She sat in between Fred and George, her chin leaning on one hand with her elbow resting on the table. She surveyed the great hall, taking note of the familiar and unfamiliar behavior of both the students and castle staff. The stares garnered by her group were minimal to none, their friendship no longer considered odd. Of course, there were still a few prejudiced students here and there but none were foolish enough to comment and/or confront them. All was well, actually. Alexandra’s disappearance was no longer a topic of concern and Dumbledore was almost never seen, not even during meals. The past days, he’d taken to staying within the confines of his office. All was well, yet somehow, there was still something missing...