Everyone knows about Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermonie Granger, sure. But do you know about Mona, Destin, and Freesia? Of course not. History focuses on the "important things", while overlooking the "normal things." Three Normal Teenagers, three ordinary lives at Hogwarts. Or so you thought. Or so anyone thought. These three teenagers are out to show you they mean buisness, even if it means death, broken hearts, and ruined lives.

"Mona! Mona! Get up! The Daily Prophet just arrived! The Potter Gang is at it again!" Screamed Freesia, Mona's bubbily best friend.

"Ugh.. Bloody Hell, Freesia.. Wait.. What did they do this time?" Mona asked, dazed and confused.

Reading excitively, Freesia quotes, "The Potter Gang has once again been seen close to Gringotts, Many Wonder What They Want."

"Freesie, Baby.. Can you please shut up and let me sleep? Their silly little gang has nothing new about them," Snapped Mona, very annoyed.

As she jumped up and down on Mona's cot, Freesia taunts, "Mona loves Potter! Mona loves Potter!"

"FREESIA. LEAVE!" Mona snapped, very much awake now.

As Freesia left, Mona lazily got up and then realizing the news, quickly put on her clothes. Another Potter sighting ment more pictures of Harry.

Almost running out of the Hufflepuff Common Room, Mona searched for Freesia. She had to find her, not having a Daily Prophet come daily by owl wasn't easy.

She spotted Freesia in the Girl's Restroom, and dashing after her, Mona managed to run into Juilla.

"Where are YOU running, you nasty little rodent?" Juilla demanded.

Juilla, being around 300 pounds and a little over 6 feet tall, towered over 140 pound, 5 foot Mona.

"Just have to use the restroom, Juilla," Mona spat out, trying not to start anything.

"Ooh. Little Mona has to take a tinkle, eh?"

Dodging past Juilla, Mona caught up with Freesia farther down the hall.

"Damn, Freesie. You almost got me murdered down there."

"Im sorry, Mona. I was just hoping to keep the picture of the group this time.."

So thats what that was about, Mona realized.

"Oh. You shouldve told me, not get that tub of lard after me," Mona told a giggiling Freesia.

"Monsyyyy. Freeeessiiieeee!" Those pet names only ment one thing: Destin.

Practically leaping into Destin's arms, Freesia hugged Destin and told him all about the Potter news.

"Mmm. Nothing like Potter news on a Saturday morning," Destin replied, implying he already knew the news.

Trying to change the subject before Freesia noticed that Destin already knew, Mona said, "Im starved! Lets eat!"

Reaching the Hufflepuff table, Freesia, not taking the hint that everyone already knows the lastest Potter news, takes out the Daily Prophet.

"It says here that Harry was looking closely at the people walking into Gringotts.. not at the bank itself," Freesia read, fasinated.

Destin, who was trying to eat without Freesia's high pitched voice breaking the silence every few moments, started to look annoyed.

"Freesie, Maybe we can give the Daily Prophet to Mona? She was looking for more news on You-Know-Who."

"All right, as long as she does-" Freesia was soon cut off by a high pitched squeal coming from halls.

"THERES BEEN ANOTHER MURDER! THERES BEEN ANOTHER MURDER!"

You know what guys? I wont force 1000s of Reviews. Id rather there be at least 5 reviews, and when I get that, Ill publish another story ;) 3 Kimmy