My normal letter from Hogwarts, heralding the beginning of the new school year, arrived on time, causing a sudden mad panic and lots of excitement. It felt like an age since I had been there. The summer had stretched out, feeling like an eternity. Both my parents are muggles and although they don't mind the odd owl flying into our house, they don't want the neighbours to notice.
This didn't stop the owls arriving in the dead of night, bringing me the latest news from the wizarding world and letters from my friends, but apart from that I had been completely removed from the things that went on without the muggles noticing.
But the start of the new term meant a trip to Diagon Alley and my re-emergence into the world that I loved. I collected everything from my list of books and I bought some new robes. I had grown a good few inches over the summer, so the ones I owned were now far too small.
I was going to be a fifth year, which meant the year had arrived for me to take my dreaded OWLs. I knew how important they would be and had spent the final part of my summer holidays worrying about them.
'Come on Hollow,' my mum yelled at me up the stairs. 'You'll be late and miss the train.' I came crashing down the stairs, my trunk thumping down behind me. I was still dressed in my comfiest jeans and t-shirt, my many bangles, bracelets and other bits of jewellery that Hogwarts would not tolerate, clinking every time I moved.
'Bye Mum.' I bent down to kiss her on the cheek and allowed myself to be pulled into a bear hug. My mum was almost a foot shorter than me, plump, dark haired and brown eyed to my tall, slender figure and almost white blonde hair. 'I thought you said I had to go.'
'Yes, of course.' Mum pulled away, wiping away a tear that trickled down one of her cheeks. She always cried when I left for school. It was almost like a tradition. 'Your dad's waiting in the car.' She helped me carry my trunk outside and my dad forced it into the boot of our car.
'Ready to go pumpkin?' My dad smiled at me. He was the one who always held it together when it came to saying goodbye. I nodded.
After some more tears on my mother's part, I got safely into the passenger seat and was waving to my mother as I drove down the quiet suburban road until we turned the corner and she was out of sight.