A/N: BEWARE THE OCs!!!!!!!


The castle was huge, at least ten times larger than Roxas' old school. Lightheart had been, more or less, a college-like place. There were many different buildings, and then there was a main building. It had been a very simple layout and Roxas was sure he would get lost many times on his way to class or meals.

He and Harry climbed up the stone steps and through the large doors that were open wide to the world. Once inside they were greeted by hundreds of students rushing to get into the Great Hall.

"Potter!" Both Roxas' and Harry's heads snapped up to see who had called them. They were greeted by an old, stern looking witch. She wore her dark hair that was streaked with gray in a tight bun and her lips were thin and pursed. She fixed them both with a steely look.

"What happened to your face?" She demanded of Harry loudly.

"Broke my nose." Harry shrugged.

"Well I can see that!" She exclaimed, "Never mind, I need Roxas to come with me to get sorted, I'll just fix that real quick and we will be on our way." The witch pulled out her wand and gave it a flick. Harry's nose snapped back into place with a loud crack.

"Ow!" Harry's hand flew to his nose. "Thanks," He said and then Roxas was led by the witch into a side hall.

There, Roxas saw about twenty or so smaller kids, they looked like first years, ready to be sorted. All of them looked very frightened and they were huddled into tight groups. Roxas, who had always been short for his age, suddenly felt tall as he was at least a head taller than each of the kids. He could not help but grin smugly.

Roxas was definitely nervous, like all of the others, but he at least knew what was waiting for him in there. At first, Ron had tried to tell him he would have to wrestle a troll, then Hermione smacked him upside the head and reprimanded him. Then, she proceeded to explain that all he would need to do is put on a hat. The hat would then determine what house he would be in and shout it out to the whole school. Roxas would not need to lift a finger.

It all seemed very simple to him.

"My name," The witch began after the two had joined the young wizards and witches. "Is Professor McGonagall, you shall address me as such. I am the head of Gryffindor house." Ah, McGonagall, Harry had told Roxas about her. "You will each be sorted into one of the Hogwarts houses, of which are Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. The houses are all named after one the four founders of this school. Try and make yourselves presentable before we enter the Great Hall."

Her gaze lingered on Roxas, who had never gotten the chance to change into his school clothes. He was wearing jeans and an Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt. Roxas just grinned sheepishly. Finally she led them into the Great Hall, she carried a stool and an old looking hat. Roxas assumed this was the sorting hat.

Roxas really felt like a dwarf among midgets as they entered the hall. They definitely were entering from a side entrance. They seemed to be on a raised part of the floor which separated the teachers table from the rest of the school. Roxas saw Axel sitting next to a man with black greasy hair and a hooked nose. Axel saw him looked and grinned. He then began to wave to him enthusiastically.

Roxas definitely stood out. Not only was he clearly older than the rest of the students but he was wearing muggle clothes. He also looked like the foreigner he was and the new teacher was waving to him like a freakin' lunatic. Yeah, that did not help settle his nerves.

Professor McGonagall lead them in front of the teachers table where they stood in a line. She placed the stool about five feet in front of the center of the teachers table. She then placed the hat upon the stool and stepped back.

Then the hat started to sing.

Yes you read that right, a hat was singing and only the first years and Roxas looked amazed. Harry and Hermione had forgotten to mention this little tidbit of information.

Roxas got over his shock quickly though and he paid close attention to the hat's song. It was singing about the houses. It talked about the different characteristics for each house and also the founders. It also sang about how the founders had been great friends before they started to fight. After said fight Slytherin left and blah, blah, blah.

So basically what the house was saying is forget our differences and unite against a common foe. Or something like that. Those were Roxas' thoughts on that anyway.

After the hat was finished everyone started clapping, Roxas joined in half-heartedly. He felt butterflies fluttering around in his stomach, eating away at his insides. Professor McGonagall pulled a scroll seemingly out of midair (perhaps it really did come out of thin air). She then read a name from it. She was obviously going in alphabetical order. She started with Arden, Melissa who went in Hufflepuff. The Hufflepuff house burst into cheers and applause.

Roxas knew he would be last so he waited with a patient look on his face when on the inside he was screaming for it to be over. With each name the butterflies in his stomach became more vicious, each time the hat called out a house the butterflies rammed into a wall of his stomach.

Roxas imagined the pack of butterflies to be a pretty black with swirling red markings. He then imagined them flying around in his stomach with the Chocolate Frog he had eaten on the train sitting and watching them hungrily. Then he imagined the butterflies banding together to form a mob, with torches and pitchforks. He imagined one screaming now just as the hat screamed out the name of a house. He imagined them flying into the walls of him stomach.

Roxas decided he had an over-active imagination.

Finally, after what seemed like hours to Roxas but had been only a couple of minutes in reality, the last first year was sorted into Ravenclaw, followed by applause.

"Potter, Roxas!" Professor McGonagall called loudly. The Great Hall suddenly got very silent before whispers broke out everywhere among the students. Roxas walked up to the stool and imagined himself sitting on the tiny thing like all the first years before him. He figured it would make him look even bigger and more out of place than before. He shrugged and sat down, tugging the hat onto his head very quickly.

Unlike with the first years Roxas' head was too big to allow the hat to slip over his eyes, meaning he had the perfect view of everyone staring up at him. The butterflies were having a rave in his stomach right now, at least that's what it felt like.

The silence throughout the hall was deafening, all the students were waiting with bated breath to see which house the other Potter child would be put in. Roxas closed his eyes and waited.

Roxas sat in the silence for about two minutes before he figured something was wrong. Didn't Hermione say that the hat would talk to him? Well it didn't really seem up to conversation today. Another minute and still nothing happened.

He was beginning to get impatient. Screw that! He's been impatient all freakin' day! Roxas was starting to get homesick, in America he would be sitting with his friends eating dinner right now, not sitting in front of the entire school as his fate was decided.

"SLYTHERIN!" The word was yelled so suddenly that Roxas jumped and almost fell off of the stool. It took him about five seconds before he realized that he had just been sorted.

Into Slytherin. He had been sorted into the Slytherin house. He felt his stomach drop as he got shakily to his feet, the Slytherin table was cheering for him and he glimpsed at Malfoy's smug face, he also saw Harry's disappointed one at the Gryffindor table.

Roxas felt as though he were in a dream as his feet carried him to the table. He sat down next to the girl he had bumped into on the train, she was not paying any attention to her surroundings but she was writing in one of her muggle notebooks. She was totally oblivious to her surroundings.

Dumbledore stood and said something but Roxas was not paying any attention, but was pleasantly surprised to see food appear on the table.

"The name's Orange," A hand was thrust into his face. "Seth Orange." Roxas looked into the face of a boy around his age, he had black hair that fell about an inch or so above his shoulders, his eyes were a cold grey. He wore the standard Hogwarts robes but Roxas could see wristbands under his sleeves and chains around his neck.

"Um, okay, I'm Roxas." Roxas said and shook the guy's hand.

"I know, of course, welcome to Slytherin." Seth seemed like a pompous jerk. Roxas did not like him.

"Don't worry," The girl next to him said. She had finally looked up from her notebook. "He's always like that." She said.

"Wipe that scared look off of your face, not everyone in Slytherin is bad you know." A girl on the other side of the girl next to Roxas said. She had green eyes and red hair, though not nearly as red as Axel's. "It's just that everyone who is bad happens to be in Slytherin." She finished with a smile. "I like your shirt by the way." She added.

"Thanks," Roxas smiled, glad to discover that not everyone in Slytherin was a smug, pompous idiot.

"I'm Vertaia McClaren by the way. And this is Azriel, we may not exactly look it but we are twins." The redhead said and gestured to the girl I had bumped into on the train.

"Sup," Azriel said with a smile. Roxas smiled back.

"Roxas," He introduced himself.

"Of course," Vertaia said, "I think Seth is probably one of the bad ones here." Azriel grinned and Seth glared at her.

"Whatever, McClaren, you know you love me." He grinned at her.

"Ew, no" Vertaia gagged. "Az, if I ever start to like him even a little bit please curse me." She said to her sister.

"But didn't-" Vertaia smacked Azriel on the head. "Ow! So mean!" She then proceeded to smack Vertaia back.

Suddenly a book slammed down on Azriel's head. It wasn't hard and Azriel jumped at the sudden attack. She looked behind her and there Roxas saw the assailant.

"Is it kill Azriel day, today? Why wasn't I invited?" He was taller than Roxas, maybe around six feet tall. He had light red hair that framed his face. His eyes were blue and he had a joking smile on his face. He held a paperback book in his hands.

"Actually," Azriel turned in her seat with an evil grin on her face. "It's steal Xerxes' drawings day," And she dived at him.

Roxas ate dinner as he watched wondering how none of the teachers had noticed yet. Azriel wrenched the book he had been holding out of his grasp with a victorious yell. Roxas could now see it was a sketchbook.

"Hey! Nooo!" Xerxes yelled and tried to get it back from her but she kept it out of reach. "My babies!" Roxas blinked.

"His what?" He asked Vertaia.

"He considers his drawings his children," She smirked. "He's very odd." Roxas nodded.

"I can see that." Roxas smiled as he watched the two struggle. "Are they…?"

"Together?" Vertaia asked, Roxas nodded. "No, they're both too stupid to see that they both like each other."

"Classic and cliché." Roxas said returning to his dinner. Then the plates cleared and everything was replaced by desserts. Roxas grabbed anything with chocolate in it.

"Dessert!" Azriel yelled and sat down at the table once more, still clutching the sketchbook. Xerxes stood behind her with an unhappy look on his face. He suddenly shot his arm forward and grabbed one of her notebooks.

"HAHA!" He proclaimed and disappeared somewhere down the table.

"Nooooo!" Azriel yelled but did not get up. "You shall pay for that, Xerxes!" An evil laugh sounded from far down the table. "Jerk." Azriel said but proceeded to finish up her dessert. Roxas had a feeling that they would become fast friends.

After the desserts were finished Dumbledore stood. Everyone in the hall was quiet as they waited for him to speak.

"To our new students, welcome! To our old students, welcome back! I have several announcements to make. First is the new staff we have this year. Professor Slughorn will be taking up the position as Potions Master," A lot of whispering broke out in the hall at this. "While Professor Snape will take up the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

Immediately conversations between the students started. Roxas heard Harry loudly protest at this news. Dumbledore made a motion for everyone to calm down.

"One more new addition to this year's staff is Professor Axel Weasley, who will be taking over for Professor Flitwick who has decided to take the year off." Dumbledore had to calm everyone down again before continuing. "Also, as I am sure you have already noticed, we have a new transfer student this year, Roxas Potter will be entering the fifth year." He continued without pausing.

"It would be wise to remember that the Forbidden Forest is off limits. Mr. Filch has asked me to inform you that there is a list of banned objects posted outside of his office." And Roxas just tuned him out after that. A few more announcements and then they were dismissed. Roxas was definitely ready to sleep. He stood up with everyone else and followed Azriel and Vertaia into the Entrance Hall. Azriel was leading the first years along with Xerxes, the latter staying as far away from the former as possible.

They arrived in the hall just in time to see Malfoy shouting something to Harry. "So, Potter! How does it feel to know your relative is one of us?" Harry looked as if he had been punched in the face.

"Shove it, Malfoy!" Harry said and turned his back on him.

"Aw, Potter's in denial. He can't handle that his brother is a big bad Slytherin." By now almost the whole student body was watching.

"Shut up, Malfoy" Roxas yelled, a glare fixed onto his face. His blue eyes were narrowed dangerously and his hand twitched toward his wand.

"Ooh!, Ickle Potter's in denial too!" Malfoy cackled. Roxas couldn't understand how Harry could like this asshole.

"That's enough Mr. Malfoy." Axel stood right behind Roxas, he looked the angriest that Roxas had ever seen him. Most of the time Axel was joking about something or another. It was kind of scary to Roxas to see those emerald eyes narrowed dangerously. Roxas could practically feel the power radiating off of him in waves and he was shocked by how strong Axel was. Many of the other students could also feel the power and Axel must have been a strange sight to them. He wore baggy black jeans trimmed in red thread and chains draped down both legs. Once again he was wearing more than one belt, only one passed through his belt loops. His arms were adorned with wristbands and bangles and he wore earrings. His torso was covered in a tight red sleeveless shirt that showed off his muscles and several chains hung from his neck.

Malfoy looked defiant for a moment but decided against pissing off a teacher. "Whatever," He said and disappeared down a corridor.

"Hey, Blondie," Axel said to Roxas as the students began to go to their respective dorms. "Don't let Malfoy get to you."

"I'll be sure not to," Roxas said.

"Good! Night, Roxy!" And with a smirk and a salute Axel was gone and Roxas was running to catch up to Vertaia who had waited for him at the entrance of the corridor into which Malfoy had disappeared.

"He's right, you know. Malfoy's a stupid git." Vertaia said wisely. "He's also madly in love with Harry Potter and doesn't want anyone to know." She added seriously.

Roxas grinned at her, "That would explain a lot."

"Professor Snape instructed Azriel and me to help you around school as much as possible. Between the three of us you're always in at least one of our classes." Vertaia explained as she led him through dungeons. "Of course you won't be sharing a dormitory with us but I think that Xerxes can help you with that. If you have any questions about anything just ask one of us three, I don't know if the other Slytherins would help, though it is possible. It all depends on what Malfoy says about you, he basically controls all of the Slytherins, except for Azzie, Xerxes, and me." She led him to a portrait, Roxas was too tired to pay attention to what it was a portrait of. "The password is serpent tongue." She told him and the portrait swung open to reveal a doorway.

They entered and emerged in a common room filled with dark green sofas and mahogany tables. There was a large fireplace on one side of the room and there were staircases in two corners. The common room was deserted except for Azriel and Xerxes who had obviously been waiting for them. However they were too caught up in arguing to notice they had arrived.

"I'll give you your sketchbook back when you give me my notebook back!" Azriel had let her hair down and it reached to the middle of her back. Roxas could see a few not-really-there streaks of blonde, probably caused by the sun.

"And I'll give you your notebook back when I get my sketch book back." Xerxes said calmly. They bother held the other's respective book behind their backs.

"Okay then, we'll do this Mexican standoff style." Azriel said.

"What?" Xerxes blinked.

"On the count of three we'll give each other them at the same time." Azriel said and held Xerxes' sketchbook just out of reach.

"Okay," Xerxes' agreed and held her notebook just out of reach.

"One," Azriel started, "Two," They were both glaring at each other, making sure that the other was not bluffing. "Three!" They threw the books at each other and they hit them both in the face.

"They're always like this." Vertaia said. "I just don't understand why Snape made her a prefect." She shook her head as she watched the both of them hug their book to their chests. Roxas just smiled at the sight.

Vertaia loudly cleared her throat to announce their presence in the room. Azriel and Xerxes spun around to face them.

Azriel grinned, "Sup, sis, Roxas." She said with an energetic wave. Vertaia sighed as Roxas waved tiredly back.

"You're late," Xerxes said.

"Yes I know, I had to wait for Roxas. What do you guys say we let him join?" Vertaia nodded at Roxas.

Azriel and Xerxes looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, Roxas, what do you say? Are you cool?" Azriel asked.

"Um…" Roxas had no clue what was going on. "Totally." He said.

"Should we test him?" Xerxes asked.

"Nah, he's Potter's brother, and I can tell they're close, at least enough for Potter to stick up for him." Vertaia said. "But if it makes you feel better we could."

Roxas suddenly found himself thrown into one of the chairs in front of the fire. Vertaia, Azriel, and Xerxes were looking at him with their hands on their hips. They were all grinning evilly.

"What's going on?" Roxas asked, he was way too tired to put up with all of this.

"We're asking the questions here!" Azriel said.

"Question one!" Xerxes said. "How do you feel about being in Slytherin?"

"Shocked, I guess." Roxas answered.

"Question two!" Vertaia shouted. "What do you think about muggles and muggle-borns?"

"How is that relav-"

"Just answer the question!" Vertaia demanded.

"I have nothing against them, I have muggle-born friends and muggle friends." Roxas was cowering in his seat.

"Question three!" Azriel said quietly but very dangerously. "Are you crazy?"

"Yes, and proud of it!" Roxas grinned.

"Welcome to the club!" The three said simultaneously, grinning like maniacs.

"Um… club?" Roxas was very confused.

"Well, it's not really a club." Vertaia said.

"It's more like a group of friends," Xerxes explained.

"And now you're a part of that group of friends!" Azriel said excitedly.

"And said group of friends has a tradition for the first night they are at Hogwarts each year." Vertaia continued while Roxas seemed to be in shock.

"Candy!" Xerxes yelled and cackled madly.

"Cookies!" Azriel sang.

"And chips." Vertaia added.

"We snack 'til we drop!" All three yelled and giggled insanely. Roxas grinned widely.

"Sounds awesome." He said and waited patiently as his new friends got the right supplies. Azriel headed up the staircase in the far right corner, Vertaia not far behind. Xerxes disappeared up the left one.

Xerxes reappeared first, carrying a large duffel bag and a handful of blankets and two pillows. He tossed a pillow and two blankets at Roxas' sitting form.

"I got these from your bed." He said. He then opened the duffel bag and emptied it onto the ground. About ten pounds of candy of all kinds fell out. Among much wizard candy Roxas also spotted muggle candy.

"Thanks," Roxas said.

Azriel and Vertaia reappeared a moment later, the latter carrying chips, a pillow, and blankets. The former had cookies, a pillow, and blankets.

The four set up a comfortable space for themselves, the pile of candy at the center. Azriel and Vertaia had added the cookies and chips to the pile as well.

Roxas was seated very comfortably in his pile of blankets as he ate some Twizzlers and Sugar Quills. The four started exchanging stories of what the did over the summer and it was almost two when Xerxes pulled out a pack of muggle playing cards and suggested a game of Egyptian Rat Slap. Roxas easily lost, running out of cards before anyone else.

At around three in the morning Vertaia passed out, still in her school clothes, except she had removed her shoes long ago. Roxas fell asleep second, only about five minutes after Vertaia, knowing he would regret this when he had to go to class in the morning.


A/N:

AND THE PLOT THICKENS……

Sort of.

Quick explanation: The only reason there are so many OCs is because we are never told about any of the Slytherins in the year below Harry and Draco. Mainly because Harry wasn't at his second year's sorting so we don't even know their names.

Sadly we will be seeing many OCs and for that I apologize but I promise I won't pair any of them with any of the characters from the books because I really hate that. Though I do have an idea for a sort of crack pairing but I doubt I will act on it.

On another note I'm surprised I got this out so quickly. I won't be able to update again this weekend though unless I can finish the essay I have to due tomorrow, if so then there is a slight possibility.

Also there is a reason that Roxas is in Slytherin, that will be explained later though.