So, to start off I'll introduce myself. (If you chose not to look at our Prof.)

I'm Ceena(Aka: Trigun0gt1844vv0): Claria Heirros. (Ca-l-air-a) Clare for short. That is my characters name, FYI.

And my friend, D(Yes, she's called a random letter. ): Lessien Notri. Less for short.

If you want to see the other OC then go to our account. Anyway.

Ceena: I'll be working on the first chapter. Which means Less will be working on the second chapter. (Obviously.)

A few of my other friends are in this, if I need too I'll point them out.

Ceena: Oh, and we don't own Harry Potter. Only our OC's. And yes Sweety is my actual cat.

Oh and of course,

"talking"

'thinking'

Random Narrator speaking.
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Dysus's Self Notes: Their's always something good muggles'. Generally that is the computer.


They both sat on the bed, one held a lab top and the other a wand. The blonde was sitting on the edge while her friend sat, leaning against the bed-post. Her long brown hair was tied loosely in a braid. While the bedroom was a fairly normal sized. A computer in the corner, small tan book shelves matching the bed stood against the walls. Long rosy curtains draped over the very small window. Everything was actually clean expect for the few renegade clothes and jackets scattered across the grassy looking carpet.

"Hey Less, look at this." The brunette leaned over, extending her lab top while her friend scooted so she could see the screen. "Isn't it cute?" She asked, smiling a little.

"That is… Wait, who's Superman again?" Less asked, blinked slightly at the cat picture. Her friend rolled her eyes as she leaned back, bringing the lab top to her chest. "I'll show you." She said surfing through the net.

Lessien sighed, "Whatever. I just want to learn that new spell you're stupid friends were rambling about." She was totally ignored as the lab top was shoved back in her face. "This is superman."

"My god! Do muggles always have to have someone in tights?" Less asked, blinking her slight hazel eyes. "Yes-I mean no!" Her friend retorted, glaring at Less, who smiled back playfully.

Quietly they went back to there business, Less shooting random spells at the objects around the room, while the wavy haired half-blood popped in her head phones. Every few moments they would call each others attention to show off a spell, or a picture.

"Claria!"

Less taped her friend with her wand. "You're mom's calling you." Claria pulled out her ear-phones, while she closed her lab top. Her mom walked in, opening the door slightly. Her head poked in, her cat slipped through the small crack.

"Shouldn't you guys be studying before you go back to school?" Claria's mom asked, her dark eyes shinning a bit.

Less thought for a bit as Clare talked with her mom. 'Clare's mom's a half blood, but she did attend some sort of magical school. I kind of wonder why her parents and mine get along so well. Aren't they supposed to hate each other?' Clare's cat walked over, Less picked her up. She noted that her cat must be on something if she hadn't scratched the crap out of her yet.

"Hey, Less?" Anna called from the door, while Clare crawled over and petted the cats head in Less's arms. Less stared at the older women, she could tell which side of the family Clare looked more like. She had her dad's facial features and her moms' small but matured figure. This went well together since both her parents where small, but Clare still adopted the fragile look or cute look then her brothers.

Less inwardly slapped herself, clarifying the only reason she knew that was because when she was eating over Clare's parents where talking about heritage and dominant and recessive of genetics.

"If you want, you can ask your parents if you could stay and go to the Games with us tomorrow. Clare's cousins are coming too. Oh, we're going to meet the Weasley's there." She gasped a bit, covering her mouth.

"Oh, is it your parents that don't like the Weasley's or someone else's?" Anna asked, pushing the door open a bit.

Shrugging, Less adjusted the cat in her arms, "no. My parents are okay with anyone really." This made Anna smile excitedly. She grabbed the handle and grinned.

"That's good. If you're able to come maybe Clare wouldn't be so shy around the Weasley boys." Quickly she looked into the room before her daughter squealed violently.

"Mom!" She yelled getting up to shut the door. Her mother laughed quickly, shutting the door and running away. "You know it's true."

Clare stomped, turning with a pout and a blush on her face. "I swear Less, you better not say anything when we see them."

Sweety the cat was stretching on the floor; Clare walked over and picked her up. Her cat protested a bit while Less smirked.

With her in hand, and fuzz all over her pants she grumbled. "I won't say a word."

A squeaky toy was thrown at her head. "You better not." They both stuck out their tongues.

"I'll trap you in a room with my cat, you wouldn't survive. So you better not say a word." Clare challenged as Less gazed around the room to find said cat.

Unsuccessful she turned her attention back to Clare, staring at her defiant brown eyes.

"Nope--Wait, probably not." She smiled a bit, looking at the ceiling. Both of the girls erupted in laughter at the thought.

Clare was on the floor holding her side. No one noticed that the cat had Less's wand in her mouth, chewing on it fiercely. Clare chuckled, catching Less' attention, she caught a glimpse of the dully furred calico as it harassed her wand with her claws and teeth.

"Oh no you don't" Less whispered to the cat, sliding off the bed

Thus she was tackled by a giggly version of Clare.

Whilst they fought, each throwing a few playful punches in the arm or boob; there was ringing noise. Clare immediately jumped up and ran over to it. Her blue, green and yellow flower comforter was crumpled in a pile in the corner of the bed. She picked up the object that was ringing, it was the phone.

Less sighed, wondering if it was one of her crazy cousins again. Sighing she found herself staring over at the blue and green clad walls. They were light pastille colors. It made it seem as though her room was in large stalks of grass, and you could stare up see the bright blue sky. It was peaceful.

"Are you serious!?" Yelled Clare into the phone, making Less look over at her.

There was an awkward silence.

"What'd you mean you're aunt met Shakespeare? Is she honestly that old?" Less blinked a bit thinking a bit. 'Is this her pure blood side, or muggle? I'd be really surprised if was the muggle.'

"Oh my god ! Are you serious!?" Clare squealed bouncing up and down. Making Less raised an eyebrow wondering what she was so excited about. Clare yelled a goodbye and squealed once more before hanging up the phone and putting it down.

"What's that about?" Spoke Less as she eyed her friend awkwardly. Slowly, Clare turned her head to look over at Less, mischievously.

Swiftly Clare turned again cackling a bit, rubbing her hands together. "You'll see." She whispered as Less rolled her eyes.

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Clare yawned as she stepped off the plane, "can we never take a plane ride again? It was too long."

As they got off the plane and into the airport Less groaned. "I told you we should have used Floo powder." The mention of it made Clare slap her forehead,

"We should have."

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Whilst our hero's were no their way to there hotel rooms, they didn't notice they were being followed. A cat grunted in the corner, his grey eyes glistened slightly. He turned around to face the heavy cloaked man.

The cat would raise an eyebrow intelligently, if he had one,

"I don't think they're quiet ready to be molded into this Perceos." The man didn't respond as he kept staring over at the two. Yet his eyes where unseen through the dark cloak, the shadowy alley did no good on casting light over the man.

From under the dark cloak he smirked, lowering his head a bit. After a long silence, which Issaru waited turning back to the drifting backs of the girls the cloaked man spoke.

"They're ready, now it's time to take action. You know what to do." Issaru turned to protest, but Perceos already left, the cat sighed slightly, closing his grey eyes. He scratched his ear with his white and black paw.

He looked back at the girls; one of them almost left her suite case on the side of the road. Once again he sighed shaking his furry head, he stood to leave,

"This…isn't going to be easy." He wicked his tail slightly as he jumped onto a few garbage cans and disappearing from the alley.

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A few days after Clare, Less and the rest of Clare's family arrived in England, it was almost Tournament time. So Clare had to set her alarm clock early so they'd meet at the hat.

As they made there way to the forest Clare kept reminding Less that she zapped her alarm clock so for a week she wasn't allowed to say anything to the Weasley boys, especially at the Tournament.

"Now, while where there Less, we're not allowed to use magic here." Less rolled her eyes as Noel---Clare's cousin—cut in.

"England is different then America. The only reason we can use magic is because we don't have any magic using schools. If we enter Hogwarts we'd be under oath not to use under aged magic." Noel's sister rolled her eyes slightly. She leaned over to Less, while Clare caught up to Noel and started a conversation.

Carol whispered, "if she didn't read all those Hogwarts books, or was extremely excited around anything foreign she wouldn't be so happy right now." Less nodded a bit, smiling.

After a few laughs and historic information—provided by Clare's father of course—they arrived at the hat. It was a purple top hat with a pink feather. Less' eyes buldged and Clare leaned over, thinking of the exact same thing.

"That a pimp hat?" Less asked as Kris--Clare's father-- grabbed onto the hat, pulling it away. Theere lied a dead fish in a plastic bag. Carol and Less turned around making puking faces. Clare just blinked for a minute sondering why her father set up a dead fish in the middle of no where. While Noel just lifted up her book over her eyes.

Kris pulled out a colorful pile of over mitts and handed everyone one. Everyone hesitantly grabbed onto the hat.

"Don't let go until I say so, got it?" Kris said.

The smelly dead fish started to spin, pulling them into some sort of time warp. It spinned so quickly, it earned a couple of screeches from the girls.

"God, I love magic." Clare whispered as Anna closed her eyes. She was afraid of heights. Even if she couldn't tell if the pool of colors under them was the ground; it still made her dizzy and nocuous beyond believe.

Once Kris yelled to let go, everyone fell on there butts, falling from the fish. Carol screamed slightly when her boney frame hit the dirt ground. Kris helped his wife off the ground as they started to walk towards the tournament.

Less leaned over slightly, "Hey, where are you're brothers?" she asked Clare who reached next to her for her bag. Clare's eyebrows raised. while she looked at the sky, pausing in deep thought.

"They're with our parents and our brothers. Clare's parents took the girls, and ours took the boys." Noel said as she rolled her eyes at Clare.

"Which turned out great for us," Carol said, patting off her butt as she stood off the ground, her straightened hair in a slight mess. But no one told her since no one noticed.

"Alright everyone, let's move!" Kris announced, ahead of the girls. Anna sighed as she walked up the hill.

Clare groaned, "More walking." Less and Carol roughly pulled Clare off the ground and lead her up the hill.

"About that hat and fish... aren't they inconspicuous? What if a muggle went by and saw it? That'd be hard to explain." Less stated.

"We live in a pimp house? And...we fish alot?" Noel tried to answer the confused pure-blood. Less simply shrugged.

When they reached the tents everyone huddled together, so they wouldn't separate. Clare bounced with excitement, making Noel and Less unlink their arms as everyone looked around trying to spot someone they knew.

Less smirked, noticing Clare's excitement and leaned over to her. Not exactly catching Clare's' attention, until she spoke.

"Happy to see the Weasley boys, huh?" spoke Less as Clare whipped around, surprised.

Carol tapped them both on the shoulder as Clare began to glare at Less.

"Hey! You guys can go IN now!" She yelled impatiently. They just realized they where infront of their tent. Kris rolled his eyes.

"Alright people don't get too comfy. As soon as we unpack our stuff, we're going to the Weasley's tent." Clare ran into the ten at that. Leaving everyone to stare after her,

"she's really that excited, isn't she?" Noel asked.

"Must be." Said Less, as she went in after her, smirking evilly.

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Everyone was already unpacked and they started to head to the Weasleys' tent. Though they got lost twice and were too busy trying to find it to notice something was missing.

"Hey, where's Less-" Clare cut in making Noel jump slightly.

"OMG!" she said. Anna turned around to her daughter, slightly confused.

"Don't you mean 'oh my god'?" Anna asked, as Clare raised an eyebrow.

"No, aunt Ann. It's a term that one uses when-" again Noel was cut off, but not by Clare this time.

"OH MY GOSH!! Less is gone!" Carol announced. Making Noel sigh,

"Didn't I just say that?" she said as they reached the Weasley tent.

This time Kris leaned back,

"don't worry everybody. We're almost at the Weasleys'." He said too soon. They where standing infront of an open tent.

"KRIS!" Arthur appeared with his arms open.

"It's been a long time." Kris said as they exchanged "manly" hugs. Ron walked out of the tent with Harry, who looked slightly confused at the sudden appearance of the Heirros' and company.

Clare rolled her eyes at this.

"Cause ya' know, they didn't just come over for 4th of July a few weeks ago." She said smiling slightly from the experience.

Noel looked over at her,

"You do know that 4th of July was a month and a half ago." Clare blinked slightly at the comment. Anna looked around, slightly confused.

"So Molly isn't here?" she asked disappointedly.

Arthur turned around towards Anna, spotting Ron and Harry walk over to Clare. But she didn't exactly notice him.

"Oh I'm sorry I forgot to tell you she had other things to do." He said slightly baffled that he forgot.

Ron turned around mid-tent opening. He turned back and yelled,

"The Heirrios' are here!" Almost in a flash everyone appeared out of the doorway to see them.

Ginny introduced Hermione as Ron introduced Harry. Clare blushed slightly when the twins appeared behind her and rested their arms on her head.

"You're still a great arm rest." They said in unison. Clare dropped down, causing them to fall. As they tried to get up she put some ice down their shirts, that she somehow pulled out from…who knows where.

Carol and Ron laughed at this, holding their stomachs as the twins twitched slightly trying to get the ice cubes out of there shirts.

Almost at once everyone was reminded of something.

"Less is gone!" Clare said, noticing that their was no one to high five for that. Noel slapped her in frustration.

"Do I have to repeat myself!"

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For some odd reason Less had separated from the group. Oh, she saw something shiny…

Less walked around aimlessly for a while, after she separated from the group. At first she panicked, and then she started to relax. So she just thought it would be a good idea to just, walk.

After a few minutes of walking she was distracted by another, shiny object. That happened to be someone's head, which resulted into her colliding into them.

"OAF!" Less shouted when her butt contacted the ground. She opened her eyes and almost couldn't breathe at what she saw.

"Watch where you're going!" The boy across from her yelled, tucking a lose blonde lock behind his ear. Lessien Notri for once could not find the strength to stand up and curse at him for being an ass hole.

He blinked, as his eyebrows raised. "Are you daft?" He asked, while he stood up, brushing off his black attire.

Less shook her head, waking from her dazed state. She looked up at the boy; he was looking around as if he was trying to find someone. Less attempted to stand, still staring at him, though he didn't notice. "Just suprised that someone like you would be rude enough to not help a girl that fell, which was entirely your fault. Now help me up!"

Suprised at the girl's outgoingness, he quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her to a standing position. Now it was him that looked like he was daft; never in his life had a girl really talked to him like a person. They all either drooled or stuck their noses up at him. She looked around quickly. "Where am I?"

"Close to the forest... you shouldn't be near here. There's something that's going to go on... What's your blood?" Draco was frantic. This girl was able to keep a strait mind, he wasn't going to let her die.

Less, on the other hand, was slightly baffled. This blond seemed... really random. "Pure of course. Who are you?" Draco let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

"Draco!" Less turned her head to see an older looking man walk towards him, Less also forgot how to breathe when he approached. The man was a much older looking version of the boy she bumped into. "Who is this... a new friend?"

Draco looked at his father with an unwavering gaze. "Yea." His look told his father something else. Although Less didn't know it, Draco signaled to his father that she was a pure-blood and proud of it. The older man smiled.

"Well hello, I am Lucius Malfoy. Pleasure to meet you."

"Lessein Notri."

"I do hope we meet again, love. Draco? We have unfinished business to attend to." Lucius held Less's hand, kissing it as a nobleman would do. She was once again rendered speechless.

Before she knew it she was alone again and staring at the spot they where both standing in.

"Damnit…" She mumbled, realizing that she totally blanked out and didn't notice that they left. Then she noticed a note that fell on the floor.

Lessein We will meet again. Promise. DM

Draco must have used a spell, much like the quick write quill, to write the note and drop it inconspiculously as he left. She held it tightly and felt horrible depressed, for some odd reason.

"What's wrong?" Less turned her head, looking at the girl behind her. The first thing she noticed was her icy blue eyes.

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There was a loud sobbing on the couch. Noel sighed trying to "comfort" her cousin as the girl was attached to her, her face glued to her shoulder.

"SHE SLIPPED AWAY! RIGHT UNDER OUR TOES!!" Clare half shouted half sobbed in Noel's thin black jacket.

George sighed, wanting to comfort her from across the room. But her sobbing and over-reacted shouting scared him slightly. His brother on the other hand was about to rip his ears off in annoyance.

Just as Fred was about to stuff his sock in the sobbing girls mouth, Kris and Arthur burst through the door. Everyone turned, waiting for the news. Clare shot up, across the room in a flash. Anna and Ginny appeared from the other room.

"Where is she?!" Clare grabbed her father's arms, looking up at him with concern in her eyes, which made her seem over dramatic. He shook his head, which caused his daughter to run back over to Noel and continued to sob frantically. In the process she almost knocked Noel off the couch.

Ron blinked as he entered the tent.

"Uh, so I take it you guys didn't find anything either." Both the adults shook their heads as Hermione, Harry, and Carol walked in.

"Everyone has to cheer up. We may meet her at the games later." Arthur spoke as Clare slid down the couch half of her body on the floor, and the other half still lay across the couch.

"I need to go read some of my romantic tragedy books….or mangas'." She slowly got up and walked across the hall into a random room, that didn't even have her books and lay down on the bed. Without realizing that Clare walked into his room, Ron walked over to make himself a sandwich.

Noel positioned herself on the couch comfortably as her cousin got off her, her eyes narrowed slightly. Everyone in the room was silent until Kris got up again.

"I'll go look again." Clare suddenly burst from Ron's room. In which Ron almost dropped his sandwich in suspicion of how and why she was there.

"Me too!" She declared in a tan trench coat, black rimmed glasses, matching tan hat, and magnifying glass. Ron blushed slightly as he stammered,

"Why are you wearing- my clothes?" Everyone looked at him with opened mouths. Except for Clare who looked around oblivious to everyone's expression.

Ginny raised an eyebrow slightly, "Ron. May I ask why you brought that with you?" Hermione continued,

"Or why you have it." The twins grinned slightly to the comment.

Ron shrugged awkwardly.

"I don't know." Everyone rolled their eyes.

Clare made her way across the room to the entrance of the tent.

"You guys coming?" She asked as she lifted the opening slightly.

Noel sighed and got off the couch as Carol sat down on it.

"I'll go, you'll probably trip over an ant and knock down several tents while you're out there." Kris sighed, and Arthur stood up.

"All right, just don't lag to far behind. If you're lost, then we may never find you." At that comment George stood up, blushing slightly.

"I-I'll go too." Clare nodded as she looked around the room for more volunteers. Fred's jaw almost dropped to the floor.

"WHAT?!" He asked his brother, who ignored him and walked to the tent entrance. Fred sighed in defeat. He scratched his red hair, sighting a bit.

"Fine, I guess I'm going too." Clare's eyes light up slightly at this.

"All right if that's all the volunteers then let's hustle!" She announced quickly before rushing out the tent door.

Noel sighed as she scurried after her cousin, the twins blinked slightly as Hermione and Ginny stood up to join the hunt.

"Wasn't she just in tears a moment ago?" Fred asked, slightly dumbfounded.

Hermione brushed past him shrugging a bit.

"I don't know. I'm only going because this may be interesting." Both her and Ginny stared back at George, though Ginny almost was about to burst into a fit of laughter, which ironically made George shudder.

Though Fred didn't seem to notice it as he headed out of the tent, George shook his head as he rushed out the door behind them. Kris and Arthur looked back.

"Aren't you coming?" Arthur asked Ron who shrugged on the couch, with his sandwich. He chewed a bit, not waiting until he swallowed to respond.

Just as he was about to speak Hermione rushed back in and dragged him out the room. He dropped his sandwich in the process of being dragged away.

"NWUU! Mie saghuisch!" Harry stifled a laugh as he walked behind them slowly. Trying to keep Ron from aiding his wounded sandwich.

Carol sighed from the couch. Waving 'bye' to her uncle, who left the room before Hermione dragged Ron-successfully- out the tent.

Anna sat herself on the couch, next to her niece. There was a long silence before Anna broke it.

"I bet you 20 she'll end up with Fred." She eyed her niece challengingly.

"I bet you it's George." Carol shifted over, closer to her aunt, who grinned at her.

"It's a deal then." They both shook hands, grinning at each other.

"All right then." Carol said leaning back on her side of the couch. Silence took over again.

A few minutes went by before Anna stood up.

"Want a sandwich?" She asked, picking up Ron's on the floor and throwing it in the trash bin next to her.

"Sure, just not the one Ron was eating." They both laughed slightly at the comment.

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The next Chapter should be up soon, seeing as how Less is writing it. Clare's chapters will undoubtedly take forever. Ciao for now! - Less

Ceena(Clare): Hey!!! I'm not that slow... I only started...counts fingers I don't know... Oh simetime before halloween!

Ron: Yea, that's not THAT long. I mean really Ceena. Halloween wasn't, ya know... A month a go or anything. (is completely sarcastic.)

Ceena: (ignores) Anyway, I decided half way through the fanfic-with the help of my cousin-to change her sisters name to Carol, instead of my name for her, which was Kathy. Long story to that sudden change of events. So, if any of the "Kathy" names still there, that means I did a sucky job editing...-.-

Hemione: That's okay. It's not as bad as Ronil Wazlib.

Ceena: XD Well, now that this chapters over with, in a day or so Less will update! .

Ron: That totally wasn't my fualt...-.-

Ceena: Hey... I just realized I didn't give Harry any lines...at all. -.-

Harry: Yes, why?

Ceena: (shrugs) Beats me. Oh, I'm not sure if Less' last name is "Notri", or "Notli" because I...can't remember and oddly enough Less edited this. So... I'm gonna post it anyway. . I'll probably forget when she gets back online.