You attend your first year at the new and improved Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. New teachers, new friends, new magic. You even show up to Quidditch tryouts within the first week. You find yourself well set within the school but with your father working at the Ministry of Magic it's bound to get you in trouble. Hopefully Pidge will get you through the year. Along with all the stress of being a year one, you find yourself tangled up in an entirely different story with a beautiful Slytherin boy, who you immediately took a disliking to, but just can't seem to shake him, though your mother warned you to stay away from his house. I guess old stereotypes will always remain. Will you survive your remaining years at Hogwarts?

'Love. Donnie couldn't help but ponder what that word really meant in this circumstance. You were not exclusively his, nor vice versa, so what did 'I love you' truly mean in this position? He thought about how distant the true meaning of 'love' had drifted from the word itself in his own mind; he'd heard the word so many times that it had nearly lost its meaning. Almost as if it undermined the true severity of what it implied. The word was strong and important, but not sacred. At least not within his family. DId that make his feelings significant anymore? What would it mean to love someone, to truly love someone, if the word lost all meaning?'