Eliza, while wearing her blue and black robes, felt neither dull or boring. Instead she felt hyper. And because of this she ended up running around the Hogwarts school grounds patting everyone on the head. Even Draco Malfoy, who sneered at her. Eliza simply smiled, outstretched her arms and pulled him into a tight hug. Which Malfoy couldn't possibly return because he was evil and.. evil.

She let go of him and patted him on the head, once again, then sprinted down the hall. Out of sight. Never to be seen again..

Ashlea wore her red and gold robes. They made her feel brave...brave like a lion, in fact. She was stalking Draco obviously. Hiding behind a tiny bot plant whenever he looked back at her with a frown. He would shudder then continue walking and the girl would break out in maniacal laughter.

The girl grinned evily to herself murmering, "Oh no, Draco. I'm not stalking you...I'm just following you everywhere you go. Watching your every movement, waiting for the precise moment when to unleash my scary plot upon your pathetic mortal soul..."

While on her sprint of joy, Eliza had managed to fall over a large soft rock thing. She squalled, yes squeeled, and then started to roll. For no other reason then what she thought was the right thing to do at the time. She was sorely mistaken. For she rolled right on top of the feet of a certain potions teacher. MR HOGGLEPOP!

Or, rather, Mr Evil Greasy Hair Dude Snape. She instantly stood up, took a not so gratious bow then stumbled the rest of the way to her Defence of the dark arts class while singing Greensleves at the top of her lungs. Meh, if you look drunk, why not act it.

Ashlea oofed as something mortal ran into her, then rolled away. She squinted her eyes and hissed in the creature's general direction, "Human filth...we shall destroys it...oh yes...we shalls." A group of students stared at her strangely, wondering, since all the students seemed to know eachother at this school, why they hadn't seen the odd girl before.

Said girl stood up and dusted off her clothing with a soft smile on her face and she skipped off to defence against the dark arts, as if nothing had ever happened, "Wow! Today's going to be a great day! I can feel it!"

Eliza's dunk state soon wared off and she was acting somewhat normal when it came to lining outside the Defence Against the Dark Arts Classroom. She smiled at the random people who gathered around, looking at her oddly. "Woah, I really need some man eating squirrels right about now.." she sighed. The crowd looked at her with wide eyes. She simply laughed a high pitched laugh,

made a chocking sound, then laughed a lower pitched giddy laugh. By this time the people had moved a few steps back and the door had not-so-magically swung open for their was a hand on the door handle..

Ashlea was suddenly beside Eliza, leaning on her shoulder with an arm, "So, What's the hand's name?" The space between the two girls and the rest of the class became infinately wider.

Eliza looked at Ashlea then at the hand, "I really dont know.. LETS ASK IT!" She jumped up and down.

Nodding excitedly, Ashlea walked towards the hand and knelt down, whispering as though it were a frightened animal, "Hello little fella! What's your name?"

Suddenly the hand was replaced by a full grown body! and being the sexist prick Dumbledoor...er Dumbledore was, the Defence against the dark arts teacher was a male. Again. The girl looked up, seemingly in awe and the teacher shot a winning smile her way, not realising that Ashlea was in fact staring at the dragon skeleton that hung from the roof behind him.

The man's hair was a luxurious light brown that shimmered and moved softly in the non existant breeze. His bright innocent blue eyes seemed...innocent and yet showed years of hot, sweaty and kinky man/woman sexual experience. He wore blue robes to match his gorgeous eyes that hung beautifully from his well built, muscled body, that was muscled, but not too muscly. Just right. Like that cereal with the sultanas in it..but really not anything like it. His voice sounded like waterfalls falling from heaven, except he didn't have water coming out of his mouth, because he'd drown himself. The teacher couldn't do that, he was too sexy to die.

"Hello class. I'm your new teacher, Gary." half of the girls fainted.

Eliza glanced at the teacher then saw a tank of fish inside the room. "OMFG FISHIES!" She proceeded to push past the teacher, who stumbled gracefully. Because being the hot thing he was, any massive fall would cause damage that was unneeded and would mean the end of the world. He swiftly turned around, which meant a lot of girls going back to their normal state, to face a girl who was now tapping

in the rhythm of the chicken dance on the tank that held the many pretty coloured fish. Which Eliza exclaimed with much joy. "I shall name you Hamish.. And you can be George.. And then you my pretty can be.. Uh, WILLIAM!"

Ashlea mysteriously appears next to Eliza and points to a fish, who was floating atop the water, apparently dead, "Let's call this one Gary!" she then reaches above the tank and begins prodding the rotting corpse, which begins to fall apart in the water.