Chapter 1: Wrong Room!

"God Sasha, can you go any bloody slower?" Hermione complained.

"Geez Mi, don't know why you always have such a stick up your ass!"

"Well, because of you, we're already 15 minutes late to catch the train and as head girl-"

"You can't be late because everyone thinks you're perfect, WE KNOW!"

In case you're wondering, that is a typical conversation between my sister and I. Sure Hermione and I may be twins but we are nothing alike. Hermione has long, frizzy hair, she's an overachiever, the teachers pet and basically a real thorn in my side. I try to just be more chill, with my shoulder length, black waves, and I get pretty good grades, after all I am a Ravenclaw (to this day I think Hermione is still pissed about me making Ravenclaw and not her) but the teachers don't care for me, I've been compared to the Weasley twins which in my opinion is an honor.

We finally arrived at the Hogwarts express. Hermione was already dressed in her robes with the Head girl badge pinned to her front (not gonna lie, the "Head Girl" jokes still haven't gotten old) meanwhile I was wearing jeans with an N.E.R.D. shirt and black chucks. I handed my luggage to the assistant and then went in search for the group. My group is most definitely NOT "The Golden Trio", personally I find Harry to be a bit full of himself and Ron is just plain whiny. My group consists of Padma Patil, Christine Foxx, Terry Boot and Evan Rose. I love my friends to death and would honestly do anything for them.

"Hey, well if it isn't the Anti-Hermione now!" Christine shrieked, running over to embrace me.

"Girl have you already been into the firewhiskey?" I asked.

"Maybe." She giggled, Terry flashed a small silver flask out of his pocket.

"Oh hell yeah! Now we're talking!" I walked over and stole the flask from Terry, taking a greedy swig.

"Woah, slow down there, we don't want another Christmas party incident." Evan joked.

"Last I checked, you were the one hugging the toilet by the end of the night!"

"But I didn't make out with Justin Finch-Fletchy now did I?"

"Hey, shut up! He's pretty hot for a Hufflepuff!" Padma added in.

We spent the next hour talking about our summers and basically just taking shots and having a good time.

"You guys, I think I'm gonna go check on my sister for a bit."

'You feeling alright Sash?" Christine asked.

"Yeah, I just gotta make sure she remembered to pack my potions book."

I walked out of the compartment and strolled down to the end of the train, the second from the end. I tried to open it but it was locked.

"Alohamora." I whispered. The door creaked open. There before me was Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson full on snogging on the couch.

"What the fuck? What are you doing here Mudblood?" Malfoy demanded.

"Sorry, wrong room!" I replied, quickly slamming the door. I went to the compartment next to Malfoy's and slid the door open.

"It's about time you got here."

"Now, now Theo, patience is a virtue." I joked. Theodore Nott and I had been secretly dating since April of last year. We met in Umbridge's little group, which I'd joined just to piss off Hermione. Theo is honestly one of the hottest guys in all of Hogwarts, I mean with his 6"2' stature, his inky black hair, deep brown eyes and olive skin, what's not to like? Plus he doesn't seem as bad as the rest of the Slytherins, he doesn't care that I'm a "mudblood", or that my parents are two of the richest Muggles in London, next to the Royal Family.

Theo pulled me towards him, kissing me on the lips softly, however the soft kiss soon turned into something more hungry and with depth. The feeling of his tongue inside my mouth still sends shivers up my spine, it seems like the fact that we're sneaking around makes everything so much hotter.

"So how was your summer?" He whispered in my ear.

"It was amazing, but would've been better if I could've seen you."

"Well I'm here now."

"Mmm, that you are." I pushed him onto the couch, we began making out even more. We were having quite the good time when suddenly there was a knock on the compartment door.

"Oy! Nott, are you finished changing yet? Draco's locked himself up with Pansy and Crabbe and Goyle are harassing the trolley witch again and personally I'm bored stiff!"

"Shit! It's Blaise!" Theo whispered.

"What should we do?"

"Act 2 or 4?"

"4, I love being a bitch."