And finally, though out a bit later than I'd have liked, Chapter Two! And as for the reason that its out so late... I haven't been able to get on the computer for a few weeks so I haven't updated. Hopefully Chapter Three will be out a bit quicker than this one, but I have no guaruntees. So, I hope you enjoy! Read and review! And also if this is your first time reviewing, review Chapter One as well. Please.


'Follow me.' The voice was soft. Trembling. Lily could see a world of faint colors and sharp lines around her. 'Follow me.' She turned her head. A figure stood in front of her, cloaked in darkness. 'Help me!' it cried. 'I can't get out!'

But she couldn't—she couldn't move. 'I can't help you!' Lily shouted, noiseless. 'I can't move!'

'That's what everyone thinks,' the voice said sadly, a pair of bottomless eyes suddenly in her focus. 'They can't move beyond. They need help.'

'Where are you taking me?' she said, aware that her legs were moving against her will. 'Let me go!'

'The other side,' the voice whispered, fading away. 'Cross the divide and you will see.' And it left, leaving Lily only with faint whispers begging for help, or maybe it was just the wind.


"Lily," a new voice said. "Lily, it's time to get up."

Lily groaned, rolling over to block out the voice.

"Come on," it said, laughing. "Up you get!"

"Five more minutes," she mumbled wearily.

"That's what you said five minutes ago. Up!" And with that, Lily found herself without a blanket.

Lily sat up, shrieking. "Give those back!" she shouted.

"No. It's nearly nine thirty, and we have a Tappy coming at ten," Mrs. Lexington said.

"A tappy?" Lily asked, confused.

"Yes, one of those things Muggles use to get places.

"Tappy…" Lily murmured, thinking. "Oh! A Taxi!"

"Yes, that's the one!" Mrs. Lexington said cheerfully. "The clothes you set out are on the desk; your trunk's already downstairs. Get dressed and come down for a quick breakfast." And with that, she left.

Lily rolled her eyes, smiling. Just like her to get such a…Muggle way of travel, she thought. Better get ready, though. I don't have much time. She dressed in the faded jeans and white tank top that she had set on the desk, slipped on a pair of sandals, and darted downstairs.

"Good morning," she said cheerfully.

"Well, look who finally decided to climb out of the grave!" Michelle exclaimed.

"Ha, ha. Very funny," Lily said, snatching up a bagel from the plate on the counter and shoving it into her mouth.

"Now, we only have a few minutes," Mrs. Lexington said as Lily chewed her breakfast. "I've charmed your trunks to be lighter, so you won't have any trouble carrying them around.

"What about the owls?" Sophia said thickly through a mouthful of oatmeal. "Won't the tappy man wonder?"

"Taxi," Lily said, rolling her eyes.

"Whatever," Sophia said, waving her hand dismissively. "It'll get me to King's Cross either way."

"Muggles keep all sorts of strange pets. This won't be any different," Mrs. Lexington explained. Lily suppressed a laugh.

She chewed in silence for a few minutes, memorizing the room one last time before she left for Hogwarts.

The taxi ride, though a bit confusing at first, worked out fairly well. The driver was rather bemused to see three owls in his taxi, but he was fairly accepting once Lily gave him his pay, accompanied by a substantial tip. They arrived at King's Cross with eighteen minutes to spare.

"Write every week," Mrs. Lexington said, hugging her daughter goodbye.

"I will, Mum," Sophia said, rolling her eyes.

"You want me to write too, Mrs. Lexington?" Lily grinned.

"Yes, that would be nice."

"All right, I'll write you sometimes."

"Good. And if you don't want to return home for Christmas, you're always welcome with us," she said.

"Thanks," Lily said, giving her surrogate mother one last hug.

"Have fun, and good luck!" she called over her shoulder, leaving Lily, Michelle, and Sophia standing by the barrier.

"Yes, fun," Sophia grumbled. "Absolute bullocks, not with O.W.L.s breathing on our necks."

Lily laughed. "Come on. We should board the train now."

"And here's to another year," Sophia said, picking up her trunk and disappearing into the barrier.

"Here goes," Lily said, preparing to follow. "You coming?" she said, turning to Michelle, who was facing the other way.

"Oh. Yeah," Michelle said, brought back to attention.

"Okay, well I'll see you. I have to go in the Prefect's compartment. Here goes nothing," she said, closing her eyes and sliding through the brick wall dividing Platforms 9 and 10.

Platform 9 ¾ was its usual bustle of color and noise. Older students were talking and laughing, greeting old friends, and first years were looking upon the hubbub with apprehension and no small amount of fear, being hugged goodbye by their tearful parents.

Lily smiled; the familiarity was reassuring, and Hogwarts was where she felt most at home, and made her way onto the train. The train was noisy and very full, but Lily managed to push through to the front of the train.

The fifth year prefect compartment was directly across from the Head compartment, and in front of the sixth year prefect compartment. The seventh year compartment occupied the space behind the Head's compartment.

The compartment was about half full. It appeared that the Slytherin and Hufflepuff prefects had not yet arrived; however, the Ravenclaw prefects and Remus Lupin were already there.

"Hey!" Lily said, sinking into the seat beside Remus.

"Lily!" he cried, looking up from his copy of the Daily Prophet. "It's great to see you again," he said, giving her a quick hug.

"Likewise, she said, shifting into a more comfortable position. A cough made her look up; the two Ravenclaw prefects were staring at her expectantly. She didn't know the name of either.

"I'm Lily Evans," she said, hoping for them to give their names.

"Brenna Kibble," the girl said, smiling slightly.

"Conrad Bellamy," the boy said, nodding.

"I'm Remus Lupin," Remus said, taking his cue. "It's nice to meet both of you."

Conrad had neat, light brown hair parted evenly in the middle, and chocolate brown eyes.

Brenna, though not traditional looking, was attractive in her own right. She had blue-black hair almost reaching her shoulders, and ice-blue, almond shaped eyes. Her lips were naturally curved in an amused smile that seemed to reach her eyes.

"Do you by any chance have a brother?" Remus said, studying Conrad closely.

"Yeah," he said, grinning. "Palmer. We're twins. He looks a lot like me."

"So its not you that looks like him?" Lily said, smiling.

"Nah, I'm three minutes older."

Suddenly the door slid open, and the Slytherin prefects entered. Alanna Darcy and Adonis Iven were among the more popular of the Slytherin. Alanna had slate-gray eyes and white-blonde hair that had the appearance of being brushed for hours on end. Adonis had an overly confident air about him, with dark hair and eyes and wealthy parents.

Adonis opened his mouth to say something, most likely insulting either Lily or Remus, but before he could, the door slid open and a Hufflepuff girl called Ida Hitchens entered.

"Hi," she said, smiling cheerfully. "Kean should be here soon, I saw him just a minute ago." Kean Lovell was a fifth-year Hufflepuff, who Lily presumed was Hufflepuff's other prefect. Sure enough, less than a minute later, he walked in and slid into the seat between Lily and Ida.

"Hello," he said to Lily and Remus before turning his attention to Ida, who leaned up against him. They must have started dating over the summer, Lily thought.

After that, the compartment fell fairly silent; none of them knew one another very well. Fortunately, it was only five minutes before the head students entered. Lily's heart seemed to drop out of her chest.

"Okay, I'm Darren Brians," the boy Lily had been fantasizing about all summer said. "I'm the new Head Boy."

"Isn't your first name Darius or something?" Adonis asked coldly.

"Well, yes, but everyone calls me Darren," he answered coolly.

"And I'm Roberta Conner, and I'm the Head Girl," his female counterpart said. "But call me Robbie." Robbie was a tiny girl, with her short dark hair in a pixie cut.

"Right. So, welcome to another year at Hogwarts," Robbie said. "This year will be your hardest yet, and as Prefects, you'll be expected to keep up and even excel. You'll be spending a lot of time with each other this year, so I suggest you learn each other's names."

"And we'd prefer it if you'd call each other by your first names," Darren said, his gaze shifting from Lily and Remus to Adonis and Alanna. "You start."

Lily swallowed. "I'm Lily Evans."

"I'm Remus Lupin," Remus said. "The other Gryffindor prefect."

"Conrad Bellamy, Ravenclaw."

"Brenna Kibble, also Ravenclaw," Brenna said.

"Alanna Darcy."

"Adonis Iven," he said, just as coldly as Alanna had.

"I am Ida Hitchens," Ida said, briefly breaking away from Kean's hold.

"And I'm Kean Lovell." The two quickly leaned back against each other.

Robbie grinned. "We're not going to have an official meeting yet. That won't happen until tomorrow, when all of the prefects meet. Today we just want to go over what you'll have to do this year, and answer questions. Do you want to start, Darren?"

"So first off, patrols," Darren said. "Curfew for first, second, and third years is at nine. Fourth years are nine-thirty, fifth and sixth years at ten, and seventh years at ten-thirty. Curfew on weekends is extended by half an hour.

"Patrols will rotate, but you'll still have to do patrols every night, for the most part. There are four shifts, so there will be two pairs patrolling at a time, and you'll patrol half an hour every night. Robbie and I patrol for about an hour. This will be done in pairs, and your partner will be the other prefect from your house and year. If a student is caught out of bed after curfew, you have the right to take points or give detention."

"Which brings us to our next point: punishment," Robbie said. "Prefects have the right to punish students for things like 'fraternization', magic in the hallway, breaking curfew, having things that are banned, cutting class, and general misbehavior. Obviously, we'll have to keep a record of this. Write down the name of the student, what they did, and the punishment given, since McGonagall needs to know about any and all punishments given. The same rule applies for giving points. You can't do any of this based on how much you like the person."

"Some of the prefect duties aren't as bad, though. You'll plan Hogsmeade visits; approve new clubs and organizations; and plan dances, balls, and other activities. We're not going to get into that right now, though—we'll have our first official Prefect meeting tomorrow. I think that's it," she said, her monologue winding down. "Unless I'm forgetting something…"

"Passwords," Darren said. "As prefects, you're responsible for passwords. Please decide a password with the other Prefect from your house, write them down, and give them to me."

"What should the password be?" Remus said, turning to Lily.

"How about…" she trailed off, thinking. "Ignigena praepes, maybe?"

"Latin, right?" Remus said. Lily nodded. "What does it mean?"

"I'm no good at Latin grammar, but I know the meanings of the separate words. 'Ignigena' means 'Born of fire' and 'praepes' means a bird of good omen."

"So essentially a phoenix?" Remus asked.

"Yes. But I think the word for phoenix in Latin actually is phoenix."

"All right, everyone have their passwords?" Robbie said. They all nodded. "Great. That's really it for right now. Darren and I have to meet with the other prefects, while you get to do your first patrols. All you need to do is check that everyone's found a compartment, no compartments are too full, no ones doing anything—you know what I mean—and no one is getting drunk or high."

"Remus and Lily, take the back quarter of the train. Ida and Kean, next quarter, Alanna and Adonis, next quarter, and Conrad and Brenna, this quarter. You can go find your friends when you're done. See you tomorrow!" and the two of them left.

"So I guess we'd better get started. James and Sirius wanted me to get back to the compartment as quickly as possible," Remus said, standing up.

"Right. And if the Great James and Sirius want something—" Lily said, following him out of the compartment.

"Lily," Remus said. "I know you hate them, but they're my friends."

"Okay, okay," Lily sighed. "I'm sorry, Remus."

"Apology accepted," he said, grinning. "Now how about we do the patrols?"

They didn't find anything wrong in the section of the train that they were required to patrol. Lily saw a group of seventh years that she suspected to be drunk, but as it appeared that the drinking had been done before they boarded the train, there was nothing she could do about it.

But then—"Oy! You there!" Lily yelled, striding up to a pair of Slytherins and a first year girl. The Slytherins turned around.

"Malfoy. Nott," she said, coolly nodding to the fifth year boys.

"Evans," Malfoy spat with contempt. "Got the badge, I see?"

"Yes," she said evenly.

"Pity," he said. "Such a shame that they're putting Mudbloods in positions of authority. If only there were a competent Headmaster—"

"Shut it!" Lily said heatedly. "I'll be telling Professor McGonagall about this, so don't be surprised when you lose some points."

"Lily," Remus said, laying a hand on her arm. "It's fine. Let Darcy and Iven deal with it. They're supposed to patrol this area."

"Like they're really going to do anything about this!" she retorted.

"Listen to Lupin, Evans," Malfoy drawled. "He's not a Mudblood, he knows what he's talking about."

"Ten points from you!" she yelled. "And it'll be more later."

"Lily, come on!" Remus said, gently pulling her away. Malfoy and Nott laughed. "And you, come with us," he said more kindly, nodding to the girl standing there watching them with wide eyes. She obliged, following Remus and Lily away from Malfoy.

"What's your name?" Lily said kindly.

"Melissa Prewett," she said, nervously tugging on her bright red hair.

"Oh!" Lily said, comprehension dawning. "Are you related to a Molly Prewett?"

"She's my older sister," Melissa said, a bit more confidently. "You know her?"

"She was in her seventh year when I was in first year," Lily said. "Why don't we find you a compartment? Here," she said, seeing a compartment that looked to be full of first years.

"Thanks," Melissa said.

"No problem. See you at the Sorting. And if you ever need anything, just find me. My name is Lily Evans."

"All right, I will," Melissa said, nodding. "See you."

"I guess I'll see you at the Sorting too, then," Remus said. "I think I saw Sophia and Michelle in the third section, I guess you'll want to join them."

"Yeah," Lily said, a dry lump suddenly in her throat. "Yeah."

Lily found the compartment that Remus had mentioned. "Hey," she said, sitting down next to Michelle.

"Hey," she said. "How was the Prefect meeting?"

"Oh, it was all right," Lily yawned, helping herself to one of the Chocolate Frogs in the seat across from her, next to Sophia's sleeping form.

"The other Gryffindor prefect is Remus, of course," she said thickly. "And Conrad Bellamy and Brenna Kibble are the Ravenclaw prefects. "Ida Hitchens and Kean Lovell are Hufflepuff's, and—get this—Slytherin's are Alanna Darcy and Adonis Iven."

"Well, it's not like there were any other good options," Michelle said fairly. "Either way it'll be someone you don't like. If it weren't Iven, it'd be Malfoy, or Nott, or Snape, or Goyle. And if it weren't Darcy, it could have been Black or someone just as bad!"

"True," Lily said. They sat in silence for a few moments, swallowing sweets.

"I've heard that for Slytherin, they normally choose the names out of a hat," a soft voice said.

Lily turned; sitting in a seat by the door was a girl with long, dark hair, and blue-gray eyes that Lily recognized as a Gryffindor from her own year. Her last name was Gabriel, and Lily was shocked to find that she didn't know her first name.

"That wouldn't surprise me," Lily said. "I'm really embarrassed to be asking you this, but what's your name? Lauren Gabriel, right?"

"Close," she said, smiling a slight smile that didn't reach her eyes. "It's Larine. The pronunciation is similar, though."

"Thanks," Lily said. "I'm Lily."

"I know," Larine said, putting an end to all conversation and causing an awkward silence to boot.

And then the compartment door slid open. Michelle sat up a bit straighter. "Hello, Remus," she said quickly.

"Hi," he said, nodding briefly. Then he turned to Lily. "Just to warn you, James and Sirius are making their way down here.

"Great," she said rolling her eyes. "Is there any way to keep them out?"

"Evans, of course there isn't! You must not know us well enough," a slow drawl said. Lily looked up.

"You've certainly lost some weight, Black," Lily said, looking Sirius up and down. Up until that year, Sirius had been on the heavier side. "And I see you've gained some weight, Potter," she said to James, who had previously been even shorter than she and at least ten pounds lighter.

"See you haven't," he said, without missing a beat.

Sirius laughed. "Nice one, James!"

"What…" Lily murmured. James and Sirius laughed even harder. And then Lily saw that he was looking at her chest.

"Oh, shut up, Potter!" she said heatedly.

"But yes, I have lost some weight," Sirius said conversationally. "And its making me an even bigger hit with the ladies…"

"Bigger hit, my arse!" James scoffed. "I've been loads further than you!"

"Well, yes, if being farther than me means wanking more," Sirius said. "But you'll find that when most people say they've been further, it means with an actual person."

"Yeah? And like you've even had a girlfriend, let alone done anything."

"I'll have you know that I have!" Sirius said.

"Oh, come on, Black! By someone else, they mean an actual person! Your next-door neighbor's cat doesn't count!"

They must have noted Lily's look of disgust.

"We're joking, Evans!" James said scathingly. "Though I wouldn't expect you to know what a joke is."

Bloody pricks, she thought furiously. When they turned back to each other, bickering, she pulled out her wand and muttered a Severing Charm.

"How's that for a joke!" she shouted as they backed up.

"What in Merlin's name are you talking about, Evans?" Sirius said incredulously.

"Mate, I think she's talking about your hair," Remus said, an amused smile his face.

"My—my hair!" he wailed, bringing his hands up to his now short, choppy hair. James slowly drew his hands up to his own hair, looking shocked as he felt its shortness.

"Evans, you—you—"

"Wouldn't want to get yourself in detention now, would you, Potter?" Lily said nastily. "You might want to go get changed. "We'll be arriving soon."

The three stepped out of the compartment, surrounded by curses and Remus' reassuring whispers of "its okay, I know a hair-lengthening charm."


"Finally! We're here! For the whole train ride, I was cramped and hungry," Sophia complained.

"Fee, you were asleep the whole time," Lily reminded her.

"So? I'm hungry!"

"Do you ever think of anything except food?" Michelle asked jokingly.

"Of course!" Sophia said, pretending to be offended. "I also think about… well…okay, I only think about food!" she joked. "But is that really such a bad thing?"

"I suppose not," Michelle sighed.

"By the way, Fee," Lily said as an afterthought. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"Er, no?"

"The Sorting," Lily reminded her.

"Oh, right!" Sophia said, looking crestfallen.

"Its okay," Lily said comfortingly. "It won't take too long."

"Won't take too long, my arse," Sophia mumbled.


"Finally!" Sophia groaned as Korbella Zormuck was sorted into Ravenclaw.

"I would like to make a few announcements," Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, said as Professor McGonagall made her way to the seat to the right of his.

Sophia looked crestfallen. "However," he said, raising a hand to stave off the cries of protest. "They are not so important that they cannot be delayed. Staff and students, old and new, I welcome you to another year at Hogwarts. And now, eat!" With the last word, he raised both hands, and the tables filled with food. Dumbledore sat back down smiling, amid the chatter and laughter.

"Finally! We can eat!" Sophia yelled, brandishing a polished fork. "I've been starving the whole train ride!"

"Like I said, you were asleep the whole time," Lily admonished her.

"Details," she said noncommittally, waving the now potato-laden fork. Lily winced as small bits of food hit her.

"Fee, could you be a little more careful?" Lily sighed, wiping mashed potatoes from above her left eye.

"Sorry," she apologized through a mouthful of bread and butter.

"I don't know how you can eat so much food and not gain weight!" Michelle lamented. "I just have to look at a chocolate frog to gain three pounds!"

"Michelle, don't be ridiculous," Lily said, spooning thick tomato soup into her bowl. "For one, even though I know you're just using an expression, it takes 3000 calories to gain a pound. And your weight shouldn't even be an issue."

"Like hell it shouldn't," she grumbled.

"You're plenty thin," Lily said calmly. "Right, Fee?"

Sophia nodded, her attention not bestowed upon her friends. It was instead fixated at the Hufflepuff table.

"Wha—oh," Lily said, smiling as she saw the silent flirtations between Sophia and Jonah Snoughel, who was staring back at Sophia, clearly as interested as she was.

"Anyway," Lily said, turning back to Michelle. "You have nothing to worry about, as far as weight goes. You're really very thin."

"Not compared to you two," she said sullenly. "I must weigh what? Twenty, thirty more pounds than you?"

"Probably not that much," Lily said fairly. "And anyway, you're what? Five, six inches taller than me?"

"Still," Michelle said lamely.

"Michelle, you're not fat. Case closed."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," a new voice said.

"Black, go away!" Lily groaned.

"What?" he said. "I'm just participating in a friendly conversation among friends."

"You're not our friend," Lily said. "Where were we?"

"You were saying how Matthews has nothing to worry about weight-wise, and that she was plenty thin, and I was disagreeing," Sirius said.

"See? Black agrees with me!" Michelle said.

"With good reason!" he said, nodding vigorously.

"You've no right to say that!" Lily said indignantly.

"Like hell I don't. Oi! James!" he called over to his friend. James looked up over his glasses, smiled, and strutted over to them.

"You called?" he said.

"Yeah. We need a second opinion," he said. "I think Matthews here is a fat cow. Evans thinks otherwise. We need a tiebreaker. What do you think?"

"Hmm," James said, regarding Michelle with an indifferent eye. "I'd say fat cow is going a bit overboard."

"Cut the crap, Potter!" Sirius said, exasperated. "Who's side are you on, mine or Evans?"

"However," James said as if there had been no interruption whatsoever. "Matthews is a bit on the pudgy side. So yours, I guess."

"Why, you foul git!" Lily cried. "For one, we're sitting right here, and for two, that's not even remotely true!"

"Piss off, Evans," James said disinterestedly. "No one cares what you thinks."

"Hey, Potter," Sirius said, nudging James and jerking his head towards Hillary Welsh, a pretty, popular Gryffindor girl in their year.

"Hillary!" James said in a deep, mature voice.

"Oh, sod off—Potter?" she said incredulously. "James Potter, is that you?"

"The one and only," he said, a smirk coming over his face.

"I can't believe it!" she squealed. "Romeya, come over here!" she said, pulling her best friend over. Romeya Vane was another Gryffindor, and she and Hillary were among the more sought-after girls in the school. "Romeya, it's James! James Potter!"

"Oh my god!" she said in the same squeal as Hillary. "Wow, James, you look different!"

"Yeah, thanks," he said.

"And I love your hair," she said, running a hand through his messy, and now choppy, locks.

"Thanks," he said, his smile broadening. "Yeah, I like it a lot too." Lily watched the spectacle, fuming. An hour ago, that was a prank that he was on the receiving end of! she thought, reddening. And now he has the nerve to talk about it like its his doing!

"Forgetting someone?" Sirius said, sidling up to Romeya.

"Sirius!" she cooed. "Its been too long!"

"Yeah. Notice anything different?" he said, doing a mock twirl.

"You look great!" she gushed. "Absolutely spectacular."

"We'd better go," Hillary said, reluctantly, looking over at their group of friends. "We'll see you later, okay?"

"Definitely," Romeya added.

"We'll have to hang out sometime," Sirius winked.

"Want to sit with us at breakfast tomorrow?" James asked, running a hand through his hair.

"Yes," they said in unison.

"Excellent. See you later, then?" he said, waving as they began to walk off.

"Fuck, yes!" James yelled when they were out of earshot, jumping up to high-five Sirius. "That was brilliant!"

"Damn straight!" Sirius said, looking pleased with himself. "Hey, dibs on Romeya."

"That's fine," James said. "They're both pretty hot."

"Jamie, I think we can wave goodbye to our virginity pretty soon," Sirius said happily.

"I give it two weeks," James said.

"That's you," Sirius scoffed. "I bet I can get it in one!"

"Is that a bet?" James said, perking up.

"Name your terms."

"Ten galleons. If you get it in a week or less, I pay. It takes you more, you pay."

"Same for you?" Sirius said.

"Deal," James said. "Shake on it," he said, reaching for Sirius's hand.

"Why, James, I didn't know you felt that way!" Sirius said, lifting a hand to his heart.

"Fuck you," James chuckled.

"Nah, I'll leave that to Vane! Be prepared to pay, Potter!" he said.

"ENOUGH!" Lily exploded. James and Sirius started; they had forgotten who they were with. "Both of you!" she shouted. "You make me sick! Get the bloody hell away!"

"The great Evans curses?" James said in mock horror.

"NOW!" she screamed. The two boys exchanged a condescending smile, and walked off to rejoin Remus, who was sitting with a boy in their year called Peter Pettigrew who normally tagged along with a few of the Hufflepuffs.

"So, what's happened?" Sophia said, surfacing from her stare and feast.

"You mean while you've been shoving food in your face and staring at Snoughel?" Lily snapped.

"Yeah, that," she said, ignoring Lily's sharp response.

"Nothing," Lily sighed, dejected. "Absolutely nothing."

"Right," Sophia said. "I'm off to bed. Do you know the password, Lily?"

"Ignigena praepes," she said. "Night."

"Goodnight," she said. "See you tomorrow." She gave Lily and Michelle each one last hug before walking off.

Lily yawned. "I'd better take the first years up, then I'm going to turn in as well," she said to Michelle.

"Fine," she said sullenly. Lily looked down, and noticed that her food hadn't been touched.

"You're not eating?" she said. "Don't listen to Black and Potter; they don't mean it. They're just being horrible, as always—"

"I'm just not hungry, okay?"


And there you have it! Its done!

Characters introduced (in order)

Remus Lupin
Brenna Kibble
Conrad Bellamy
Alanna Darcy
Adonis Iven
Ida Hitchens
Kean Lovell
Darius (Darren) Brians
Roberta (Robbie) Conner
Malfoy
Nott
Melissa Prewitt
Larinne Gabriel
Sirius Black
James Potter
Dumbledore
Hillary Welsh
Romeya Vane

Characters just mentioned in passing will not be included in Characters Introduced. They will be included as their actual characters are introduced.

And now to clear a few things up: (This section will appear in the Author's Note section of each chapter, and will give information that may or may not be important to the story)

The other prefects will be introduced, their characters just haven't been invented yet.
Romeya Vane is Romilda Vane's mother
Conrad's brother, Palmer, will appear as an actual character in the story and will have a significant role.
Peter has not been introduced yet because he is not yet friends with James, Sirius, and Remus. He is merely the slightly nerdy boy who tags along with Hufflepuff's rejects. However, he will become friends with him
The Marauders do not exist yet. They do however know that Remus is a werewolf
In previous years, James and Sirius were not popular. They were not unpopular, per say, but were average characters who were either too small (James) a bit fat (Sirius) and were vaguly annoying. They underwent the 'Summer Transformation' thing and have re-emerged as very different.
The reason I had Sophia basically non-existant is because she is a character that easily focuses on one thing, and her focus can't be broken.

Anything else you ask will be answered in the "To Clear A Few Things Up" section of next chapter. Just remember-- if you have any questions, review and ask!

Next Chapter:

Beginning of classes, drama unfolds.

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