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Chapter Eight: House of First Nights

Mick's POV:

I went into our dormitory and sat down on the bed I suspected was mine, seeing all my luggage piled neatly at the end of it. Alfie was already in here, and he and Albus were in mid-conversation about something. As soon as I came in, they stopped.

"What is it?" I asked. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Mick…" Albus trailed off, avoiding eye contact with me. "This isn't good. I think I might like Nina."

"That's bad, mate. Especially since she's extremely head-over-heels in love with Fabian."

"I know."

"Well… You're screwed."

"Thanks mate."

"No problem! Now, about my issue. Mara's in Ravenclaw with Jerome, and I have no way of communicating with her. What should I do? I mean, I think Jerome likes her, and I'm dating her so I'm not gonna let that slime ball get cozy with her."

"Talk to Rose in the morning. She'll know what to do. I mean, she is dating that sleaze bag Malfoy." Albus said the name Malfoy with a distinguishable amount of disgust.

"What'll she be able to do?" I was confused. Alfie looked as if he agreed with me, but he rolled his eyes anyways.

"We have these journals. They're charmed so you can communicate with people through writing to them. When the journal's closed and you get a message, the spine heats up and the book vibrates slightly. It's kind of like a Muggle mobile phone," he explained. "We got them from our uncles' shop not too long ago. Rose uses hers frequently to talk to Malfoy."

"Why do you hate Scorpius so much?" Alfie asked. He was voicing the question that had been on my mind since dinner when Rose mentioned her relationship with him. "Did he do something?"

"Well, Scorpius' dad is Draco Malfoy, and he was the enemy of my father and Rose's parents when they were in school. Draco was also in Slytherin, no surprise there, and Rose's dad told her on our first day not to get friendly with him because he was a Malfoy and they couldn't be trusted."

"So she's defying her father to go out with a guy who's supposedly evil?" I asked. "Sounds kind of like… Actually, I don't know what it sounds like."

"Sounds screwed up if you ask me," Alfie muttered, leaning back against his headboard.

"Yeah. It is. Anyways, since Rose has started dating Scorpius, she's told me, Lily and James, as well as all our other cousins and Uncle George. None of the other adults know, except Ted and Victoire. If her dad found out, he'd hex her into the next century."

"Ah, forbidden love! How romantic!" Alfie exclaimed, wringing his hands together.

"Mate, you're starting to sound more and more like Amber every day," I said, laughing at him.

Just then, Fabian came in, quiet as ever, and went over to his bed to change out of his robes. I looked at Albus, then at Fabian, then back at Albus. "What?" he asked.

"Albus has something to tell you," Alfie said nonchalantly. Albus whipped out his wand.

"Muffliato!" Albus shouted. Instantly, I heard everything go silent, and turning to Alfie, I noticed he had the same problem. We couldn't hear them. We glared at Al. "Sorry. Had to be done," was what I saw when I read his lips.

"What is it Albus?" I saw Fabian's lips move.

"It's nothing Fabian. Just Alfie being an idiot." At this, Alfie scowled at him, then got up to change out of his uniform. I did the same. I also guessed he'd been lip-reading like I had.

Then I was able to hear them talk again.

"Well? What was that for?" I asked.

"I put a muffliato spell on you guys so you wouldn't hear Fabian's and mine conversation. Don't be mad," he explained. I yawned, then crawled into bed.

"Whatever. Hey, where's Sean?"

Just as I'd asked that, the door to our room swung open and in walked our other roommate. "Hi," he said, going over to his bed. "Night."

"Night," we all said in unison. Then we turned out our lamps and went to sleep.


Amber's POV:

I was only half-asleep when I heard footsteps and the door to our room close. My eyes snapped open and I turned the lamp on next to my four-poster bed.

"Nina?" I asked. She sat down on the bed next to mine, going through her trunks for her pajamas.

"Hmm?" She seemed tired. "Yeah Ams?"

"This is weird. I mean, this whole thing is weird. Weirder than what happened at Anubis House."

"I know Amber. Trust me. Well, I found one thing out though."

"What's that?"

"Mick and I are great at disarming each other."

We both laughed at that, and then Rose entered the room followed by a girl with beautiful blonde hair and hazel eyes, and a brunette who looked like a girl version of Sean. They nodded at us in acknowledgement and went over to change out of their robes.

"Amber, Nina, this is Dominique," Rose gestured to the hazel-eyed girl, "and this is Tarra." The brunette smiled at us.

"I'm Dominique Weasley, one of Rose's many cousins!" the blonde girl said. I could tell her and I were going to get along just fine.

"I'm Tarra Finnigan. My twin brother Sean is your boyfriends' roommate," Tarra told us.

"Oh yeah, we met him in the common room," Nina said. "He congratulated me and Mick for disarming each other. Then Fabian caught my wand in his hand and Mick got all mad. They argued about it for about an hour. Mick left, then we met your brother. He's nice."

"Nina, your boyfriend is so cute!" Dominique cooed. Nina blushed, and I smiled widely.

"Finally! Someone who agrees with me! Dominique, don't you think they're just adorable together?" I asked.

"Of course Amber! They're destined to be… Seriously. They are."

"I can tell we're going to be great friends! Oh don't worry Nina, you'll still be my BAF."

"BAF?" Rose asked quizzically. She looked confused.

"Best American Friend," Nina explained. By now, she had her pajamas on and was snuggling under the comfy red blankets on her bed. "Hey, Rose?"

"Yeah Nina?"

"The girls' dormitory's charmed, right? So that no boys can enter it?"

"Yeah it is. Why?"

"Well… My cell phone doesn't work in the castle because of all the magic around here, so… What if I want to talk to Fabian after lights-out? The common room doesn't seem possible because someone might hear us…"

"My uncle George's shop, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, has these journals that are charmed so when you write in it, he'll get the message as well. You can communicate with each other, just like you could with your Muggle mobile phones. When the journal's closed and you get a message, the spine heats up and the book vibrates slightly," she explained, looking around for the books. "Their shop's in Hogsmeade. Now, if only I could find them…"

"What's the matter, Rose? Your stuff too organized to find something? What irony," Tarra joked. Rose glared at her.

Rose grabbed her wand and shouted, "Accio journals!"

Immediately, two nicely-bound books flew out of Rose's pile of stuff at the foot of her bed. They landed in her arms, and she tossed them to me.

"Now, we just need to get the other one to Fabian," she said. "Hmm… Do you want to wait until breakfast?"

"Sure," I said, flipping through the blank pages of parchment in the book.

"Oh Nina," Dominique interrupted. "There's also a charm you can perform on regular parchment so you can write back and forth to one another. Tarra and I do it all the time in classes with Sean and Albus."

"You what?" Rose asked, seething. She turned Weasley red and spun around to face her cousin. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you'd be mad at me? Rosie please don't Bat-Bogey Hex me into next week! I've got a lot to live for!"

"I'm mad because I now know why your Charms grade hasn't been as good as it could be. I heard it through the family grapevine. And I won't Bat-Bogey Hex you. I'm a Prefect, but I'm not evil. Anyways, I'm more upset about you not including me in this. Next time, let me know."

"Are you, Rose Weasley, wanting to stop paying attention in classes to gossip with your cousin, best friend, and the new people?" Nina and I looked at each other when she said 'new people'.

"Yeah. So?" Rose crossed her arms over her chest and started getting into bed.

"I think Scorpius has been a bad influence on you lately, Rose," Tarra said.

"Right, well, I'm going to sleep. G'night," I told them.

We all shut our lamps off, and immediately I felt a deep sleep overcome me.