Woah, thanks guys for taking the time to view my story and continue to read each update! Know that I really appreciate it. I hope you guys are enjoying yourselves too while reading this as well. Also, since I'm on break right now, you can look forward to daily updates! I hope I'll be able to finish this story by the time school starts back.

Also, if I haven't mentioned a few characters, don't worry. They will show up soon ;). Also, the girls all ended up in Ravenclaw based on what I observed of their personalities. Plus, it helps with the story a bit, so yeah. Hope this answers any questions you guys have. If you have a really specific question, just leave a review, and I'll answer it in my author's notes before the next chapter.

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(Not So) Eternal Rain

October 31, 1953

There was something strange going on, something strange even for Hogwarts standards. It hadn't stopped pouring rain since the first day of school. Now, almost two months later, the downpour just kept getting stronger. The Black Lake had flooded its banks a month ago, and the Forbidden Forest was slowly dying because of over-watering. Not to mention that flying class and Quidditch games were pretty much a living hell for everyone involved.

Of course, Headmaster Makarov and all the teachers had been doing everything in their power to try and fix the situation, but nothing they did could remedy the problem completely. Nobody knew the source of this magical rain, so all they could do at the moment was try and tough it out. The teachers had been casting Impervious charms to try blocking the rain, but when you have acres and acres of land that you needed to protect, it got a little strenuous on the magic reserves of the caster.

Plus, the charm had an unforeseen side-effect: the rain would hit the protective bubble with resounding patters, resulting in a constant assault upon everybody's ears. Because of that, the teachers had been forced to take down the bubble at night so the residents of the castle could actually get some sleep.

Now that it was Halloween, people were getting a little antsy about the issue. Tempers were tested as the stressed out teachers worked tirelessly to find a solution, and points were getting deducted at such an extreme rate that all the houses currently had close to none. Only Ravenclaw had about three points because they had been helping the teachers brainstorm ways to stop the storm outside.

"Ms. Heartfilia! Why are you such a whiner? If you need to use the restroom, you don't have to let everybody know!"

"B-But Professor Aquarius! It's on your class policy sheet…" the blonde attempted to reason.

"See? There goes the whining again. Ten points from Ravenclaw! There's a reason why you don't have a boyfriend, girl!" There went those three points Ravenclaw was clinging on to.

The class simultaneously sweat-dropped as Lucy ran out, looking like she was close to tears. "Now where was I? Yes, transforming a needle into a matchstick… Mr. Dragneel! Who told you that you were allowed to light the matchstick once you succeeded the transformation? Twenty points from Gryffindor!"

The other classes were no better. Charms class with Professor Loke ended with Gray suspended in midair by his ankle, and Gryffindor lost another ten nonexistent points. Professor Gildarts Clive set three girls off on a catfight and ended the period with a decimated Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Even Herbology was a mess when Professor Warrod Cken absentmindedly pulled out a Mandrake before any of his students could put on the earmuffs. It took the rest of the period for him to revive the whole class.

So, one can imagine how dreary and dull the supposedly festive Halloween dinner was for everyone, especially for a girl with tightly curled blue hair and a Cossack hat, but nobody paid any mind to her.

It was around four the next morning when Gray suddenly had a random onset of insomnia. After tossing and turning for a good ten minutes, he gave up on sleep and started getting dressed, experiencing a sudden urge to go outside into the ever-increasing downpour.

He grabbed an umbrella and a towel before hurrying onto the grounds, hoping to avoid Peeves if at all possible. But there was really nothing to lose if he did get caught, considering Gryffindor was currently in possession of -300 house points.

The night was surprisingly quiet, with the exception of the rain, but it seemed that whatever power had called him out was aiding him in his journey. Gray was approaching the Black Lake when he saw something pink and frilly under a tree near the water. Taking a closer look, he saw it was an extremely tacky umbrella that contrasted sharply with the dark, grey setting. Under that umbrella sat a little girl, looking decidedly miserable, twiddling her wand nervously between her fingers.

After spotting the girl, Gray seemed to lose control over his feet because they immediately changed course in her direction, stopping only when he hovered awkwardly over her. Gray cleared his throat when he realized he had nothing to say and blurted out the first thing that popped into his mind, "What are you doing out here?"

The girl turned her wide blue eyes toward him, developing a slight blush as she took in Gray's features. Thankfully, Gray was unable to see the red tinge on her cheeks through the darkness and rain that was blanketed all around them. Looking away, the girl said, "Juvia wonders the same thing for you."

Gray backtracked a little at the unusual (but not unpleasant) third-person speech, "I, uh, couldn't sleep. You?"

"Juvia was thinking," she answered vaguely.

"About?" Gray pressed.

"You're very nosy," Juvia commented, "and Juvia does not even know your name."

It was then that Gray realized he had never introduced himself, making the awkward tension in the air double for a moment, "It seems I conveniently forgot to tell you… I'm Gray Fullbuster." He extended a hand.

"Juvia Lockser," Juvia answered curtly, stowing away her wand and fiddling with her Ravenclaw tie, ignoring Gray's outstretched hand, forcing him to pull it back jerkily.

"Pretty name," he said distractedly as he struggled to find something to talk to the girl about. She seemed a little lonely.

The comment caught Juvia off guard as she spluttered for a moment before settling on a "Thank you," now rather red in the face. Then, noticing for the first time that Gray was still standing in the pouring rain, Juvia gasped and scooted over to make room for Gray under the partial shelter of the tree, but she tensed up again when she realized Gray was now even closer to her than before.

"Can you tell me what you're thinking now?" Gray continued once he had gotten settled.

"Juvia... is the one who caused the rain," Juvia mumbled guiltily. That was certainly not the answer Gray expected.

"Excuse me?" he asked incredulously, "You caused all this?" He gestured around them to emphasize his point.

"Yes. Juvia is sorry. She cannot control it. Please do not be angry at her."

"Angry? No, I'm surprised! You must be really powerful to be able to sustain a rainstorm for two months, even if it is by accident."

"This rain has plagued Juvia since birth, actually," the blue-haired girl admitted. Gray's jaw dropped. Just how much magic did this girl have in her system? "But it is not her magic that is sustaining it; her magic only activated it!" Juvia continued, "Juvia was cursed the moment she came into this world to forever have that rain cloud following her, making her and those around her miserable and gloomy. Rain is dull, and as a rain woman, so is Juvia."

Gray had no clue how to respond to any of this. He was just an 11-year-old boy after all, so he just kept quiet.

The two just sat in silence for some time before Gray took out his wand and said. "I rather like the rain. It lets me do this. Glacialus!" It was the most basic of the ice spells Ur had taught Gray and Lyon since it literally had no purpose but to freeze whatever object you aimed at, but in this situation, the spell somehow warped, turning the rain around them into large, fluffy snowflakes.

Juvia looked all around in awe, entranced by the beauty falling gently all around her.

And was it Gray's imagination, or did the rain let up a little bit?

Suddenly feeling a drain on his energy, Gray yawned, grumbled a good-bye, and sneaked back to his dorms to sleep for the one hour he had left before he had to get up again, leaving Juvia under the tree to stare at the snow and the slowly brightening sky.

As the warm tendrils of sunlight slowly crested over the cloudless horizon and touched upon Juvia's cheeks for the first time in her life, a smile spread across Juvia's face with a brightness that rivaled even the sun.