward silence with only the sound of her changing and my yawning. I slowly moved out of bed and fell on the floor. I was so clumsy at times. Ginny was laughing, but trying to hide it. I was laughing too, it was funny.

"Are you hungry?" Ginny asked once we finished laughing.

"Yes!" I said smiling and jumping and falling out of bed, again. I looked at Ginny, she seemed so happy and free, and I envied her so much. But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to be her friend, I didn't need another enemy.

There were already eight people at the table and two empty spots. Everyone was eating and laughing Ginny and I sat down next to each other, me next to someone I didn't know and Ginny nest Harry, who immediately put his arm around her. I know it shouldn't, but that made me even more envious of her.

Then Mr. Weasly said, "Everyone this is Parker Cullen, our little wedding crasher—"

"I love that movie!" I heard myself yell, then say, "Do you remember the scene where…" I cut off, my cheeks grew extremely red. Everyone laughed and I felt even stupider.

"She will be staying with us this summer; I hope you all make her enjoy it." Everyone smiled, most looked fake, but they were smiling. Well, actually not everyone was smiling; Hermione was glairing with all her power and Harry wasn't showing any emotion.

Then everyone continued to eat. It was one of the best meals I have ever eaten. Everything tasted magical, which it probably was. Then when we were done the plates and cups and other dinnerware flew into the sink and started to be cleaned. It was such an amazing feat that I couldn't help but just stare in awe.

Everyone had already gotten up, but I just kept staring at the sink, I was such a dork. Then I heard Ginny call me for what she informed me, was the tenth time. I got and followed her back up to her room. Once we got back I went straight to the bed. I needed more sleep then everyone in this house combined.

But then Ginny decided to ruin my fun by saying, "You can't sleep, you have to go to Diagon Ally and get supplies. You'd better get ready now, we're leaving soon."

I mumbled but got up. Then I thought about the fact that I didn't have any clothing. "Ginny, what am I suppose to wear? I don't really have anything in this, what I like to call, dimension."

"Oh you can wear something of mine," she told me, going through her dresser once again.

"I don't think they'll fit…" I mumbled looking at my not as slender body. I had never liked the way I looked. My medium length light brown hair with its natural wave, would never straighten. My face wasn't bad, it was just plain. The only thing I ever liked was my deep brown eyes, they were dark one day, and then green and brown, more tie-dye then anything, the next.

"Nonsense, you're not much bigger than me, and if we need to mum can fix them for you." She threw me a pair of jeans, a button up shirt and a robe. I didn't really want to ware this; I normally tried to stand out with what I wore. I still had my doubts, but they fit, a tad snug, but they fit. I put my hair in a pony-tail with most of my hair hanging out from random points.

Once both of us were ready we went back down stairs to get our sack lunches and go. They were Apparating and I was going with Hermione and Ginny with Ron. Mr. Weasly was going to work and Mrs. Weasly was to busy to come, so Charlie was coming with us. Charlie as I learned worked with Dragons in Romania. He seemed rather nice and I looked like he would be a lot of fun to hang out with.

Diagon Ally was wonderful, I don't know how else to put it. There were shops everywhere and it made me feel like I was at a mall in America. It would have been a great experience if I didn't have to deal with Hermione's glairs and Harry's death looks. But at least Ginny was being nice, and Ron and Charlie went really showing any emotion.

I almost tripped… 454247563435 times. I was the very definition of cults, I bet, no, I swear that if you looked it up in the dictionary it would say: see Cullen, Parker. We had many wonderful places to go including Flourish and Blotts and Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and some other places. We had gotten everything we needed except my wand.

The shop we went to was small and narrow. It had pealing gold letters that read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. But the walls were boarded up and Charlie said, "They're still closed now are they? I guess we'll have to go somewhere else then. Pity though that you didn't get an Ollivanders wand."

We went to another shop, but this time it was a lot bigger and prettier. I wondered why we just didn't come here in the first place. I went in, but everyone else stayed outside. I saw no one but rows of shelves filled with small rectangular boxes. After a few moments of waiting a man showed up, he seemed extremely old and kinda creped me out.

Then he said in a small voice, "Good afternoon. I thank you for coming here for a wand. We don't get much business. And you might be Parker Cullen, right?" I was lost for words, he creped me out, but I knew I needed to reply.

"Yes," I said my voice cracking.

"Well, what is your wand arm?" she asked me.

"I'm left handed if that's what you mean," I told him, my voice a little stronger than before.

"Not many people with left hands… you will difficult to place. You're parents were hard to place, too. They were a few of the people that bought wands here; most think that we sell dark wands, because a lot of dark wizards bought wands here. But they were great wizards, they went down the wrong path, but it's not the wand that matters, it's the person controlling the wand. But back to your parents, they were great wizards. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was a great wizard, too."

It was official; he was the scariest person I have ever met. I had no breath when he finished, I'm not sure why, but his speech scared me. Then he went and grabbed a box from the shelf. He gave me the wand and said, "Ten inches, Redwood and phoenix feather core, nice and flexible." I didn't know what to do. She stared at me, thinking I knew what to do. "Well, give it a wave."

I listened and waved it. Outside everyone was dancing, and with another wave they stopped. It amazing what I could do, I was no longer a worthless trash picker-up-er. Oh what my friends would think of me now. I suddenly felt home-sick. I missed my family and my two or so great friends. But now was not the time to cry or whimper; I needed to be strong.

"That'll be nine sickles," he said holding out her hand. I gave him the money, happy to be out of that store. Everyone looked happy that I was done, and that they weren't dancing against their will anymore. We went to Quality Quidditch Supplies, on Harry's demand. He needed to take better care of his firejolt, of whatever it was called.

Then we went down to Fred and George's shop, Weasly Wizard Wheezes. We went in and it was enormous and remarkable. They had gadgets to fill anyone's wildest dreams. George agreed to give me a tour. They had tons of different magical pranks, if had any money to spare it would have been gone within minutes. I couldn't stop staring in awe at even the most simple of things, that made George laugh, his laugh was fun and inviting, it made you feel at home, even in a different dimension.

Everyone left with their money bags a lot emptier, but with their pockets bulging with different prank items. All apart form me, for I had no money to spare. I needed it all for school, I wasn't able to get into my vault without tons of unwanted questions, and Bill couldn't get the money for me, yet. I had to borrow money from the Weaslys, and would pay them back when Bill could get into my vault.

We strolled around, no one, apart form me, wanted to go back home. Charlie wanted to spend his last day getting more "dragon supplies." Harry, Ron, and Hermione wanted to explore before they had to go do "important things after the summer." And Ginny wanted to catch up with some friends. We would all meet up at 6:00 and go home. I of course going with Ginny, no one else wanted me.

I met a few interesting people including Luna Lovegood, Kirsten Conley, Lavender Brown, and people I might never see again. They all tried to be nice to me, but it didn't last long. They went and got ice cream first, and then they all wanted to go down Knockturn Ally, but said I didn't have enough experience. And none of my pleading seemed to stop them, "But Ginny, what am I supposed to do?"

"We're meting in a half hour, just find your way back, you know the way, right? And say I had to go the bathroom," she told me, while being dragged by her friends.

But I didn't know how to get back; I was wandering for God knows how long. Everything looked the same, yet so different. Then after what I will always think as eternity, I found my way to Weasly Wizard Wheezes, our meting point. I was surprising the first one there, but slowly Charlie, Harry, Hermione, and Ron showed up.

"Where's Ginny?" Harry asked talking to me for the first time all day.

"She went to powder her nose," I told him.

"Eh?"

"Bathroom," I said shaking my head. After a few more minutes of waiting she showed up. Then we went back home. I was hoping to get a little learning in before I went to bed, but Hermione said she was too tried but promised tomorrow. I highly doubted that she would keep her word 100, but what choice did I have but to listen. I was too afraid that I would blow something up working on my own, the cults that I am.

Dinner was even better than breakfast; I ate thirds, making the pants a tad snugger. Then after we all went to bed, I should have fell asleep moments after I laid down, considering how tired I was, if it wasn't for the fact that I was so excited to learn any type of magic tomorrow.