The Hogwarts express had arrived per schedule, and was immediately flooded with the hustle and bustle of students; both old and new boarding. In the background stood their parents; each pair with a different facial expression. Some had a look of pride; some cried and sobbed with joy and sorrow. Some even looked happy to be rid of their children. But none the less, every child felt that they were heading towards their real home...Hogwarts.
"Now remember Isis; if anyone tries to touch you then just call us and we'll kick his heart out." The young man who spoke was sixth year Ravenclaw student, Logan Williams. Logan's black hair was cut short and close to his head, in a "fade" style. His milk chocolately skin was barely visible through his wizarding robes, with the exception of his head. He possessed a lean figure, which went along well with his occupation as seeker for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team.
"And then we can jinx him into oblivion." The second voice belonged to another sixth year, a Gryffindor student named Dante Williams. There wasn't much family resemblance between Logan and Dante, but that was because Logan was adopted into Dante's family when he was nine. Unlike Logan's short hair, Dante's hair was long and dark brown, although he kept it in tightly rolled micro braids. It was currently kept in a ponytail that just barely touched his shoulders, with a thick braid hanging down his face and dangling in his left eye. Like his adoptive brother, he too had an athletic body with milk chocolately skin, which went perfectly with his position as Gryffindor's seeker. Dante's eyes slanted just slightly upward, and were a stunning shade of hazel. Not only that, but the small beauty mark under his right eye helped bring attention to them. Isis simply rolled her eyes at her brothers, while straightening out the Hufflepuff symbol on her robes.
Isis was significantly younger than her brothers, and her body showed it. She had just begun to show signs of puberty, which left her very eager to continue her aging process. Isis' hair was currently worn in a tight bun to block her hair from getting into her eyes. She returned her brown eyes back to their rightful position, and stared intently into her brothers. She didn't inherit their father's slightly slanted eyes, but she did inherit their mother's beauty mark under her right eye, like Dante.
"Bloody hell, you two are embarrassing." She quipped.
"Bloody hell? Her first swear!" Dante mock wept with pride at this. "Only a second year, but she's swearing at a fourth year level." Logan wiped fake tears out of his eyes after Dante's statement.
"Mum and dad would be so proud." Logan added, which only served to further annoy their little sister. She said nothing at this point, but simply stormed off down the hallway to find her friends. "It's fun messing with her." The two then headed down the opposite end of the train, searching for their special compartment. The duo, along with their other group of closest friends sat in the same compartment every year; a compartment that Dante jinxed to always appear full although it was secretly empty. Once they arrived, they found themselves in the presence of two females.
"Took you two long enough. I saw you get on the train ages ago." The first female, Ravyn Crowe spoke.
"Oh Ravyn, you know how boys are. Their tiny brains probably turned to mush over the summer. I'm sure they got lost." The second female, Mariella Covas teased, before joning Ravyn in snickering. The two sixth year Slytherins were collectively referred to as the Basilisk sisters, although they were not related by blood. Ravyn Crowe had hair the same color as her namesake, which was kept in layers just at her shoulders. Today it was currently streaked with green; in honor of her return to her Slytherin sisters and brothers. Her eyes were a majestic orangish-red hue that seemed to terrify most. Ravyn's outer appearance could be described as a cross between Asian and European. She was a rather tan girl, without having that artificial look to her skin. Ravyn was shorter than average in height but she was over all toned while still possessing those appealing feminine curves guys go crazy for. She has aristocratic facial features accustomed to European purebloods and her eyes are almond shaped.
Mariella, on the other hand, was a completely different person physically. Her hair was a reddish brown, and felt gently upon her shoulders; silk to touch and very well locks frame her heart shaped face. Her eyes were a shade of light brown and were an almond shape, an 'Egyptian' look coming to mind when one looked at them. She had a small nose that seems to fit her petite-ness, her nose centered on her face. Mariella's lips are full on the bottom with it being just a tad slimmer on the top lip, an overall even cute look. Her soft lips were a color swimming right in the middle of red and pink, her pearly whites glowing against the color. Mariella only stood at five feet and five inches; a very petite woman. She had a slim form, toned from years of play and exercise with other kids approved by her parents in addition to dance. Her chest was good for her size, an even C cup, although not too big to where they are a great pain to the woman. To top all of this off, Mariella had a caramel complexion.
"We were talking to our sister, birdbrain." Dante often poked fun at Ravyn's avian origin name. "And Mariella Darling, my brain is perfectly fine and still as sharp as the sword of Gryffindor. I thought you'd be able to notice that from my letters this summer.
"Fine. Logan's brain turned to mush. And the only thing Dante can still focus on is writing poetry. But you still got lost." She quipped.
"When are you two going to date?" Logan chimed into the conversation. "I bet Tyy that I could catch you two snogging before this year is up."
"Dante couldn't handle me. He's too much of a sweetie. I'm surprised he wasn't put into Hufflepuff." Mariella caught Ravyn's smirk from the corner of her eye, and threw her a look that said "shut up." The two had developed their own personal system of non-verbal communication.
"And Mariella couldn't handle me. I'd have her so crazy in love, she'd end up in an insane asylum." Dante and Logan high-five each other after that comment.
"I bet that they'd be married by the time our Hogwarts reunion rolled around. The ferocity of the lion and the cunning of a snake...you two would be a Basilisk couple. Or maybe just a dragon." A new person entered the compartment and sat beside his fellow Slytherin companion Ravyn. Alexander Wells, the newcomer, was a rather tall and tan individual. His brown hair was currently cut short, but it was still long enough to curl slightly at the bottom of his neck. Alexander was rare, because he possessed central heterochromia in both his eyes; dark green on the outside but an extreme difference in how light the green was in his eyes towards the center. "You know, six years on this train and I still find it laughable that muggles haven't noticed the platform. You'd think someone would end up slipping up and let someone see them pass through by now."
"They did. Our third year. They just wiped the poor bugger's memory though." The sixth member of their seven member group, collectively referred to as the Doomsday squad had appeared. They were called that because of their reputation of being talented, but extremely mischievous wizards and witches. Whoever was on their bad side generally were doomed; teachers, parents, and students alike even if it was unjustified. However, Carla Levi, the newly arrived Ravenclaw sixth year, was the most well behaved one. She did end up in detention her fair share of times like the rest of them however. Carla was a petite woman, like Mariella, although her frame was slightly curvier. She was very tan, which was further highlighted by her wavy, brunette hair that fell just slightly past her shoulders. She was actually a bit shorter than Mariella. However, the most captivating thing about Carla was her eyes; being only a shade darker than lavender.
"Looks like Tyy is the unlucky one this year." Ravyn pointed out. Their compartment was actually only big enough to seat six, because of all their luggage and pets. But the problem was that they had a party of seven. Every year since they formed their group in the fourth year, someone was stuck standing. Last year Ravyn was stuck standing on the way to Hogwarts, while Lex was on the way back.
"Damn..." Tyy had finally made it to the compartment; his head hung in shame. Tyy was built like an American football player; muscular arms and legs with an average chest and stomach. Tyy's right pupil was gray due to it being false, but the actual irises of both his eyes were hazel. His skin was a shade darker than Dante's, but still several shades lighter than his black hair, which was currently in a twist pattern. He sighed, while straightening the Hufflepuff symbol that was stitched into his robes. He then walked into the center of the compartment and took a standing position. "We really should make this compartment bigger..."
The group spent the train ride catching up with each other and that they had did over the summer. Dante had spent most of his summer hanging out with Logan, and exchanging letters with Mariella. Although he would never tell her, it was one of his favorite parts of the summer. Whenever Logan wasn't with Dante, he had been attempting to find his birth parents; although he had no luck. Mariella had stayed with Ravyn for two weeks out of the summer, which was how Ravyn found out about her swapping letters with Dante. Other than that, the two Slytherin girls spent most of their time with their respective pure blooded families and practicing how to terrorize other students. Lex and Tyy both ran into each other by chance, while on a surprise visit to watch a Quidditch match. It was there that they finally realized why Carla was so rich. The Levi's were actually stadium designers, who got paid to design and build both magical and muggle stadiums.
Once the train finally stopped, Tyy breathed a sigh of relief. It was much harder to stand on a moving train than it was on a stationary one. "Say, I've got an idea..." Ravyn began; stroking her chin mischievously. "How about we have ourselves a little...broomstick race to the great hall."
"No way! I'm the only one who doesn't play Quidditch. I won't win." Carla was the first to object. Technically, Alexander didn't play Quidditch either, but that was by choice only and not due to lack of ability. He had been offered a position multiple times, but he continuously turned it down.
"Well then let's make it fair. Whoever comes in last has to pay for the winner's meal during our first trip to Hogsmeade. That's fair right?" Dante mainly suggested this for two reasons. The first being that since he was a seeker, along with Logan, the two were a bit faster on their brooms than the others. And also because if Carla did come in last, it wouldn't have mattered because she was so rich that giving up money was relatively easy to give up for her.
"Still no! I don't want to lose." Carla crossed her arms and scowled slightly.
"You don't have to come in first; you just have to not be last. Let's put it to a vote. Yay or nay?" Tyy raised his hand up after his own short speech. Everyone else except for Carla followed his lead after that. "The yay's have it." Carla muttered something under her breath, before ultimately giving up. The group then peered out of their compartment; finding that the train was completely empty.
"Perfect for racing." Logan commented, with a grin. The seven all lined up in a row, each with broom sticks in hand. That was when Alexander whispered something to Mariella, whom was standing beside him.
"I think that's a darling idea, Lex." Mariella and Alexander were obviously cooking up something, which was never good. Whenever any of the group joined forces with one another, trouble was always shortly behind that.
"I'll do the count. On your marks..." Tyy began. The entire group adjusted their grip on their brooms. The carriage was too narrow for all of them to be on their brooms, so it would be a mad sprint out the door and onto their brooms. "Get set..." Each of them leaned forward, as if to gain some extra boost of speed. "Launch!" As soon as Tyy shouted that, both Alexander and Mariella whipped their wands out and faced Logan and Dante, respectively.
"Stupify!" Mariella flicked her wand at her target.
"Confundo!" Once Alexander released his spell, he went to enter in the mad sprint along with the others.
"Protego!" The duo both shouted summoning a small invisible barrier that knocked the spells out of view. When they both looked up however, everyone, even Carla, had managed to escape the train and start the race. The two began on a mad sprint towards the door, while cursing the entire Slytherin house under their breaths. Dante was a bit faster than Logan both physically and on a broom, but he was a bit more of a show off. Logan was a bit stronger physically, and his cornering was a lot better than Dante's. As they approached the door to the train, Dante dropped his broom on the ground while starting to get a head of Logan slightly. He then dived into the air, while shouting "Accio broom"; performing the summoning spell on his broom and went off into the air, with Logan nearly neck to neck with him.
The two seekers first passed Carla, which placed her in last. It was then that the group noticed that they were now putting on a performance instead of a regular race. Onlookers from down below on the group had been cheering and staring at the seven in awe. They were, at the very least, entertaining. The Williams brothers next came upon Tyy, who was only a keeper in Quidditch. Since his position was more stationary than the others, he needed to have quick reflexes but not be exactly quick on his broom stick. Once the two approached him however, he did go about trying to grab their broomsticks and knock them off course. This failed however, and the two still passed him. Shortly after that, they came upon Mariella and Ravyn, whom had been battling to get ahead of each other. Mariella was a bit faster than Ravyn on the broom due to her position as chaser, where as Ravyn was a beater. However, that meant she was much more skilled at broom combat out of anyone in their group.
"Now Mariella!" Ravyn called out, while she dropped low out of the sky. Mariella then sent a jinx flying at the two males whom had been riding side by side. Dante sprung off his broom and into the air; allowing his body to pass over the spell while his broom went under it. Logan instead took a sharp turn downward and not only dodged the spell but nearly tricked Ravyn into flying into it. Each of them came to a halt however, when they saw Alexander flying the opposite way towards them.
"Run! She's on to us!" Just as Carla and Tyy caught up to the rest of the group, the head master appaparated onto a nearby building. She had a slender body, which was in rather remarkable shape for a woman well into her older years. Her hair was completely gray and kept in a tight ponytail, and her eyes were a listful gray. Currently, it seemed like the headmaster was so infuriated that her eyeballs danced like flames in the wind. She raised her wand, and with a quick flick of her wrist, all of their brooms were under her command. She eased them down onto the ground, while appearing before her.
"After the feast. My office." Ivana Kirikias, the current headmaster of Hogwarts snapped.
"To be assigned detention right. Yeah, yeah can't we just go straight there? It's in the same place every year..." Tyy argued.
In unison, the group spoke, "Downstairs across from the potions room, and two doors down." They each had been there far too many times than they should have been.
"Fine. Report to detention after the feast." And with that, headmaster Kirikias disapparated away. The barriers at Hogwarts made it impossible to apparate into Hogwarts or out of Hogwarts. However, it was possible to apparate within Hogwarts to most locations within Hogwarts. And this year was the year that their group would finally learn how to do that.
"Who won?" That one little question asked by Ravyn was enough to set the entire group off. Alexander claimed it was him, because he was in front for the longest until he saw the headmaster. Dante claimed it was him, because he managed to get in front of everyone after Alexander came hightailing back. Finally, they had decided that it would be a tie and they went on to the great hall.
When they came down to detention, they were surprised to find not the detention handler, Mr. Lurk, but the headmaster herself. "To what do we owe this honor?" Mariella's voice was laced with sarcasm, despite her smile.
"I have an idea. Instead of detention, this year I'm going to make your talents be placed to good use. Each of you will be assigned to join one of the clubs in addition to Quidditch and your actual classes. "Each of them groaned rather loudly, but in the end they knew that ultimately, they would have no choice but to join. "Alexander Bastion Wells will be assigned to join the Ancient Runes Expeditions, whom meet every Tuesday evening. Carla Levi will be assigned to join Animagus in training, which meets every Wednesday evening. Dante Icarus Williams, you will join Dueling club, which meets every Thursday. Logan Poseidon Williams will be joining the young spell makers who gather every Friday. Mariella Alejandro Covas, you must join the potion masters club, which meets on Saturday mornings."
"...Wench..." Mariella muttered under her breath upon finding out that her club meets on Saturdays when they have no class.
"Ravyn Stone Crowe, you will be helping out with caring for the magical creatures on Sunday afternoons." Ravyn sucked her teeth loudly, but didn't say a word. "And Tyy...hm, you know what, I still can never remember your last name. Well, regardless. Tyy will be helping the Herbology department in hunting for supplies Monday mornings or evenings depending on when they need you. Now everyone is dismissed. Get to bed now, or you'll be in even more trouble for missing curfew."
The group walked off angrily, before splitting to go to their individual houses; Dante and Tyy were alone since they were the only Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, respectively. The seven were all tired, and besides, classes started tomorrow as well. They needed their rest if they planned on causing any mischief.