A/N: Yes, this chapter is incredibly short.
"Every time I enter this room, I feel like I'm finally at home," I said as I sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall.
"Yeah, this, the common room, and the Quidditch field," replied Fred and George at the same time.
"It always creeps me out when you two do that," said Harry. Everybody took their seats.
"Yeah, but you have to admit that its pretty cool," said Ron. I took a seat where all the other fifth years sat at the table.
"Another year at Hogwarts! Welcome back, and welcome!" Dumbledore gestured to the first-years, "Now, may the sorting begin."
Professor McGonagall placed the raggedy sorting hat on a stool. After it finished its sentimental song, it sorted students.
"Aladeen, Katie,"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Baret, Amanda!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
McGonagall continued until they sorted all the students.
"Now, let's eat!
After stuffing our faces, every one left the Hall to make their way to the common room.
"Alex," said Hermione who was walking with her, "Do you uh… Ginny said…" In a small voice, she continued, "Ginny said you like George,"
"NO!" I snapped, "I mean, no,"
"Are you sure? I mean he obviously likes you…"
I felt myself blush. "This isn't like you, Hermione. All this boy-girl stuff isn't exactly your favorite,"
"Don't jump the subject. And anyway, you're my friend," she responded.
"Fine, but only because you're my best friend," I said, "Kind of,"
Hermione looked at me with wide eyes. "Knew it! Haha!"
I rolled my eyes, "How?"
"Well, Ginny said so, and you are always turning red around him,"
"Really!?" I said, alarmed, "Is it that noticeable?"
"Well, yes,"
I sighed, "He asked me to meet him tomorrow night in the common room at 11,"
Hermione gave a girlish squeal. "It's a date!"
"You have really changed, you know that?" I said.