A/N: So, I had the prologue and the first chapter all done at the same time. That's why it hasn't taken me a long time to update. But it'll probably be another week or so before I do, because I work double shifts the next three days. I do hope you enjoy this though, because I love writing this story!

-Michy

"Where in the bloody hell is my monster jacket?"

David. It's far too early to be screaming about that bloody jacket your cow of a girlfriend bought you. It's ten o clock. Seriously, shut up.

I'm a rather prepared person, one of the reasons why I made it into Ravenclaw, and David went to Slytherin with his priss of a bint-y girlfriend. I packed everything last night, where as David waited until this morning, and is now suffering while I slowly sip at my chocolatey caramel cup of coffee plus a ton of sugar. I had to wake up at six, therefore the two cups of sugar-coffee I've had are, in fact, necessary. I had five and a half hours of sleep. I'm used to about twelve. I like my sleep, so sue me.

I am glad for one thing though, waking up early gave me extra time to get ready, and I got to eat breakfast- both are pluses in my book. So now I look fairly cute in my pair of jean shorts, and my cream colored tanktop that had ruffles down the front. I like ruffles on my my tanktops, otherwise, not so much. I had donned a pair of my brown sandles, and thrown my hair up into a straightened ponytail. I even straightened it the muggle way to kill time, and then charmed it straight too, because my hair never stays straight when I do it the muggle way. I also took the time to put on some eyeliner, mascara, and done a pretty smokey eyeshadow that was in browns to look more natural, and applied some nude lipgloss aswell. I didn't bother with foundation, because my skins always been pretty clear, and I rather like the tiny bit of freckles that spatter lightly over my cheeks and nose.

Mum was sitting beside me in a pair of jeans, a red t-shirt, and her favorite white tenners. Ryan was dressed in a pair of jeans aswell, but wore a blue plaid shirt over a white tee, and a pair of black shoes. David had been in khaki shorts, a green tee, and some high tops when he'd run down to get something, Bryan was in a pair of grey sweatpants, and a black hoodie with a yellow shirt peaking out, Erin was in jeans and a lacy black see-through shirt with a grey tank underneath and some sandles, and Jake was dressed some little levi jeans and a baseball shirt with converses on. He looked adorable. My sister, Jamie, was in a pair of khaki shorts, and a white tee with matching flipflops and white sunglasses perched on her head. Nate was currently perched on my lap, with a cup of mountain dew in his hands, and wearing some jeans and a blue teeshirt and black air-something shoes. The little boy loves me, and I don't understand why.

The rest of us were all ready, and waiting on David to hurry up. It took him about ten more minutes, and then we piled into the living room to floo to the platform. There were too many of us to apparate, and it took too long to drive there from our house. So flooing it was. Once we'd reached the station, and Nate reattached himself to my arm, we tried to make our way through the crowd. It was kind of difficult, with it being ten thirty and only a half hour until the Hogwarts Express left the station, but we managed and before long I spotted a head of brown hair running at me. That would be Ange. Without a doubt.

I opened my arms, and braced myself. I was squished almost immediately, and despite bracing myself I still stumbled backward when she pounced me. This is a normal thing with us, I'm surprised I'm not able to hold her back by now. Maybe she just tackles me with more energy each time or something. Either way, I let out a laugh and hugged her back.

"I missed you, I missed you, I missed you! I haven't seen you in a month! A whole month! It's been way too long, you hear me? I ought to slap you, you little bint!" She was rambling in my ear, and if it werent for the fact that we always insult eachother in a loving manner, I would be offended by being called a bint. Instead, I laughed.

"Shush you little trollop, you've survived." A smack to my arm was my response after she'd released me, pouting at me. She still wasn't as good at pouting as I was, so I rolled my eyes at her. Such is the life of myself and my crazy best friend.

"Speaking of surviving away from Calleigh for long periods of time, I did miss you too, you know." This voice was male, but most definitely familiar. Therefore, I turned on my heel and pounced on my other best friend with a hug too. We have a problem with pouncing, apparently.

"Sander! I missed you too!" I laughed. I felt him chuckle as well as heard him, and he returned my hug full force, picking me up and spinning me around before putting me down. I smacked his arm for trying to make me dizzy, and then turned to Lorcan beside him and pulled him into a hug aswell. "And you too Lor! I missed you too!"

"It's good to see you again, Calleigh. I do hope your holidays were well, and Nargle free?" This voice was female, and slightly whimsical. I turned to the blonde woman behind my two favorite boys, and grinned at her. I loved Luna Scamander nee Lovegood. She made me call her Mama Luna, ever since I met her after First Year.

"Mama Luna! Hi! Yes, my holidays were great, and I'm proud to inform you, Nargle-free!" I saluted her like the crazy person I sometimes am, and she chuckled.

"Good, I'm glad." She pulled me into a hug afterward, and I returned it, and then gave one to Rolf too. Once I pulled away, I saw her smile in my family's direction, and I saw Ryan send her a stiff nod (he'd always thought she was barmy, but he is a muggle, and Mama Luna is a bit... strange sometimes.), and Mum smiled at her and waved. Her and my mum go for tea sometimes. It's a bit strange, but welcome.

I sent Mum a smile myself, and then was a bit distracted by the fifteen minute whistle, and I groaned. The twins, Ange and I split into our respective families and said our goodbyes (mine with Ryan, Bryan, and Erin being slightly awkward, and Nate sniffling as he said goodbye. I love that little guy. And I made sure to give Jake lots of kisses.). Mum and Jamie teared up, and we exchanged "I Love you's" and hugs, and I assured them that I wasn't going to die, and I would probably be back for the holidays. And then I said goodbye to Mama Luna and Rolf, and to Ange's mother, Camryn (who loved me to pieces), and then the twins, Ange and I were dragging our things to the train. David wasn't far behind, with Cara who'd already caught up to him (stupid cow), but he surely wasn't part of our group.

It didn't take too long to find an empty compartment, and so the four of us put our luggage away and proceeded to flop down on the cozy seats and lounge. I took this time to examine my friends. Angela must have been playing with her scissors lately, because her hair was about an inch shorter than it was a month ago, and the dark smokey eye she'd done herself made her look even more pretty than usual. She was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, and a black tee that said 'Oi. My eyes are up here!' with an arrow pointing up. It was appropriate because Ange was rather... gifted in the torso area. She's a full cup bigger than me. And I'm a C. Which is on the bigger side.

Lyssander was a bit more tan than last I'd seen him, so I assumed he must have been outside a lot this summer. He was currently donning a blue plaid shirt and a pair of jeans and tenners. Lorcan was the same, except his shirt was a red plaid, and his tenners black instead of white. They were still both very attractive. If they weren't like family by this point (and one in love with my other friend, and the other swinging the wrong way) I'd have wanted to date one of them. Well, if I wasn't crushing on a certain Weasley so badly. I maintain that it's not my fault- that boy could probably make Voldemort swoon if he'd still been alive... and you know, not evil.

So, after having been without the comfort of my best friends for a month, I decided it was time to find out what exactly I had missed while being holed up with the loons I am forced to call family. Therefore, I broke the silence. "So, what have I missed?" And immediately I was bombarded by all three of them talking almost over one another and I let out a small chuckle, my lips tilting upward. These were my friends. And boy have I missed them.

I take that back. I am disowning my friends. At least Rose anyway. I can't believe the little bint just tackled me. In the middle of the great hall. You know, normally I'm used to her tackling me, but not when it's out of nowhere and I end up sprawled on my back, with my knees in the air. It's a bloody good thing I always wear shorts under my uniform, because otherwise all the professors would have just seen the pretty leopard print underwear I had donned this morning. It's still the first week of school, and I've already been tackled to the ground. This is going to be a strange year, I can already tell.

"Rose. Get up. Please." I let out a loud groan, and attempted to push the excited redhead off me. She pouted and rolled off, stood and brushed herself off. Then she stared at me. Honestly stared at me, as if I were stupid. Excuse me, you were the one who just tackled me to the floor, thank you.

"I'm not helping you up. You just groaned and didn't accept my hug." She crossed her arms, and stared at me some more while I sat up and raised one of my eyebrows at her.

"You tackled me to the floor. And if I didn't wear shorts under this skirt, Headmistress McGonagall would have just seen my underwear, Rose." I said this slowly, the same way I explained to Nate just last night about why I had to leave for schooling... again. The boy hates me leaving, I swear.

She blinked at me once, twice, and then shrugged and held out a hand, "Yeah, alright, I see your point now." I chuckled and let her help me up, before brushing myself off. "So, I tackled you because I have news!"

"And what is this news that was so exciting you almost had me show McGee my panties for?" I rolled my eyes. Her eyes brightened and she leaned in close to my ear and started to whisper. As she continued, I could feel my eyes widen, and by the time she stopped I was in stitches from laughing too hard, and she looked entirely proud. "Okay, I take back thinking about disowning you. I love you to pieces."

"I told you. Just wait until he comes into the Great Hall. You'll see. That's what the prat gets for scaring poor Lily's boyfriend away, again. Poor girl can't keep even a secret one for more than a week." The last bit was mumbled to herself, but I plopped down beside her at the Gryffindor table and watched the Great Hall doors like a hawk.

I wasn't disappointed when Albus Potter walked in with fabulously glittering purple hair, followed by a grinning Scorpius Malfoy, and a beautiful blonde trying to hide a chuckle, but failing to keep his lips from twitching- A.K.A. Louis Weasley. Sigh. Yum.

See, as nice as Albus is, he's very over-protective of his younger sister, Lily. The poor girl has never been able to keep a boyfriend for long, despite being a fifth year already. Because between the girls two big brothers, and millions of male cousins, they get scared away. Easily. Rose may be a bookworm, and not at all is she a regular prankster or someone who gets into loads of fights, but she is very loyal to her family. And she loves Lily to pieces. So, once in a blue moon, she does something like this to show Lily her support. The younger redhead loves it, as I'm sure the fact that she just burst into laughter and pointed at her brother just illustrated. I started chuckling myself, and had just shaken my head to stop myself when I heard him speak up.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you Rose?"

I bit back a squeak, hearing his voice less than a foot in front of me. And no, I did not mean Albus, or Scorpius. I mean Louis. Louis delectably-yummy Weasley. Just the sound of his voice is making me swoon. I opened my eyes and looked over at him, in all his glory. His hair had grown about an inch. It looked good on him, naturally. He had gained a bit of a tan aswell. Probably all the quidditch practice. Maybe shirtless. Yum. Crap. I'm zoning. Damnit, Louis. I focused back in on the conversation and heard the last of Rose saying she's awesome. Oh, I didn't miss much. She says that everytime she pranks Al.

Louis let out a chuckle, and I smiled at the sound. He has a fantastic laugh, fantastic I tell you. He shook his head, and looked over at me, sending me a smile. I could almost feel my cheeks changing color. "Hey, Calleigh, how was your summer?" ...Is Louis making small talk with me? I'm going to faint.

I grinned, instead. "It was alright. I missed this little bint here, though. I only saw her three times." I nodded toward Rose, who rolled her eyes, and he chuckled again. "How about yours?"

"They were good, thanks! It's good to see you again, but I'd better head over and get something to eat. I'm starving. Seeyou Rose, Seeyou Calleigh!" He smiled at both of us before waving and heading toward Ravenclaw (where I should technically be sitting).

"Seeyou Louis!" The two of us called back. Once he was out of earshot, Rose winked at me, and I proceeded to stick my tounge out at her and get up for my own table too. I waved and walked over toward my Dreamy-eyed twins and my Ange. They were all sending me winks, and Ange was waggling her eyebrows at me suggestively. I was going to smack that girl when I got over there. And that's exactly what I did. I smacked her upside the head, sat down, and proceeded to load my plate up with scrambled eggs and sausage links. Don't laugh at me. I love sausage links. Drenched in syrup. Yummmm.

Surely, by now you've realized my friends are insane. Right? Well, then you shouldn't be surprised to find out that Ange and I argued last period (a silly argument, as always, over whether cats or dogs are better... Dogs are, definitely. I'm thoroughly glad they allow dogs here at Hogwarts now, because my beautiful Sophie is like a child to me) in Charms, and now I'm sporting hot pink hair, and she was sporting purple skin. And on top of all that, Lorcan just informed me, two steps away from our Common Room, that Louis Weasley had asked about me and whether or not I had a crush on Scorpius. Of all people, the boy who's destined to marry my best friend (if I have any say in it, which I do), whom my other friend likes, and whom I'm in no way interested in dating? Seriously? Are we sure Louis is a Ravenclaw? Because that's entirely stupid... but, well...

Why was he asking anyway? Was he jealous? Or just curious? Please tell me he didn't think it plausible. Ew. I admit though, I'm excited that at least he's paying some sort of attention to me. I would like to know where he got such a stupid idea, however. The only interaction I've had with the Malfoy boy was rolling my eyes at him arguing with Ange. Unless that means flirting now (in which case, that would mean I'm even more of a terrible flirt than I already am), then I'm entirely confused.

I don't think I need to tell you that upon hearing Lorcan's words, I swirled on my heel to face him and proceeded to stare at him as if he were crazy. Lyssander beside me broke out into chuckles at what I'm sure was a bewildered expression on my face. I rolled my eyes at him, and then turned back to his brother. "What do you mean he thinks I like Malfoy? Seriously? That's utterly impossible! Sure, the blokes not bad looking, but I have no romantic feelings for him! Please tell me you explained that to him?" I was almost beginning to freak out here. Louis thinks I've got a crush on Scorpius? I thought he was smart!

Lorcan burst into his own quiet chuckles, "Yes, I told him that you had no interest in Malfoy. I also told him that you were desperately plotting to get him and Ange together, and that other than thinking he's perfect for her, you don't know him much." I love this boy. I let out a loud sigh, and put a hand over my heart.

"I can't believe he honestly thought that. That's insane. Malfoy? Of all people? Me? Ew. Please excuse me while I gag myself with a spoon, Lor." I mimicked puking, and both boys chuckled, and then Lyssander began to laugh harder at something behind me. I blanched, and spun on my heel (again). This time, my view was much nicer. Tall, blonde, gorgeous, and Veela. Yum.

I'm beginning to think the word 'Yum' should have a picture of Louis under it, because I commonly associate it with him. And marshmallows. Mmmm.

I zoned back into reality and raised an eyebrow (fake) indifferently at the blonde boy in front of me. He chuckled, and ran a hand through his hair. Must. Not. Swoon. A sheepish smile tilted his lips, showing off those pearly, straight, beautiful smile of his. Merlin help my racing heart.

"Sorry, Calleigh. I guess it was a bit of a dumb question..." I blinked for a second to remember what he could have been referring to, and once I remembered I scrunched my nose in what was probably an entirely unattractive facial expression, and shook my head.

"Normally, I would be nice and try to tell you that you're only human. But Malfoy? I can't excuse that, Louis." I pursed my lips in what was intented to be a playful way, and I hoped it worked. It seemed like it, because his eyes lit up and his small smile turned into a grin. Maybe I wasn't so bad at this whole flirting thing.

"Well, it's not like you show any interest in anyone else, you know. It's plausible." He shrugged, his eyes twinkling He sent me a wink that made my heart race. I bit back a wince. Okay, maybe I am terrible at this. I stuck my tounge out at him, and he chuckled again. "Only you, only you." He shook his head, ruffled my hair and headed into the Common Room, calling a good night over his shoulder to us, and sending me another smile that I flushedly returned. Once the Common Room door had closed, I let out a low moan, and sank to the floor with a pout.

"Well, it seems we need to work on your flirting skills, Cal." Lyssander chuckled. I glared at him, and he simply grinned. I groaned again, and let them hoist me up before answering the knocker's question and heading up to my own dorm.

You'd think that with a family as large as mine, someone would have taught me how to flirt successfully.

A/N: Unfortunately, I share that sentiment with Calleigh. I'm terrible at flirting, really. Anyway, I really hope you all enjoyed this! Review and let me know?

-Michy