Lily Potter POV

"Lily, what are you doing?" Dom asked, Ricky peeked up behind Dom to see what mischief I was up too.

The feast was over, it was delicious, as always. Ani got sorted into Gryffindor. (He got a letter from McGonagall last night saying instead of being sorted with the first years he should be sorted separately after the feast, apparently it would have been really embarrassing to stand up there towering over all ye firsties, I think Uncle Charlie talked to dearest Minerva).

Now us grffy girls were kind of unpacking and adding homey touches and such to our dorm. Dom put a black bedspread on her bed and put up a thick black lacy canopy. Ricky put up a bunch of posters of muggle and magical male celebrities on the posts of her bed and the walls.

I put a tie die sheet on my bed (part of me and Lu's extreme tie die marathon this summer), I put up my lacy blue canopy that I found at this weird vintage used store, and covered the posts of my bed and surrounding walls with photos.

I took lots of photos, it was kind of my thing. I loved looking at pictures and reminiscing. I have a magical camera and a muggle camera, I use both.

I had a picture of me and Jeremy from the Yule Ball last year, a picture of me and James eating cotton candy at a muggle fair back when I was ten and he was fourteen, one of me and Lorcan jumping in puddles when we were five, another of me and Teddy right before he left last year with our mouths filled with very berry pie. And there are millions more.

"Nothing!" I yelped and pushed the case back under my bed.

"Right," Ricky said skeptically as she continued doing what ever the hell she doing. Dom giggled, shrugged and turned away.

Ah, a close one. I didn't keep many secrets from my friends. And probably my biggest secret was Belinda.

Belinda was my guitar, my dad gave her to me when I was eight. I don't know why I didn't tell my friends about her, but I don't know, it just seemed really really personal. Belinda was my escape from all the crap.

In our little dorm suite there were three other girls staying: Natalie Finch- Fletchley (hung out with Rose's click out nasty preppy whores, but she was actually pretty chill as a person, she just hung out with them), Judy Beddington (frigid bitch slut omega supreme, Rose's soul sister), and of course Ms. Tart herself Rose Weasley. Oh joy.

They hadn't came back from the feast yet, three guesses where they are… broom cupboard, deserted classroom, maybe in a bush some where on the grounds.

"So I hear there's a party at Hufflepuff's tonight, you guys game, apparently there will be loads of dust?" Ricky asked with a cheeky grin.

"Do you think Frankie will go?" Dom asked hopefully.

Me and Ricky hurled pillows at her.

"Ok ok! I'm down!" Dom laughed.

"Yah I'm game too, gotta kick this year off with a bang," I grinned and smacked hands with Ricky.

"Well then c'mon my bitches! Lets get down to business" Ricky howled. Silly cow. She stripped down and began rummaging through her drawers for some not nasty school robes. I really didn't like the "dress code". I think people should choose what they want to wear, I mean c'mon let our individuality shine through!

"What should I wear?" Dom asked, she was poking around for a new outfit too.

"What about your red skinnies, with your anime t-shirt, and your black converse?" I asked, mentally going through her dark wardrobe in my mind.

"Oh yah, sexy, wear that, Frankie won't be able to keep his hands off you," Ricky winked at Dom naughtily.

"Shut up Ricky!" poor Dom turned bright red. Frankie and Dom were a couple lovey prudes.

"You know it's weird not having Jemima around," I commented, I felt like she should be here. With her head girl status she also got a new delicious suite, one that'd she be sharing with yummy Mr. Malfoy, lucky bastard.

I decided I was going to let the incident on the train go, I mean it really wasn't anyone's fault. Oh the Pacifist in me.

"Dumb bitch, leaving us for her snazzy new place, I say we go rockstar on that shit," Ricky smirked evily.

"Now, now, I say we invade and conquer," I said saucily.

"Aye! I knew there was I reason I kept you are kid," Ricky nodded in mock acceptance.

She was still clad in only her bra and panties. Honestly I was really jealous of her bod (cough I like guys but I'm just pointing it out cough cough). She had big boobs, I was really almost flatchested, and her tummy and hips were curvy, I had an athletic toned straight waist. Her legs were sexy, tan and long, I had skinny legs.

"What should I wear?" Ricky asked after sitting back and staring at all the clothes she had dumped on the floor.

"I say you go like that," I sniggered.

"Yah probably should lose the undergarments though," Dom offered with a teasing smile.

"Damn horn-dogs, I mean seriously Lil, you help gloomy over there but not me? Your husband!" Ricky moaned.

Yup me and Ricky got hitched over the summer, long story.

I sighed in defeat and said "Leather pants, black tank with the strappy back"

"Ah perfect, my lovely wife, while you are at it, go make me a sandwich."

"Ungrateful bastard." I muttered.

As much as I hated "primping" I did a bit anyways.

I decided on a loose white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and red high top converse (yes I'm so cool I have high top and low top red converse, funny story I had put red converse on my wish list one birthday so Teddy and James both got me a pair, idiots). I even put on a little make up! Shocker! Only a little mascara, don't tell Lu. Then Ricky tied me to a chair and straightened my hair, dumb bitch.

"Hey Lily, go run over and see if the guys are going too eh?" Ricky asked, her and Dom were still flaffing around with their hair.

"Yes mam," I saluted her happy to get away from their girly grossness and grabbed my broom from beside my bed. My broom was top of the model Nimbus Trickster II, named Ophelia. (Yes I tend to name things).

You see every time you try to go up the stairs of the opposite sex's dorms the stairs turn into a slide and you fall down, but if you ride up on a broom, its cool, the magic doesn't detect you.

The guy's dorm was a lot duller then ours. No canopies, no posters, no cool shit. Ha that's a lie, Albus still had his girl band posters, creep.

"Allo!" I called loudly as I hopped off my broom.

It looked like Lorcan, Ani, and Jeremy were all talking kind of crowded around Jeremy's bed, oh dear Merlin, Jeremy was shirtless, again (inside joke, Jeremy is always shirtless).

On the other side of the room I spotted Albus, Liam, and Hugo playing wizard's chess, losers.

"Hey Lily," Ani beamed, well at least he looked really flipping happy to see me.

"Looking fine Lil," Lorcan winked at me.

"Thanks babe," I laughed and plopped down next to him on his bed. Lorcan and I had been friends the longest out of our clan (we were tight in the womb), I never picked favorites or anything, but me and Lorcan are really close.

Lorcan wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

"What brings you here, besides to oogle over my sexy body?" Jeremy asked flexing his abs and giving me a better look, dear lord child, enhancing potions are bad.

"No I just came here to stare at your abs," I shrugged.

"Should have known, as soon as the shirt comes off, the girls come flying," Jeremy sniggered.

"You are sucha whore Jeremy," I giggled.

Jeremy shrugged and smirked.

"Nah, there's a party-" I started.

"Party!?" Liam shouted. I swear to Merlin that kid can hear that word from a mile away, he ran over, Albus and Hugo kept their douscher façade and strutted over.

"Hufflepuff, the year kick off," I grinned at Liam's stupidity.

"I thought there wasn't going to be a party this year," Albus questioned snootily.

"Well apparently there is," I grumbled, uh, I really didn't enjoy his presence at all.

"So the Hufflepuffs did step up to the plate this year, awesome!" Liam, blooming party monkey.

"Are they stalked up?" Jeremy asked scratching his abs, bloody hell, put a shirt on man.

"Apparently, Ricky said they had dust," I shrugged, oh my crazy alcoholic drugee friends.

"Firewhiskey?" Liam asked his eyes were wide in excitement, he had whipped out his handy dandy comb and was slicking his hair back, I think that had become like a weird tweak for him.

"I don't know," I answered simply.

"I know the Smith twins got a loot of it, I can go negotiate with them," Liam grinned, winked at me, and sprang up disappearing down the hall. Wow Liam, wow.

"C'mon Hugo, lets go get ready," Albus was smiling. What a fucking girl. He takes longer to primp then I do!

As if seeing the wonderful burn bubbling up to my lips, Lorcan put his hand over my mouth. I licked his hand, but he didn't budge. Damn it! Apparently once you've been pulling that trick since you were one year old the shock wears off.

"Let it go sweetstuff," Lorcan said grinning and released my mouth.

"He is such a pansy! And I had a really good one this time!" I moaned.

"I'm sure you did," Lorcan was grinning and squeezing my shoulders.

"So what are the Parties like here?" Ani asked curiously.


Scorpius POV

After the feast me and the blind chick had to go meet up with McGonagall. I was honestly super stoked about having a place all to myself. It was going to be freaking sweet, I could bring girls in there and not even worry about an audience. Sweet success.

"I'm Jemima," the blind girl said, her voice was really high pitched and sing-song like. We were waiting outside of her office, someone was already in there. Uh, creepy, she was staring at me with those unseeing eyes. That doesn't even make sense. She was like looking straight into my eyes, but like yah, she is blind.

"I'm Scorpius," I debated whether or not I should like put my hand up to shake her hand…

"Nice to meet you," she grinned, she had a really happy smile. I smiled back, I didn't know why, not like she would see it.

The door to McGonagall's office swung open sharply and nearly bashed me, I jumped aside at the last second.

Out walked "Ani". What the shit. This kid was definitely gonna be a thorn in my side. He looked at me with a weird look in his eye, like he was almost sizing me up. Sure he was like almost my height, but I could definitely take him in a fight. Kid was a tooth pick.

"Sorry," he said with out an ounce of sincerity. Damn that accent! Girls always love an accent.

"Not a problem man," I said cooly.

"Aren't you the kid who gave Lily a concussion on the train?" He asked smugly. Idiot. It was obvious he fancied her, but since he was new I figured we both had a pretty even chance (Ha "even", Toothpick Duster Wannabe vs. Me, fat chance).

"It was an accident, but don't you worry I'll apologize to her myself," I smirked.

That lit a fire in his eyes. I bet Jemima sensed the tension because she cut in.

"Everyone saw it was an accident Ani, silly boy, what house did you get sorted into?" Jemima gushed excitedly. I thought it was weird she used the verb saw, I mean, she didn't see it.

"Gryffindor," Ani said getting his cool back. Fuck "Gryffindor". everyone thinks Gryffindor is the fucking shit. It's not. Slytherin is where it's really happening.

"Oh wow that's so great!" Jemima reached blindly and squeezed his forearm happily. She seemed like one of those people who was happy a lot, but not like over the top faking it, just happy. I could appreciate that.

"Yah, I better go unpack," Ani said grinning and inching back.

"Oh do you know where you are going?" Jemima asked worriedly.

"Oh yah, don't worry about me," Ani assured her. He gave me a stiff nod, that I returned with my trade mark smirk, then set off down the hallway.

"Thanks for, erm, defending me?" I said almost questioningly after an awkward silence.

"Oh, no need to thank me, it was the truth, you didn't mean to," She was smiling all understandingly, it made me smile.

"Who is that Ani kid anyways?" I asked casually.

"Oh, he is super cool, he has been all over the world studying dragons," She was still all grins and pep. Dragons huh? Bet that made him think he was tough.

I wanted to ask more questions, you know scope out the competition, but I thought it would be kinda creepy. I knew she was really good friends with Lady Potter too, maybe I could hint about her later and get a bit of leverage on her I could use.

"So, did you want to be head boy?" Jemima asked, she seemed honestly curious, I mean no one is really sincere anymore. I just didn't like how she didn't really blink, and she was kinda staring past me at the wall.

"Well, I didn't think I was going to get it, and I hadn't really given it much thought, but I guess I'm good with it now," I said scratching the back of my head, trying to find some words.

Honestly I never wanted the responsibility of being head boy. But after some after thought I was happy to have one more thing to top Potter with.

"Well, I've always wanted to be head girl," Jemima said, it kind of looked like she was blushing.

You know when people ask you a question and you answer and then without asking for it they tell you their answer and honestly its just creepy because you are like hey I never asked you? Well I didn't ask her for her answer and she told me anyways and it didn't feel creepy.

I was going to ask her why I think when McGonagall called us into her office. I let Jemima go first (always use my manors around the ladies) then followed her up.

McGonagall was sitting behind her desk looking like a right sour puss.

"Good evening, I just wanted to discuss a couple matters concerning your positions as Head Girl and Head Boy," she said inclining that we should sit down.

"You need to hold a meeting with the other prefects to assign the nightly rounds, students must be put into partners and the hours must rotate, you too must take part in rounds." What the shit? I thought that what we had prefects for! To do our dirty work!

"Also you two will be in charge of hosting a school function this year, in other words a ball or dance of some sort sometime within the year." She took a breath, and I debated if I should be writing all this shit down.

"And, you two are model students so you must uphold the rules of this establishment, refrain from any foolery, fighting, and any other nonsense that is against the regulations of this school." Yah, whatever. I was having a fucking hard time concentrating, she was so monotone. Or maybe it was just that I was so use to tuning her out.

"You are also allowed to punish other students by deducting house points and detentions, but if I hear of either of you taking advantage of dispensation I will have your badge." Well then, I'll just have to make sure I catch Potter in some shinanigans, won't be too difficult.

"You will also be rewarded private living quarters, do not abuse them either." Is wild nonstop shagging considered abusing?

"I know the general criteria was sent along with your badges but I just wanted to remind you of a few finer points, Now your belongings have already been taken to your new accommodations, they are left of the astronomy towers towards the kitchens behind the portrait of the Spanish Conquistador." she stood up and we did too.

Astronomy tower? Kitchens? Fuck yes! Whenever I wanted a for sure lay all I had to do was a bring the girl up to the Astronomy Tower and mumble some shit about how she was more beautiful then stars or something. And hey I was a growing boy who loved him some food.

"Good luck," she said, Bloody hell! Was she smiling? Was that suppose to be a smile?

"Thank you Professor," Jemima was practically oozing excitement.

"Yah thank you," I added as politely as I could. Jemima turned and skipped gracefully from the room. I followed, practically running, anything to get away from her constant blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Once out of the hell hole Jemima said "Oh gosh! I can't wait to see our new rooms!"

Uhh. She can't see! She is blind! Why does she keep saying see?

After I didn't reply for half a second she turned and began skipping down the hall. I walked quickly behind her.

"Jemima?" I asked after following her down corridor after corridor.

"Yes Scorpius?" she asked cheerfully, slowing down to a slow walk, so I could catch up.

"No offense, but how do you know where you are going?" I asked almost timidly.

"I don't," she said simply.

Shock. I mean where the fuck are we? It was really dark and I was unfamiliar with this side of the castle.

"Just kidding!" Jemima laughed so joyfully.

I sighed in relief, and laughed a little.

"My wand, as long as I'm holding it, I just think about where I want to go and I guides me, but I have basically memorized this castle so I don't really need it so much," lifted her wand hand, where her wand and her hand were touching their was a weird red shiny line.

Cool. Magic was basically the shit. I couldn't believe that she had memorized this entire castle, I mean I could see and I hadn't.

"Huh, well that's pretty cool," I said.

"Yah, it's pretty sweet," she smiled and started skipping again, leaving me power walking behind her.

Ok so the astronomy tower is basically on the opposite side of the caste from McGonagall's office. But with Jemima's skipping down secret passage ways we got their in half the time. I caught up with her at the portrait of the Spaniard.

"Buenos tarde mis amigos, what will the password be?" He asked whipping off his hat thing that had a bunch of feathers on it and bowing really deep and gracefully. I decided I was going to make this guy my friend.

I looked to Jemima, but she had her eyes closed, she looked deep in thought.

"How about "Disco Lemonade" ?" Jemima asked with a giggle.

"Ha, sure, what's disco lemonade?" I asked. Thought it could be the name of some alcoholic beverage, or maybe some kind of sex toy, but then again Jemima seemed pretty freaking straight edge.

"I have no idea, it's in one of my favorite songs," Jemima shrugged and giggled again.

"Disco Lemonade it is," I grinned, I was still pretty sure it referred to something dirty, and I was pretty ok with that.

"I will be sure to remember that my lord and lady!" The Spaniard shouted and the portrait swung open.

So really this place was fucking awesome. When you go in there is a big sitting room and a huge fireplace with a bunch of comfy furniture, it looked all cozy and home-like. There is also a giant bookshelf that stretches across the entire left side. Then there is a big stair case that leads you to two smaller circular stair cases.

My room was up the right stair case. My room was freaking sweet. The bed was this giant squishy beast with a dark blue bed spread and a bunch of huge pillows. I liked pillows ok? Is that a crime?

The floors were a simple dark wood. The walls were a light blue, and everything felt bright-ish, unlike back at the Malfoy Manor where everything is a fucking dungeon.

There was a bookshelf, a smaller sitting area, a mini fridge (hells yes), a huge mother fucking muggle flat screen and a billion video games (double hells yes! Fabian got us Slytherin Males hooked on Muggle video games don't tell the rents), and a big ole closet for my sexy attire. I even had my own humongous bathroom. I mean there was a shower and a bathtub! And everything was already unpacked! Yes yes yes yes!

I flopped back on my bed, this year was going to be the best. I laid there for a good five minutes lulling in my good fortune when I heard a tapping at my window. It was Lucas's owl, Nancy. I opened up the window and Nancy flew in and perched next to Owl (they definitely had a little thing going on). I opened up my little letter from Lucas.

Scorpius-

Party. Hufflepuff. Big year kick off. Elliot is chipping in enough muggle beer to intoxicate half of Ireland.

-Lucas

Perfect way to kick off the perfect year!