L/N - I appear to be typing up this one as well because I'm the only one with home Net access. Meh.

Welcome to the Elves of Darkness' version of the Marauders' years at Hogwarts.

Authoresses and OC's (note that the script used for each one is what each Elf of Darkness writes)

Elara Black - Nuiniachwen

Shina Blue - Erenriel

Mira Myrra - Luinramwen

(Magnesium Sulphate - Morriel - does not write)

Disclaimer: No, we don't own Hogwarts...or the Marauders...or any of the magical chocolate stashes...or any Firewhiskey. How stupid is that?! .

*~*~*CH. 1*~*~*

"Blue, Shina..." the teacher called. A small girl with blue hair and lime green streaks scurried up and sat on the stool.

"What a skewed mind. I am not even sure if you should be here instead of St. Mungo's, but that's not my decision. You're too hyper for Hufflepuff, not smart enough for Ravenclaw, and Slytherin would kill you. Better be GRYFFINDOR!"

The little girl squeaked and tumbled off of the stool and ran to the table, staring at all the nice shiny plates.

"Myrra, Mira," called the teacher again. Mira, a mere wisp of a girl with shimmering silver hair, and large frightened, grey eyes, cautiously sat on the stool. The Hat was dropped over her eyes, and darkness enveloped her.

Mira screamed. "AUGH! Who turned out the lights?"

"Oh, dear," muttered the Hat in her ear, "another odd one. There's a bumper crop of those this year. Well. You may be scared of the dark, but you're not evil. Too quick for Hufflepuff, too slow for Ravenclaw. Looks like, by default, you're a GRYFFINDOR!"

Mira took the Hat off, unsure whether she'd just been complimented or insulted. She shrugged, and shot off the stool to Gryffindor table, almost knocking the boy beside her off the bench as she slid onto the very end of the table at light speed. "Sorry!" she said swiftly, helping him back upright. He gave her a frightened glance and edged away, closer to the kid on his left. Mira shrugged again and watched the rest of the Sorting impatiently. "I'm hungry," she grumbled to herself. "I hope there's chocolate in dessert."

When the Sorting Hat only had 5 (victims?) students left to sort to the houses, the doors that the soon-to-be-sorted kids had come through burst open with a bang. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the doors. A few seconds later, two girls walked through the doorwat. One of them was grinning.

"Oops! Sorry! I hope I didn't ruin anything!" the girl said, putting her wand back into her sleeve.

The other girl looked around, and said, "Sorry we're late. We kinda missed the train..."

The other girl that had blown the doors open had opened her mouth and was about to add on to the statement, when the teacher interrupted, and said, "...Well, I suppose...Stand in line behind the others!"

"Why?" asked the other girl.

"We are Sorting the students in to their houses. You two are going to be Sorted, so wait."

"Oh," said the girls, then did as they were told.

A few seconds later, the girl who had blown the doors open had begun to hum loudly, while staring at the ceiling. The other girl was looking around at the various tables, deciding what house she'd like to be in. Both girls were hoping that the Hat didn't put them into Slytherin.

"Black, Elara," the teacher called.

"What? Oh! I'm gettin' sorted!" The girl that had blown the door open walked over to the stool, turned, and waved at everyone at the tables. "Hello!" she called to everyone.

A few kids raised their eyebrows, shook their heads, and began to whisper things about the black haired blue-eyed nutball who was about to be sorted. Elara sat on the stool, grinning. The teacher dropped the Sorting Hat on Elara's head, and the Hat slid over her eyes.

"Ooo! It's dark here! I like!" Elara squealed happily.

"Great. How many oddballs do I have to Sort?" the Hat whispered softly.

"Oh!" Elara looked around, wondering who was talking to her. "Hi, Sorting Hat! How's life?"

"Fine..." said the Hat, sounding surprised. This was the only student who had tried to hold a real, worthwhile conversation with it.

After about 5 minutes of conversation with the Hat, the Hat decided it was time to sort Elara.

"Sly..." the Hat started, but Elara pulled out her wand, and a blue flame wavered on the tip of her wand.

"Not Slytherin, put me in Gryffindor, or I'll torch you." Elara's cheerful voice dropped to a low snarl.

"Gry...GRYFFINDOR!" the Hat shouted.

Elara's wand disappeared as fast as it had appeared. "Thanks Hat! Hope to chat with you again soon!" Elara said cheerfully, and skipped off to Gryffindor table after the teacher had taken the Hat. Elara sat right at the end of the table, and watched her friend get sorted.

"Hi, I'm Shina. And you're Mira. We're both in the same house so we're gonna be friends now," Shina said to the tiny girl near her.

"Um...OK..." the girl said uncertainly. Shina handed Mira a Fizzing Whizzbee.

"I once at a whole pack of these in one sitting," Shina said wistfully. "I didn't come down for three days."

"Ooo! I want some!" yelled Elara, bouncing up and down and making the whole bench jump.

"I've only got so much!" Shina yelled. "Get your own!"

"Don't say that!" A boy about halfways down the table called. "She'll make your life miserable if you don't give her the candy!"

During all this, the other girl - a "Magnesium Sulphate" had been sitting patiently on the stool with the Hat over her head, waiting to be Sorted. She waited. And waited. And waited some more. And, for a change, she fidgeted as she waited.

Everyone watched expectantly. Elara took advantage of the distraction to pocket half the package of Fizzing Whizzbees in Shina's hands.

And still the Hat remained silent.

"Come on!" yelled Magnesium finally. "Sort me!"

"Slyth - Rave - Huff - Gryff - erin - claw - puff - dor! Yeah! Gryffindor!" yelled the Hat in panic as Maggie made to rip the Hat in half in her impatience.

"Good!" said Mira, shoving a Fizzing Whizzbee into her mouth. "Maybe now we can finally eat!"

"Yeff!" agreed Elara, through her fourth Whizzbee. Shina finally noticed half her stash was gone.

"Hey! Thief!"

"Oops..."Elara said sheepishly.

"You guys are hopeless," sighed another boy on Shina's left. "Here." He tapped the half-empty packet, muttered something, and suddenly the Whizzbees doubled, tripled, quadrupled.

"Hey thanks!" beamed Shina.

"I have got to learn that spell!" said Mira. "Um, who are you?"

"James Potter."

"Oh right! You're the one who made the Hat shriek with laughter. Come on, eat some Whizzbees!" Elara said, already levitating about a foot off her seat.

None of the new Gryffindors noticed when the feast began. They were too busy levitating.

The other students and staff finally noticed something was wrong when Mira, propelled upwards by one too many Whizzbees, floated to the ceiling and got stuck among the stars of her own constellation - in fact, right next to the star Mira. "Wheeee!" she yelled.

Mira was shortly followed by Shina, Elara, Maggie, James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, several other first years she hadn't met yet, and for some odd reason, Professor Dumbledore and the Sorting Hat.

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L/N - More of this will follow, hopefully quickly...or as soon as I get back the book. Hope you enjoyed chapter one!