A/N This stories style is a bit weird. I sort of picture it as a diary but it's like the Ellie (the main character) is writing it down as it happens. But I guess you'll see for yourself

Please please please R&R


Disclaimer: I do not own nor did I invent the Harry Potter world.

Chapter 1: Happy Families

"Bye mum!" I said leaning forward to hug her, then quickly drawing away as the whistle blew.

"Have a good year honey," she called to me as I jumped onto the train.

"Have a good year honey, try not to wet your bed." Cooed a voice behind me as I walked down the train to find my friends.

I spun around and punched the boy behind me.

"Piss off James." I glared.

"That's no way to talk to your elders," he said in mock offence.

"Oh believe me James, I don't usually talk to my elders like that. It's just that if I spoke to you like I would speak to my elders you would have a disadvantage as the vocabulary would be too difficult for you as your brain hasn't developed past the age of a five year old. But don't worry, I won't tell Lily." I smiled back at him.

"Ha ha. You're so funny"

"Oh well done James!" I said over enthusiastically " You just had your first attempt at sarcasm. I'll send an owl to mum and tell her to put a star on your star chart!" I said patting him on the head, flattening his hair as I did. (Which of course I had no idea annoyed him) "I'm sorry James but I have to go now and sit with my friends, but I'm sure your little buddies will look after you."

James glared at me as I turned around and disappeared into one of the cabins, which contained my friends.

I slumped down beside my friend Rose and groaned.

"You okay?" she asked "What took you so long?"

"I just had a little run in with my delightful brother,"

"That bad huh?" sympathised her twin Alice, "It's gotta be bad if you start calling him delightful."

The three of us stared at each other for a few seconds before we cracked up laughing.

"Did I miss much?" asked our friend Rhea, popping her head around the door, then opening it fully, to pull her trunk in.

"Well Ellie had an argument with her delightful brother James." Offered Rose.

"That bad?" grimaced Rhea, sitting down and pulling out a book.

"That's what I said," said Alice.

"I think it is possible that you can know someone too well," I said looking at my friends.

"Well we do know a lot about you," said Alice

"All your qualities, good and bad," put in Rose

"All your habits"
"All your hates"

"All your little secrets"

"Like how you walked around your house with only a t-shirt and undies and you bumped into Sirius Black."

"And how –"

"Okay, I get your point!" I said interrupting them. They both grinned cheekily at me. You're never going to drop that one are you." I said eyeing them.

"Never." They said together.

I rolled my eyes. "What great friends you are." I muttered, hiding a smile.

"Well it could be worse," offered Rose, "You could have bumped into Rhea's brother. That would have been awkward."

Rhea looked up from her book, hearing her name. "What's awkward?"

"If Ellie bumped into Remus with only her undies and a t-shirt on." said Alice.

"Oh. Yes that would be awkward," said Rhea, before turning back to her book.

"Well being in only your underwear and a t-shirt in front of Sirius, one of the hottest guys in the school, and your brother's best friend is pretty extreme," added Rose.

"That's true," agreed her twin. "They're probably even. Although…"

"Okay, can we please stop talking about me and my underwear, and which of my brother's friends would be the most awkward to catch me in them." I called to them. "This isn't exactly the most comfortable subject in the world."

"Okay." smiled Rose.

I lent back in my seat and sighed.

After a few seconds, Alice grimaced. "Ewwww, bad images!" she groaned, covering her eyes.

"What?" asked Rose.

"I just imagined Ellie in her undies in front of Peter."

"Oh gross!" exclaimed her twin, "And he would probably enjoy it!"

They both cracked up laughing.

"Are you guys finished embarrassing me?!" I asked, glaring at them.

"Sorry Ells," said Alice wiping her eyes. "We love you really.


Okay lets stop there and rewind a bit. In case you didn't know by now, my name is Ellie. Short For Elinor. Elinor Grace Potter. I live with my parents and my older brother James, who, well you've already met him and there's not much else I can add to describe him more. Well apart from the fact that he's an arrogant, jerk of a brother who only thinks o himself. Even though mum says that I really do love him, I find that hard to believe. I mean, if I did, it would have to be deep deep deep times infinity down, underneath my love for stinging nettle, blast ended skrewts and the hand rail on one of the stair cases at school that gives me a million splinters, each time I walk past it. In other words, my love for him is so small that it nearly doesn't exist. If it does at all. But anyway. Lets move away from that unsettling topic into more pleasing matters like my friends.

Alice and Rose Lordyce. Twin sisters, and completely mental… In a good way, and incase you're wondering, they're not identical. Well at least not in looks. Rose is taller and has long thick wavy hair and her skin is slightly tanner. Alice is short with a messy bob, and is the older of the two. The dissimilarities stop there; in about everything else, it's scary how alike they are. The thing that freaks me out the most is when they finish each other's sentences unintentionally, or when they come up withy the same idea at the same time. Although some times I think they do it on purpose, just to freak me out.

And if there's one thing I have learnt from going to school with them for four years, it's never give them oranges. They go completely hyperactive.

In contrast, there's Rhea. The brains of the group. Full of good advise and sometimes too kind for her own good. She is also the younger sister of one of my brother's friends.

Remus Lupin. Out of all my brother's friends, Remus is probably the most sane and alright. I guess it runs in the family.

Next, there's Sirius Black. He can be okay some of the time when he's not looking at his own reflection or has his mouth glued to some poor girls face, and sadly, yes it is true. I did bump into him in only my undies and a t-shirt, but that was about a year and a half ago, but still malice and Rose go on about it like it's headline news.

Third and last, there is Peter Pettigrew. I'll be quite frank with you. He sorta reminds me of a dodgy old man who likes younger women and is always looking to feel you up. It's a bit mean, I know. But I can't help what my mind comes up with. And if you saw him I'm sure you'd agree with me. He's all twitchy and sort of… rat like. Not a pet rat though, more like a dirty gross sewer rat that you have nightmares about…………………

By the way, all of those dots are a pause where I'm shuddering. But anyway, on with the story.


"Ahhhh. It's good to be home," sighed Rose dramatically as she stepped onto the platform and caught sight of the castle.

"Home?" asked Rhea coming out behind her and tucking her book under her robes to protect it from the drizzle.

"Well we do spend most of our year at school," said Alice.

"Hurry up you three!" I called back to them. "Lets grab a carriage"

I hurried over to the nearest one and opened the door. As I was about to step in, I noticed two people already in there. Hastily, I apologised and backed out, but before I could close the door, a hand caught my arm.

"You can share with us. We don't bite. Besides, the rest of the carriages have gone and you'll have to wait a while in the rain before the next one comes."

I looked up to see a boy with dark hair looking down at me. His face hidden in the shadow of the carriage. Glancing up at the sky, I noticed that the drops were getting heavier and my clothes were starting to cling to my skin.

"Okay, thanks," I smiled at him and stepped inside. A few seconds later, my friends appeared, dripping. They all smiled gratefully at the boy, then plonked themselves down beside me.

"So much for 'home, sweet home'," muttered Rose, glancing out the windows at the dark sky.

"Well thanks again for this, um…" I said looking for his name.

"Reggie," he said as the carriage came to a stop. "I'm in your year."

"Oh. Right, sorry." I said embarrassed.

"It's okay. We haven't actually been in any classes together," he said, waving away my apology as we ran up to the entrance to join the rest of the students. "I guess I'll see you guys around" he said smiling at as before turning to go.

"He looks a lot like –" said Alice

"Sirius Black" finished Rose.

"Did you know if Sirius has a brother?" Alice asked me as we headed over to the Gryffindor table.

"No, he never really talks about his family. I don't think he likes them much," I said sitting down. Watching as Reggie Sat down at the Slytherin table.

"Can't see why," said Rhea. "He's quite nice."

"Yeah. But I do recall Sirius talking about 'Bloody Regulus' though." I said turning back to face my friends as the new first years shuffled up to stand in front of the Sorting Hat.

"Reggie must be short for Regulus," whispered Rose as the hat began its speech.

xxxxxxx

Tired, but content with a full stomach, I followed Rhea up the stairs to our room. Alice and Rose were already there, and were snaking out on a bag of lollies. I winced at the sight, knowing from experience that it was going to be a long night, as lollies were nearly as bad as oranges to them.

"What?" asked Rose innocently, seeing the look on my face.

I rolled my eyes at them in reply then turned my back on them as I opened my trunk to find my pyjamas. Of course, they had to be right at the bottom, and of course, I had to have taken out everything on top of it to find them. So naturally, as one does, I gracefully heaped up my belongings and neatly chucked them into my trunk and closed the lid… Well tried to close the lid. After about ten goes, I came to the decision that it would not shut, despite how hard I pushed or how much I jumped on it. In the end, I tactfully shoved away my trunk with the side of my leg.

Finally, I managed to get changed, so I scooped up my robes and dropped them on top of my trunk, then walked into our ensuite. Taking out my hair tie, I reached down to grab my brush, which of course, as I soon realised, was in my trunk.

I stuck my head round the door and grinned at Rhea. She let out an exaggerated sigh, then lent over the side of her bed and pulled out her hairbrush, then chucked it to me.

"You're the best!" I said before turning back to the mirror.

"Hey, I thought I was the best!" said Alice in mock offence.

"Well, I think that a hair brush is more valuable than a quill." I called to her from the bathroom, while brushing my hair. "Besides, that was like, three weeks ago and bestness has an expiry date."

Alice pouted her lip and turned back to her lollies, sniffing.

"Oh look, you've gone and hurt her feelings." said Rose, walking over to Alice's bed and putting and arm around her.

"I'm sorry," I said dramatically, while chucking Rhea's brush back to her, then walking over to my bed, "But sometimes, you're just not good enough." I dived into my bed as Alice chucked a lolly at me.

"Thanks!" I said grinning and grabbing it, before pulling the cover over me.

We remained silent for a few minuets. Well apart from Rose, who was chocking on a lolly, but other than that it was silent.

"Ooh ooh," said Rose excitedly after the remains of the sweet had been consumed. "Did we tell you about Alices new victim that she came up with over the Holidays?"

"No" I said rolling over onto my stomach to face them. "Who's the poor guy this time."

Alice glared at me.

"Guess," said Rose bouncing on her mattress.

"Is he in Gryffindor?" asked Rhea.

"Yes."

"Have I heard of him?" I asked

Rose rolled her eyes. "Duh."

"Just asking," I muttered.

"Come on, guess!" said Rose, looking between Rhea and me expectantly.

"Does he have brown hair?" asked Rhea.

"Yup"

"I don't know. Is he…smart," I asked.

"Average. What sort of question is that?"

"It's a very important one." I stated. "It's important that a man has some sort of intelligence otherwise he would be a jerk. Look at by brother."

"Do you really think that I would go after someone like your brother?" asked Alice

I shuddered. "Gosh, I hope not."

"Hurry up and Guess!" interrupted Rose.

"Is it Mathew?" asked Rhea.

"No"

"Lucus" I suggested

"No"

"Um, Mark?"

"No"

"Thomas?"

"Nope"

"Lucius?"

"Ewww gross. It's in Gryffindor."

"Fine, Arthur?"

"Nope. Doesn't have brown hair and he has already left Hogwarts"

"Sam?"

"Naah"

"Sirius?"

"Defiantly not, it's in our year."

"Okay, um Jacob?"

"No"

"Frank?"

Rose smiled.

"It is?" I said, Surprised that I had finally guessed.

Rose's smile widened.

"You like Frank?" As in Frank Longbottom?" I stared at Alice. She smiled cheekily.

I let my head all into my pillow and I shook my head.

"What? Don't you like him?" she asked

"Yes, he's a nice guy. It's just you and you're likings."

"I'm serious this time though," said Alice.

Rose cracked up and the rest of us groaned.

"Can you at least try to go without cracking the 'Sirius' pun this term?" said Rhea.

"What pun?" said Rose innocently. "I was being completely… Sirius."

That was the point where Alice hit her over the head with her pillow, and Rhea and me joined in. My tiredness completely forgotten in the prospect of a pillow fight.

I won't go on to describe it coz that would take a while, but let me tell you this. It was a lethal battle, reliant on courage, wit, tactics and skill. We were lucky to come out alive. The raging battle came to a final victory to –Well the battle came to an abrupt halt when Profe –I mean Commander McGonagall blasted open the door and told us that our enemies had surrenders and that we would all receive high honours for our achievements… or in other words, that we should shut up and go to bed or else some real bloodshed would take place.

Not that the battle was fake or anything

'Cough'

Shut up Alice