"Oh hey, Hugo right?" I can't tell any of the Weasly's or ½ the Potter's apart. Red hair green eyes, browns eyes. Uggh! It's so confusing!

"Uh ya' that's me."

"Sorry it's just you look like a lot of your siblings." How lame is that? And like offensive.

"oh ya' I get that a lot it's no problem." He obviously thinks I'm a freak. I wonder if there's a spell that allows you to read mind? I think I'll check the library later.

"Hey Hugo I gotta go. See you later, okay?"

"Bye." I barely heard him as I rushed down the hallway in the direction of the library. Hi Ms. Pince. (is that her name? I can't remember.) Okay Ref, Reg, Reh, Rei, "WHA-! Ouch what the?"

" Oh I'm sorry I didn't see-" Wait isn't this the kid from the train? I quickly rearrange my face so there was a look of boredom.

"And you are?" I ask condescendingly.

"Right I met you on the train." He just ignored my question! How rude. I should leave.

"Here let me help you." As if like I can't get upon my own? Who does he think he is?

"I'm a big girl I can handle myself." I sneered.

"You sure about that?" He said silkily and glided away. Wait glided? Can a boy glide? Weird. What is with this kid. What does he have two personalities?

"What did I come in here for?" I asked no one in particular.

"I Dunno, hey I'm James." This kid is h.o.t hot I wonder what year he is.

"Katie, nice to meet you. You look familiar have we met?" I know him from somewhere.

"Maybe you know my brother, Albus Severus. He's a first year." Oh! The first kid I was sitting within the train.

"Isn't he a Slytherin?" Families don't get split up like that do they? That'd be weird a Gryffindor and a Slytherin, together?

"Ya he was named after two Headmasters, Prof. Dumbledore and Prof. Snape." How did we get to this table? Way in the back. Away from other people. God I'm paranoid right now.

"I'm new to this who are they." James pulled out a couple of those cards that I found in the bottom of the chocolate frog box's on the train.

" These are my favorites." He had an old man and a greasy haired man who looked like he didn't have friends when he was growing up.

"Is that Santa?" I enquired. Wait, wizard, right he probably doesn't know who Santa is.

"No that's Dumbledore, besides Santa's fat." One of the fourth years ran up, quite loudly if you ask me.

"James we have quidditch practice soon." Gosh her voice is high!

"Ya wanna come watch? You could like do your homework or something." Wow I've never seen eyes so green before, he seems so sincere, I don't trust him.

"Sure." Okay stay focused one word answers. This thing is huge! I should get working on my potions essay. Shuffle, Ooh I love this song. ICP is the best.

I was like six, I used to get dissed by the chicksAnd everyone would chase me and hit me with bricksAnd rocks and sticks and calling me namesAnd filled my lunchbox with frogbrains (eeww!)When I left school, it was much illerMy daddy was a serial killer And how about that, he'd always make me sit in the backWith all his dead bodies on my lap (move!)When I got home, enough of the staticHammer and tools, went up to the atticNever knew any other girls or boysOnly my toys, toys, toysBang! Clang! Hammer and twistNobody knows I exist, and I'm pissedBut I won't be mentally scarredInstead I make toys, toys of the graveyardMonday, ringing the bellIt's all about show and tell, might as wellShow all these bastards just what I gotYo, check out my toy box!

I would be so like freaked out if this song was real, like someone wrote it about their life. Poor kids mass murder by Barbie dolls. It's would be like the roles were reversed. What it's not like anyone hasn't at least once ruined a Barbie doll.

We got dead bodies everywhere you lookAll the nerds sitting up front got cookedOthers start screaming and making a dashSo I start handing out toys fast at lastYou like slinkies, we got slinkiesOnly mine like to wrap around your faceAnd stretch, twist, kazoomAnd whip your body all over the fuckin roomSo come, one at a timeOpen your gift and what you will findIs a toy, my friend, that you'll never forgetIt's not everyday that you get your skull splitYou like soldiers, we got soldiersMade with rubber and steel, they look realBut I wouldn't just toss em under your bedThat's how you get an axe to the forehead (oww)And don't let em sit around all dayCome home and find you mom, dead in the hallwayCuz they can be niftyAll the toys are shifty, haha, in my toy box

Nerds are the ones who go the farthest in life, they get rich by creating software that stopd people from stealing music and stuff. While all the jocks are getting morbidly obese in their 5x5 trailer.

"Hey." What is he doing over here?

"Hey why are you over here?" Shouldn't he be like helping his team?

"I'm the seeker, I'm just looking for the snitch. Whatcha listening to?" Wow ADD much? He really has no train of thought what so ever.

"Toy box-"

"By ICP right?"

"Ya I didn't know you were into muggle music."

"My dad was raised by muggles, that's how I knew who Santa Claus was too." Now I get it. That took a really long time to click.

"JAMES!" that girl is so annoying, her voice is like insanely high pitched.

"hey I gotta go but sit next to me at dinner? Okay?"

"Ya sure."

"WHAHOO!" Jesus Christ, Mary and Joseph that broom can go fast. Well I better start heading in I have to get ready for dinner.

Hey sorry if this doesn't make sense I can't tell I'm loopy from the drugs I got at the doctors office. Doctors are creepy, and masochistic they like sticking needles in people. Wait not what im talking about. Anyway please reviews reviews are love and will be rewarded with virtual cookies. If I get a nice review I'll update in a week because I'm going on vacation so I'm not going to be writing. I love my nice reviewers thanks so much. Bye bye.