A/N: Helloooo all. I am incredibly new at this, so please be nice. I may not have all of the HP facts down, but it's FanFic, so hey, it's all good. This story begins somewhere around book 5, but may go anywhere from there, so don't expect it to follow the books exactly. I may even make Hedwig DADA professor. Um…joking. But you get the point. So. Reviews are welcome. Nothing harsh, 'cuz I would cry, haha. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I own only the original characters throughout this whole thing. Duh.

OC Briefs:

Ava – 7th year Slytherin, 5'9", slender, reddish hair with lots of blonde highlights and black underneath, porcelain skin and light blue eyes, dimples, music freak, reluctantly dates Draco Malfoy, and is extremely goofy.

Dee – 7th year Hufflepuff, 5'6", curvy, long brown hair, blue eyes, tan, gets around, and gets in a lot of trouble with her BFF Ava.

Eh…that's all I got for now. We'll see who else comes along once I get into this.

Here goes nothin'…

Chapter 1

A Tiny Glimpse of a Misplaced Life

(Intro)

It was almost 10am on Saturday, and Ava was cringing as she tried to silently climb out of bed over her sound-asleep boyfriend and retrieve her clothes that, naturally, seemed to be in the most inconvenient of places: sweatshirt under Draco's pillow, sweatpants under a number of metal cauldrons that would inevitably crash and wake the whole dormitory when she tried to release them, and robes just behind the creaking bathroom door. Nothing seemed in her favor, and Ava was far from stealthy.

All I want is for the little git not to wake up, she thought bitterly. Sure, she loved him (like a fly loved a big, ignorant, drooling daddy longlegs), but they had been pushed into this relationship at such a young age that by now, Ava was ready to rip out her hair (and off Draco's manhood…if you could call it that). Ava's pureblood pompous-ass parents were dear, dear, disgusting friends of the Malfoy's, and of course the two seemed destined to share a life of debauchery and sin together for all of eternity. Ava shuddered at the thought. What most people don't know, other than Dumbledore and McGonagall, was that Ava was originally to be sorted Gryffindor or Ravenclaw, but with a little influence of Mister Luci-ass Malfoy himself, here she was, a faux wicked snake just trying her best to get done with Hogwarts so she could fly on her state-of-the-art broomstick far, far away from her life.

As she stood in her black underwear, her nickel-sized music note tattoo peeking up from her board shorts, Ava ran several scenarios through her head. She could either get dressed and risk waking up her snot of a beau (given that her wand was back in her room), or she could take a mad dash in her undies and escape unscathed (given that she wouldn't have a real reason to see Draco if she didn't borrow his clothes). She watched the boy for a moment. He really was a beautiful creature, in a physical sense. And it was kind of sexy the way his mouth had that upturned snarl even as he slept. And hey, the bedroom activities were about the only thing she looked forward to…she caught herself amidst her thoughts and bit her bottom lip before arriving at a conclusion: 'I have gone completely mental,' she decided. Upon regaining her common sense, she looked around nervously at a grossly snoring Crabbe and Goyle, opened the door as quietly as she could, and booked her skinny ass down the hallway at an alarming rate. Quite impressive actually. If Hogwarts were to ever instill a track team, Ava would kill as a naked sprinter. It's good to have goals, she thought as she giggled, running wildly. Let's make this fun, she snickered in her head.

About a dozen fellow Slytherins turned their heads in awe in the common room as their prestigious housemate flailed her limbs dramatically whilst running half naked through the corridors, screaming.

"BUGS! THE BUGS! Nothing, nothing-you-saw-nothing!" She yelled goofily as she finally approached the safety of her own room. Most wondered what she was even doing in their house to begin with. This egged on their suspicions even more. As Ava entered through the door quickly, shrieking still, she slammed it shut and slid her back down it until her butt was on the ground. All the while, she laughed incredulously.

"Gallivanting around showing off your mental illness again, are we Ava?" Serenity snapped sarcastically. Ava smiled widely through her panting, showing off those penny-sized dimples, and gladly flipped her bitch of a roommate off. Serenity scoffed, and shoved Ava aside with her foot as she wretched open the door and exited. Ava huffed, still rather pleased with herself.

"Just another day at this lovely establishment I call home…" She sneered, preparing to begin her day.