Chapter 2

A/N: Please don't try to correct my Harry Potter accuracy mistakes. A lot of this is changed on purpose. Thanks, guys! Peace.

On the train to Hogwarts a few days later, Hermione sat reading about the catastrophe at the World Cup while Juliet, Ron, and Harry bought snacks off of the trolley. She looked over the top of her newspaper to see Harry smiling at the cute Ravenclaw girl, Cho Chang. Hermione couldn't help but smile. Harry obviously had a crush on her.

They closed the door, and Harry set his snacks beside him, suddenly not hungry. He was smiling, and he laughed when he saw Juliet looking at him.

"We are totally going to get her to go out with you." She told him.

"Who?" He asked pretending to play stupid.

"Oh, come off it." Ron said with a mouth full of Pumpkin Pastie.

"Yeah, really." Hermione agreed, putting her newspaper down," You fancy her, Harry! This is good."
"This is very good! Now we know you're not gay."

"Whoa! I am not gay."

"There'd be nothing wrong with you if you were, mind you. But now we know for sure. Because I'll tell you now, I was starting to wonder..." Juliet continued teasinly, and she, Ron, and Hermione laughed at the joking look of offense on Harry's face.

"You were starting to wonder."
"Well, you just never seemed to like any of the girls at school." Juliet told him, continuing on with the joke because she knew that the one way to make a guy insecure was to talk about the possibility of him being gay," Oh, God, Harry, I know you're not gay. I'm just thrilled that you like someone, finally."

"I... Stop knowing me so well." He turned to the window, still smiling. He tossed a Chocolate Frog at her, and she caught it before it hit her.

"What was that for?" She asked, laughing slightly.

"Well, for the gay joke, primarily. And because you're starting to look skeletal." He stopped, not wanting to add what almost came out, which was "Again".

SSS

"You know how Muggle kids hate school?" Juliet asked excitedly as she waved to everyone she knew.

"Yeah." Hermione replied, also giddy with excitement.

"Well, I love it! I love school. I love coming back here. It's like... It's like coming home!" She hopped into a carriage and once they were all inside, it began to move, though nothing was pulling it.

They all couldn't help but smile; this was so Juliet's personality. She was happy and exciteable all the time now, but it hadn't always been that way. She wouldn't tell them who her birth parents were, and she had gone to live with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley when she started school. She had all the money in the world, but it didn't make her happy. She had been in America for the summer, and had come back the night before the Quidditch World Cup. She had come back with several tattoos and a boob job; supposedly an aunt of hers that lived over there had posed as her guardian so she could get all of this stuff done. Once she had a family, she was finally happy, and this personality that they adored had blossomed when she had, which was in their first year.

"Well, of course, Ron, your house is home. But this is my second home. I love it!"

SSS

They heard that two schools would be joining them for some reason that year. No one knew why, but it was a change of pace, which was refreshing. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Juliet joined the rest of the school to watch as the girl's school, Beauxbatons arrived.

A carriage flew through the air, with six horses pulling it and they looked to see Hagrid trying to direct them onto a makeshift runway. To their shock, the carriages almost knocked Hagrid off of the runway, but he jumped out of the way before they could. He flashed them all a thumbs up to show that he was ok, and they all laughed and clapped.

In the lake, they saw that the surface was rumbling, and there were loud shouts that it was the giant squid "getting jiggy".

"Oh, these kids trying to learn American catch phrases..." Juliet sighed, but then she gasped as a ship erupted from the water.

"Whoa!" Everyone exclaimed.

The Durmstrang entrance had been ten times cooler than the Beauxbatons entrance.

"Oh, isn't that just like boys? Always trying to outdo everyone." Hermione sighed and she and Juliet burst out laughing as Harry and Ron looked at them, feigning offense to her comment.

"Isn't that just like girls, always making..." Ron struggled to find the right words that would make him sound smart and witty, but all that came out was," ...mean remarks."

Juliet and Hermione looked at each other, trying to stifle their laughter. But when they walked off, they burst out cackling. Ron and Harry sighed and followed after them. They had to find something to do until dinner when Dumbledore would announce what was going on at the welcoming feast. Since there was not much to do, they went out onto the grounds to just hang out by the lake.

"Your mum told me to tell you to stay out of trouble." Juliet told Ron as she read a letter from Mrs. Weasley.

"Why is she telling you to tell me to stay out of trouble. It should be the other way around."

"Oh, I am a perfect angel, and you know it."

"Yeah, except you go to America for the summer to spend time with your rich aunt, and come home with breast implants, and six or seven tattoos."

"Besides that, I've never really done anything that bad. I'm a good girl." She told them as she observed the tattoo on her upper arm, making sure that the color was still the same even though she had laid in the sun all summer, which they advised her not to do, saying thecolor would fade if she did. But the tattoo was still perfect; it was still an orange and black striped tiger, with it's mouth wide open and it's teeth exposed.

She had learned the previous year that her Patronus was a tiger. When she watched it attack the dementors that were surrounding Harry and his godfather, Sirius, she knew that this animal was what represented her the best. She was fierce and protective, and yet she was elegant when she wanted to be. Since a tiger represented her so well, she got it tattooed on her arm, right where everyone could see it.

"I just act bad." She finished, looking at her three friends," God, your mother was pissed."

"Oh yeah." Ron chuckled, remembering how Juliet had tried to deny the boob job, but Mrs. Weasley had been too savvy for that.

"You expect me to believe that you went to America with... A-Cups..." Mrs. Weasley had snapped, trying to be delicate on the subject because it was awkward to talk about when there were four guys in the room listening to the conversation. Mr. Weasley and Ron had made no comment, but Fred and George had been huge fans of her newest... additions," ...and came back with... F-Cups!"

"I don't think there's such a thing as F-Cups, Mrs. Weasley." Juliet replied innocently, looking up at her with her big blue puppy dog eyes.

"That was sarcasm, Juliet!" Mrs. Weasley snapped, not affected at all by her attempts to soften her," Dear, do you realize how dangerous this is?"

"They're not gonna explode, Mrs. Weasley."

There was silence in the room, but George had broken it.

"Looks like they might."

Hermione and Harry laughed as Ron and Juliet retold this story, picturing Mrs. Weasley's face, and the beet red shade it turned if you really pissed her off.

The sun was starting to go down, and the world was cast in an indigo light. Juliet looked off in the distance, blue eyes glowing, even as it got darker. The air was slightly chilly, even though it was just September. They were all silent, thinking about different things. But Juliet was thinking that times like these, where they were just sitting peacefully, their thoughts dancing randomly from one thing to another, would be the times they'd miss the most if bad things started happening.

There was something dark ahead, and she could sense it. Despite the peacefulness of the lake at dusk, Juliet couldn't shake the feeling of some sort of evil returning. Evil rising.