One and Only 3 ; George Weasley

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I didn't say much for the rest of the day. We arrived in Hogsmeade around dinner time and aunt Kathy was standing by the gate towards the carriages, checking students off to see if anyone had missed the train from London.

After the war, she quit her job at the ministry and never returned. She took a job here at Hogwarts. After Professor Snape was killed, Kathleen took over as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor.

Aunt Deanne is here too. So is uncle Percy. Deanne is the new potions master after Slughorn retired in June. I haven't gotten the chance to have Deanne as a professor yet for that obvious reason. Percy though, Percy has been here for as long as Kathleen.

After the war, Professor McGonagall became the headmistress of Hogwarts and Percy took the job as the new transfiguration processor. After he witnessed uncle Fred's death, he didn't want to go back to the ministry either.

Deanne did though but she quit to start her position at Hogwarts this year. She actually worked at Hogwarts for about half a year during mum and dad's last year.

My uncle Sebastian is here as well, though he started as a professor in my parents seventh year. He had been here the longest.

After we got checked in, we walked to the carriages and not long after we reached the castle. Luggage was placed along the wall in a corridor during the feast and after seeing the first-year-students being sorted and getting to eat, we went to get our luggage again and then went up to find out what dorms we had this year and who we were sharing with.

We had made a request last year and luckily, I got to share a room with Emery but then also Roxanne and Victoire, meaning I was surrounded by family and my best friend.

We were almost an entire Gryffindor family. My cousin Lexi Weasley, aunt Deanne and uncle Fred's daughter was in Hufflepuff just like my aunt was but everyone else were in Gryffindor.

"Don't look now—" Emery leaned closer to me as we were opening our envelopes with our schedules for the year. "Simon is looking at you. Literally staring."

I looked at her before I looked over my shoulder and my eyes met with Simon's for a short moment before he quickly looked away.

"I said to not look!" Emery hissed under her breath, causing me to turn to her again.

"You can't tell me to not look and expect me to well... not look."

"Then what would the point be in me telling you?" She asked, rolling her eyes. "Whatever. What extra subjects have you decided to pick up this year?"

"The same as last." I told her. "Muggle studies with my uncle and care of magical creatures with hagrid."

"I've got Muggle studies too." She told me. "But divination as my second."

She then looked past me. "How about you, Sammy? Extra subjects?"

"Muggle studies with uncle Bash!" He shouted through the room. "And divination!"

"That's the spirit!" Emery cheered. "You see, Vivi? Sammy speaks my language."

She approached my brother and I turned around, my smile disappearing as Simon stood right in front of me.

I stepped back but my eyes stayed on him. He was so much taller than me. I'm 5'2, a tad taller than my mother. It's probably because my dad is extremely tall. Simon is 5'10 so next to me, he is definitely considered tall.

I wouldn't say anyone in my family was particularly tall apart from my father.

Fred is 5'11. Roxanne is 5'9. Sammy is 5'9. Bryson is 5'8, though he's twelve years old. My cousin Lexi is 5'2 like me. Those are the ones I know but no one else is really much taller. I think we all inherited a mix between our mothers and our fathers. Most of us are taller than our mothers but shorter than our fathers.

"How was your summer?" Simon asked. This year our families hadn't spent summer together. Aunt Kathy, Lee, Simon and his siblings had been to France for a vacation while my family was at home.

"It was okay." I shrugged. It felt awkward talking to him. We hadn't really talked like this for a while. Sure, we exchanged a few words but for about half a year now, we hadn't been as close. I knew it was my fault. I pulled myself away due to Luke. "Yours? Was France okay?"

"France was nice." He nodded. "I saw the Eiffel Tower and Evelyn and I tried the Ferris wheel. We tried pulling Harvey with us but he's scared of heights."

"Yeah. I remember." I chuckled awkward. Why was it so awkward? Why was there so much negative tension? "Listen, it was really nice chatting but I think I should unpack my stuff."

Simon nodded and me and bit his lip as I walked past him and up the stairs to my dormitory. When I entered, I let out a breath of relief.

I hated that I couldn't talk to him anymore. I missed him...