Abruptly, the book came to a stop at her feet. Bending at the waist and picking it up, Katie Bell examined it for what seemed a second before Fred Weasly crashed into her. "Oh, sorry about that! I was just, uh…" Fred looked around the hall, as if there was an explanation written on the walls for him to say.

"Protesting Sir Jambar Knijt's Introduction to Proper Usage of Netwhiltsts?" Katie smirked. She always thought Fred and his twin, George, were on her "Odd" list. She had many lists.

"How did you know? What is this class anyway? Never heard of it before." Fred scratched his head.

"Well," Katie began, "I heard that it was a new one. I was writing Alicia and Angelina all summer. But…do you know what Netwhiltsts are?"

"Err, no. They sound brutal, though."

"Hmm. Well, they're in our International Wizarding Relations class, so, I guess they are used for….International Wizarding Relations…" she guessed. She mentally wrote "Netwhiltsts" on her "Useless" list.

" 'Ey! Katie! How is it, mate?" George Weasly walked toward them with the twin's friend, Lee Jordon.

Oh. No. Katie wished Alicia would come and rescue her. She tolerated the three friends, even liked them as friends, but sometimes they just got on her nerves. Today, she was in luck, for just before Lee and George reached Katie, she heard a familiar voice. Angelina.

"Katie!" Katie turned, and hugged her friend.

Angelina looked out of breath. "I ran all the way down from the corridor. I couldn't wait to see you! It has been way too long!"

Actually, it's been a week…or has it been two since we last hung out?

"Anyways," Angelina eyed the boys. "We have to get to our dorm so we can…umm…review…"

THANK YOU!

Katie let Angelina drag her to the Gryffindor commen room entrance.

"Password?" The Fat Lady beamed at the two returning Gryffindors.

"Mud Trifle." Katie pronounced. "Just got it from a prefect." The door swung open, and they went in.

"So, where is Alicia? Or is she STILL on vacation?" Katie asked the other girl.

"Oh, I guess so. She'll be here though, in time for the Sorting, at least. I can't wait to see our new comrades!"

The door swung open and Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, and Neville Longbottom strolled in.

"Hello, Harry! Ron, Neville." Angelina acknowledged.

"Hello…ready for another year? Of Quiddich, I mean. No one gives a rat's arse to actual learning." Harry replied.

Katie laughed. "Yeah…but, I have to study hard for my N.E.W.T.S…but, I am looking forward to smashing Slytherin's faces into the dirt when we win the first match this year. Show their new captain who's boss around here." Did I just rhyme?

"Did she just rhyme?" Harry thought.

"Did she just rhyme?" Angelina thought.

"Did she just rhyme?" Neville thought.

"I think I'm hungry…" Ron thought.

Just like Angelina had said, Alicia showed up in time for not only the Sorting, but for the banquet, too. She slid into the seat next to Katie. Placing a copy of The Daily Prophet in front of them, she jabbed her finger at a picture of herself, snake charming. The snake had its eyes fixed on her flute, moving its head in time with the movement. The caption read "Alicia Spinnett, Hogwarts student, and her family, enjoy an afternoon of snake charming in New Delhi, India."

"You- you- you came that close to a snake? But, Alicia, dearie, you are terrified of them!" Katie gasped.

"Not anymore! I faced my fears, and, it worked! I feel like I can face anything now." Alicia said, proudly.

"Anything..but us…" a voice hissed behind them. The three girls turned and faced AnaSergeyev, the new Slytherin Keeper. "Just try and get even one ball past me. I dare you." With that, she sauntered away.

Angelina looked at Katie. Katie looked at Alicia. Alicia looked at them both. Burying their heads in each other's shoulders, they burst out laughing, the sound muffled by their robes. Finally the stopped to gasp for air. He face red, Katie burst out.

"Her breath was enough to make me stay far away from that side of the field!"

"I'll make us some nose plugs to use next week!" Alicia gasped.

Angelina just grinned. Slytherin is sooo going down, bad breath included.

The hall grew quiet as Dumbledore stood.

A/N Thanks for reading! This is my first fic, and I am very open for constructive criticism! Also, I haven't read Harry Potter in..well, forever, so if you notice anything that seems wrong or out of place, let me know! And, of course, you can always just drop me a nice note, too! Thanks! Feel free to flame, too, I'm open to get ideas…lol