Lily

It was so warm and comfortable in her bed. Lily could see why Kristin wasn't a morning person. Lily would hate to be awakened from such comfortable sleep. Just after Lily had finished that thought, a loud, shrill scream jolted her awake. In fact, the scream sounded like a girly-girl finding a spider or a rat. Kristin shot up right in bed.

"Who is that?!" She shrieked.

Christi covered her ears and tried to go back to sleep, Agatha looked around blearily, and then reached into her trunk, pulled out earplugs; put them in, the fell asleep. Frankly, Lily couldn't see how Agatha could go to sleep, even with earplugs. The scream, in Lily's opinion, could cut through stone. The screaming continued without a break.

"Doesn't that person need to breathe?" Evelaire said sleepily.

"Evidently not." Alice muttered.

"Oi!" A boy shouted from the sixth year dormitory. "You girls shut up! Some of us are trying to sleep!"

Thirty-six girls yelled back, "It isn't us!"

"Well then who is it?!"

"It's a boy!"

"Like a boy could scream so high-pitched." The unknown boy scoffed.

"Proof is right in front of you!"

Tuning out the debate over whether a boy's vocal chords could reach that high, Lily asked, "How long do you think he/she has been screaming?"

"At least ten minutes." Evelaire yawned.

"That person has iron lungs." Alice remarked.

Suddenly, Kristin stood.

"I can't take it anymore!" She cried.

Grabbing her wand, Kristin stormed from the room. Lily felt pity for whoever was screaming. Kristin in a morning rage was the scariest person in the world.

James

Sirius was staring at James in awe; Remus was frantically scrabbling for a quill and some parchment muttering, "Ear plugs. Must have ear plugs." Ryan Orlan (the blond from last night.) was howling, "SHUT UP!" Frank was covering his ears, and somehow, Peter slept through it all. James was screaming at the top of his iron lungs, because, Sirius (who else?) had played yet another prank on the unsuspecting James. James's hair was now a blinding neon pink. All his clothes were neon pink. His eyes had changed neon pink. How? James would never know. James's fingernails and toenails were messily painted neon pink. His lips were smeared with neon pink lipstick; his miniature broomstick was painted neon pink. His— you get the point don't you? So, of course James was horrified. No wait, horrified was what James was when he woke up. What he is now is when he found out that he couldn't get the lipstick, hair dye, nail polish, and paint off. Unfortunately for James, his troubles were far from over. What sounded like a screaming hurricane was rapidly approaching the dormitory door. The four boys that weren't a) screaming or b) sleeping wisely backed away from the door. The door slammed open to reveal a furious Kristin Yami who was holding a wand that was shooting sparks. She glanced at the neon pink James, put together what she knew of the boys in the dormitory, and then correctly assumed that Sirius was the reason for James's distress. But before she dealt with Sirius, she needed to deal with the distracting noise.

"Shut UP!" Kristin screeched so loudly that James could actually hear her.

He shut up, more from shock than anything else. Kristin turned to Sirius.

"When I fully wake up, you, Sirius Black, are dead."

She stormed from the room after uttering those threatening words.

Lily

Kristin had been gone for a while and the screaming hadn't faltered. Suddenly the tower shook with the force of two words, "Shut UP!" The screaming stopped.

"Thank Merlin." Alice breathed.

"Thank Kristin." Evelaire corrected. "She actually shut whoever that was up."

Kristin entered at that moment. She glared at everyone then fell onto her bed and into sleep. A few moments of silence passed.

"Erm… Kristin?" Alice said tentively.

"What?" Kristin snapped.

"It's time to go to breakfast."

Boy's Dormitory

"SIRIUS BLACK YOU ARE SO DEAD!"

Some days later…

"Another month till Christmas time! Christmas time. Another month till Christmas time!" Evelaire sang happily.

"We're going to America for Christmas." Kristin announced.

"Nice. Bring me a souvenir please." Alice said.

"Of course you'll bring me one, right Kristin?" Lily said.

"As long as you bring me something."

"I think that the professors would get angry if I took something from Hogwarts."

"You're staying here?" Kristin asked.

"Yeah, my mum, dad, and sister aren't going anywhere, so I'm going to stay here."

"Same here, I don't fancy being tortured by my brothers all holiday." Alice added.

"We're going to Italy." Christi said.

Christi had joined in almost all interaction, only Agatha remained aloof. Alice and Kristin (the only ones not intimidated by her) had decided that Agatha was going to be a special project.

"Oh!" Evelaire said abruptly. "I remembered something."

Before anyone had the chance to inquire what the something was, Evelaire continued, "Did you know, that the reason Sirius made James go neon pink, James plant a whoopee cushion in Sirius's chair, the marsh downstairs, the potions, the fake howlers; it's all because they made a deal or a bet, that they would prank each other until they find out who's best at pranking."

"So you mean this could go on all year?" Kristin groaned.

"Until they get tired of it." Alice said.

"Just how many detentions do they have?"

"Total or separate?"

"Erm…"

"100 detentions."

"Total?!"

"Yeah, it's a record."

"Excuse me, I need to faint."

Kristin pretended to swoon.

"Am I supposed to be impressed?" Lily asked.

"Yes! Sayfer only got 72 detentions, and that was all year. Sirius and James have been here, what one-two months?"

"Still not impressed…"

"Oh shut up."

CRASH! Six girls simultaneously turned and saw a boy who was staggering under a huge pile of books fall after being pushed by a Slytherin. The Slytherin was laughing and the group of boys and girls around him followed suit.

"That's not funny!"

Lily leapt to her feet and went to help the fallen boy. Alice went to help as well. The Slytherin boy looked at her condescendingly.

"Whatever, mudblood."

"Hey!" Kristin got to her feet. "Don't call Lily that!"

"I'll do what I want, Yami."

"I'm sure you'll—"

"Quiet in the library!" hissed the new librarian.

Madame Pince was overly protective of her books and she didn't trust the students to handle her books. Giving them a final glare, she stalked off in the direction of a chocolate eating boy. The Slytherins gave them a haughty look, then walked off, noses in the air.

"If they keep walking like that," Kristin muttered to Lily and Alice as she helped them pick up the boy's books. "they'll walk into a wall one day."

Lily stifled a snort.

"Hi." Alice said kindly to the boy. "My name is Alice, this is Lily, and that is Kristin."

The boy brushed his hair from his eyes and replied.

"My name is Remus Lupin. Thanks for helping me."

"What are all these books for?" Lily asked, glancing at the books.

Dragon Species of Great Britain and Ireland, Charms for the Charming, Defend Yourself Against the Dark Arts, and Magical Water Plants of the Mediterranean along with his school books were all scattered over the floor. Remus shrugged.

"Learning about the magical world."

"Hey." Lily said suddenly. "Aren't you in Gryffindor?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Are you in a dormitory with Sirius and What's-his-name—James?"

For some reason unknown to Lily, Remus shuddered.

"Don't remind me. Most of the pranks occur in the dormitory, and they don't always land on the right person…"

"Ouch." Kristin said sympathetically, patting his shoulder.

"Well, two places they'll never prank are the library and the classrooms." Remus said confidently.

Famous last words…

History of Magic

Ah… the familiar classroom scene… three-fourths of the class asleep and drooling, five students working on another subject, one student paying strict attention, three students doodling, and two students working on a prank. Wait a minute. Screen screeches to a halt. Two students working on a prank?! That's not right!

"No! If you aim it that way, it'll go through the wall into McGonagall's room!"

"But if you aim it that way, it'll go through Binns!"

"He's a ghost! He can't feel anything!"

"He's still a professor! Besides, it'll go through him and into McGonagall's room!"

"Fine! We'll aim for the ceiling!"

"But won't it go through the ceiling?"

"No! Filibuster's Wet Start Fireworks don't go through walls and ceilings!"

"Then aim it at Binns! You just said that it doesn't go through walls!"

"All right!"

Sirius and James glared at each other, and then Sirius dumped water on the fireworks.

"Stand back!" Sirius hissed as the fireworks began to fizz. Blam! The fireworks shot toward and oblivious Binns and began to explode. Several girls screamed, as the room was filled with fireworks. James and Sirius grinned and gave each other a high-five.

McGonagall's Office

"You deliberately set off fireworks in Professor Binns class." McGonagall said.

It was a statement, not a question.

"No, professor." Sirius said. "My hands accidentally slipped and poured water over the clearly marked 'Filibusters Wet Start Fireworks'."

"And my hands accidentally aimed the fireworks in the direction of Professor Binns." James chipped in.

McGonagall stood up. "You aimed the fireworks at Professor Binns?!"

Alarmed by the anger he saw in McGonagall's eyes, Sirius said placating, "He's a ghost; he can't feel anything. And besides, we livened up his boring class."

"That's not the point!" McGonagall barked.

"But—"

"Detention for a month, both of you!" She snapped. "And 50 points from Gryffindor."

"50?!" Sirius gasped.

"Each." McGonagall said tightly.

James and Sirius exchanged doomed expressions.

Girls Dormitory

"They did what?!" Lily cried in horror.

"100 points. James and Sirius lost us 100 points." Alice said dully.

"But-but that puts us in last place!"

"You think?" Kristin said sarcastically.

"The Gryffindors better win this Qudditch match, or it's all over." Christi snapped.

"And we'll make sure to take it out on the right people." Agatha said in a low, icy voice.

An awkward silence filled the room after the threat. Lily broke the silence.

"So…Kristin. You never did tell me what Quidditch was."

"It's a sport played on broomsticks. There are six goals, three on each end. Seven players on a team; one keeper, two beaters, three chasers, and one seeker. There are four balls; the quaffle is the goal scoring ball (the chasers score with this, the keeper defends against this), the bludgers try and knock players off their brooms (the beaters jobs are to keep them away from their team and knock them to the other team), the snitch is an enchanted, golden, tiny, fast, near invisible ball that ends the game if it is caught. It's worth 150 points if caught, and it's the seeker's job to catch it." Kristin explained. "First years aren't allowed to try out, or I would have done so already."

"Make sure you wear Gryffindor colors to show your support." Alice reminded Kristin.

"I know that blue is your favorite color."

"Ha-ha. I know for a fact that green is your favorite color."

"So the Quidditch game is next week?" Lily asked.

"I can hardly wait." Agatha said. And for the first time, her tone wasn't sarcastic.

Quidditch Pitch

"Welcome to the first Quidditch game of the season, Gryffindor verses Hufflepuff!"

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I was concerned at first about the dates, and then I looked it up in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone and found that Quidditch started in November! Lucky me! Any ways thanks to my reviewers,

Agent327: Yeah, you're right. I've corrected that. The blond is Ryan Orlan.

PalomaPotter, Crazy book lover, iluvreading,

Ron lover 6789: I've jumped off a cliff numerous times. I'm still alive. Actually, it was quite fun! This story will go beyond seventh year, but I have this vague plan of dividing it into three parts…I dunno. We'll see.

Until we meet again,

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