Chapter 02:

"Aylanna LaRose."

Ayla moved from the line towards the stool with the speaking hat. Remus had told her about the hat before, about what magic it knows, and how it dives into your mind to figure out what house you should be in. It made her a little nervous, someone was going to be inside her mind.

"Rather intellegent, aren't you?" the hat whispered into her ears, "But you crave for adventure, for something more in life. Do you think you would be able to face it so bravely?"

"I believe I can do whatever I put my mind too," Ayla told the hat, "No matter where I am placed, House sterotypes will not make me into someone I'm not."

"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat bellowed out. Ayla stepped off the stool, and looked over to the two twins who were cheering and whistling still in line. She giggled before crossing to the clapping table and sitting down next to a tall first year like herself. Her dark skin contrasted Ayla's rather fair skin.

"Hi, I'm Angelina," the girl said sticking her hand out.

"Ayla," Ayla returned with a smile. "We're going to be dormmates, right?"

"Right," she grinned back.

Not much later, two more calls of "GRYFFINDOR!" could be heard as Fred and George made their way towards the clapping table. Ayla clapped too as a twin took each side of the table, one next to Angelina and one next to Ayla.

"Told you we'd be in Gryffindor, and you'd be with us," Fred said crossing his arms triumphantly.

"That was all apart of luck, Fredrick," Ayla said matter-of-fact like.

"My names' not Fredrick, it's Fred," he harrumphed.

Ayla laughed before turning to the girl across from her, "This is Fred and George. Trust me, they can be more annoying than this."

"Oh it's okay. I'm one of seven kids, so I'm use to annoying," Angelina said casually.

"Oh? You're a Muggleborn, aren't you?" Ayla asked before she could stop herself. She gasped and covered her mouth, "Forgive me! My tongue slips sometimes."

"It's okay," Angelina said with a smile, "but yes, I am a Muggleborn."

Ayla remained a light scarlet as they turned to their Headmaster who was giving some words of warning, and a welcome to the feast. "Dig in!" the Headmaster concluded.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor was new this year, as every other year, Ayla had heard, was new. He was a tall and lean man with dark black hair that was slicked back as if he was some Noble Wizard, and his eyes looked as iced over as the shaved ice she had received at the palor a week previous in Diagon Alley. He had high cheek bones, and his face was rather pale.

Ayla frowned, he looked- as she had heard her mother say before- like someone who had "a wand so far up their rear you wonder how they walk."

Once the large feast was finished with, the new found quartet made their way after their peers towards the Gryffindor common room. "You see that brute right there with the glasses," Fred pointed to a curly topped red head who looked beyond nerd status. "That's Percy, he's our brother."

"Oh, really?" Ayla asked looking over at Fred, then back at Percy, "I don't see the resemblance."

"Thank the heavens!" Fred said dramatically as he placed the back of his hand on his forehead, "At least we don't resemble each other. The Headboy, however," he pointed to the boy who's hair was evenly trimmed and pulled out of his face in a small tie on his neck, "That's our oldest brother."

"How many brothers do you have?" Ayla asked, confused. She knew the Weasley's were a large family, but how large were they really?

"Bill's the oldest, then there's Charlie, he's Quidditch Captain, then there's Percy, and us two devils, then our younger brother ron, although we both agree he's more of a sister than Ginny is."

"Ginny?" Ayla asked as they made their way to the sixth floor. ("One more floor! I know it's SO far away!" Bill called from the front with a laugh. Angelina swooned silently in a little fit of giggles. Ayla ignored her.)

"She's our one and only sister," Fred explained, ignoring Angelina who was being giddy over Bill.

"So you're family is basically half of Gryffindor, ain't it?" Ayla asked, using improper grammer, but she was sure Fred didn't mind.

Fred grinned, "Basically!"

"Flora luna," Bill Weasley told the portrait of the fat lady, "Take note. That's the only way to get into the common room."

The first years bobbed their heads up and down rapidly as they tried to remember the password, Flora Luna. The night seemed to come quickly as everyone traveled up the spiral staircases to the dormitories. Angelina and Ayla stayed together as they entered their room, looking around, "Hey, I found my stuff," Angelina said walking over to the bed opposite of the door.

"Mine's here too," Ayla said going to the bed on the left of the door. A yawn escaped from her lips, "I think I'm going to get changed and go to sleep."

Angelina nodded, agreeing. They were going to have a long day ahead of them, and they needed their rest.

When morning came, they were awoken by an uproar in the common room by the male dormitory. Ayla made her way down, and walked straight to one of the twins, "What's going on?"

"Fred and I decided to prank Bill, but it ended up pranking the whole dormitory," George said abashed.

"What happpened exactly?" Ayla said a little panic on her face.

"Calm down, everybody!" Bill's voice rang over the crowd. Ayla was pleased that Angelina wasn't down here right now- the girl would be torn through swooning, and strangling Fred and George for turning Bill's hair a brilliant shade of blue. "Whoever did this must come foreward to me at a time alone, and we will discuss what has happened. Until then, seventh years, you are old enough to know the transfiguring charm to change your hair back to it's natural colour, all others are perfectly- what happened to you, boy?" he asked a green haired fourth year.

"I was hexed last night a Slytherin," he groaned, still upset over his once blond hair.

"Okay, have Glenn fix it for you," he said turning to the sixth year who was by his side. The boy nodded and left with the normal coloured brunette boy.

Everyone began to disperse but Bill walked over to Fred and George who were still talking to Ayla, "You two," he said pointing to the twin boys, "I know it was you!"

"Us?" Fred and George chimed innocently, "You don't have proof."

Ayla looked from the twins to Bill, who's blue hair matched his eyes very well. She looked back to the twins one more time before turning back to Bill, "Hi! I'm Ayla LaRose!"

"Oh? Hello? Are you Fred and George's friend?" Bill asked, completely changing his tone of voice.

"I suppose you could say that," Ayla said with a smile, "We just met yesterday. I'm sure we'll be best mates in no time."

"Maybe you can keep the two out of trouble," Bill shrugged, before turning back to the twins, "Now, we'll discuss what you're going to do later as an apology to the seventh years. I'm not going to lecture you like Mum would. In fact, I think I'll head down to the owlery and let her know the bright news of your first night."

"Oh great," Fred groaned as he slapped his forehead, "Here we thought you were the cool brother."

"Mum's going to kill us," George mimicked Fred's movement, "Looks like Charlie's our new favorite."

Bill paused, eyeing his brothers, "I'll tell her to go easy on you two."

He turned away, leaving the three. Fred and George turned to each other, a matching grin on their faces before they let their palms hit in mid-air. "Let's go to breakfast, dear brother."

"I dare say we be late on the first morning!"

Ayla smiled to herself, they were funny, and she liked funny. Angelina soon met them down in the Great Hall with a boy who Fred and George pointed out to be named Lee Jordan, from their dormitory. They sat down near them, and the five talked animatedly as they shoveled food onto their plates.

"Who's that, by the way?" Ayla asked as she pointed her chin in the direction of the Slytherin table. A slender faced, dark haired boy with narrow eyes was watching the twins with a rather annoyed look on his face.

The twins turned in their seat to glance at the boy, "Oh, that's Calvin Warrington," one said as they turned back to Ayla, "We ran into him before we met you on the train."

"Really?" Angelina asked, glancing back over to the boy, "What happened? He looks like he'd like to murder you two."

"We played a couple pranks. Turned his book-bag into a spider," the other twin shrugged non-chalantly, "It gets Ronald every time, and it worked for Warrington too."

"So you've made quite the mess and it hasn't even been twenty-four hours," Ayla stated, amazed, "I'm seriously surprised."

"Why, thank you, ma'am," Fred grinned, "We take pride in our work."

Author's Note: thanks for the adding to ther alert, and still the one review. lol I'm not tripping over that. But as I promised, chapters did get longer. I expect the story to be between 10-15 chapters long. THEN the real fun begins. :) This is all just back-ground story to set up really for the real story. Hope it all makes sense. If you have any questions, just let me know through a PM or a review. Thank you!