A/N: I've had a major writers block... Add to the fact that this story had absolutly no plot, which makes for disaster. Also, I think I've made the story go too fast, and, well major badness. The chapters are way to short... And I think I messed up a few things aswell, like making it mary-sue-ish. So, I'm not sure what to do... I might try to re-write it. But I'd have to do it in a month or two, due to my awful marks in school, so I have to work harder and get caught up becuase I'm two or three weeks behind, finals which I will have to get a good mark to get into highschool classes, and my provincial exams... So, when all of this is done, and in between, I will work out a steady plot-line, and re-writing, with more details, I hope, and longer chapters for you, Wintersong! I'd also like to thank, Wintersong and physicschik for making me feel guilty for leaving my story alone for so long... If anyone has idea's or comments for me while I'm working on everything I have, due to the slave-drivers called teachers, e-mail me, or im me. jadedlily005 for aim, jadedlily05 for yim, and jadedlily05 (at) hot mail (.) com. I promise, I'll start working on it, when I have free time. And here's what I left when I lost all of my idea's... I also am very ashamed to admit, at this time school is more important to me than fanfiction. x.x

The Order looked at them closely and Dumbledore was the one who figured out who she was..."Alex!" He gasped in shock.

"Professor Dumbledore." Alex responded coolly, "It erm.. wonderful to see you."

Immedietly Molly Weasley ran up to Alex and pulled her into a bear hug. "Oh, Alex, we've all been so worried about you! Where did you go! That was very irrisponcible of you."

As she said that, the order members looked at her, and all started yelling in unsion. It turned into a gibbering mess.

'This might take a while' Alex thought with a sigh, as she listened to the order rant at her.

AN: And thats all I've got, I'm really sorry, and I'm very ashamed. You may all beat me to death with large stinky fish, throw fruits and vegetables at me, and take away Spot, my stuffed dog. Oh, and thank-you to physicschik for saying I'm creative... I'm not really, I just have a very disturbed mind, which keeps making Harry into a girl when I'm thinking..