A/N: hey there! So... here is another chapter in All Natural Angels: Sorrowful! Yes I changed the title, why? Because this is a series and all the stories need different titles! The next one will be called 'All Natural Angels: Luminous'... I think... hee... well... on to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any song/ quote that I use. But I do own the plot and the OC characters! Do not steal them from me!

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*** All Natural Angels: Sorrowful ***

** Chapter Nine **

"OH MY GOD! I MISSED YOU!" Leila turned around just in time to see Jasmine charging at her with her arms wide up for a bone-crushing hug. Leila stepped aside to avoid the deathly hug. Jasmine ran passed her. "Hey!" she exclaimed and ran back to Leila.

Leila laughed out loud. "Come on Jazzy, let's go to the train." She dragged her friend onto Hogwarts Express after they dropped off their things at the carriage holder on the train. The two girls found a compartment and took their seats. The two talked about stuff until Tess joined them and they talked about different stuff. And then Marisa came along and the four talked about more stuff.

"And then this guy came and was like 'hey dude, waz up yo doggie!' and I liked said-"Jasmine was interrupted when the train jerked forward, a. k. a. the train started to move. Jasmine blinked. "What was I saying?" she asked.

"Donno..." replied Tess as she flipped through a magazine. Marisa shrugged and made a comment on some guy's picture in the magazine. Leila laughed for God knows what.

"Man, that guy is hot..." Marisa said as Tess and her looked at the Magazine. "What's his name? Daniel? Nice..."

Leila looked at Jasmine with her eyebrows raised. "What are they looking at?" she asked.

"Muggle magazine." Jasmine answered the confused pureblood. Leila nodded and pulled out a muggle fashion magazine and started to flip through the pages.

"Oh my gosh! What a gorgeous dress!" she exclaimed.

Tess looked at the picture and then at the price. "Leila, that dress is 6,020 dollars in muggle-American currency."

Leila turned to the next page before she replied "Yeah I know! It's so cheap!" the girls looked at her as if she went insane. They almost forgot the little factor that Leila was born into one really, really, really, really fitly rich family, and she was 'given' A LOT of money when she was disowned (and that money is sitting in a bank and growing and growing...).

"Cheap?" Marisa asked after she was done drooling over the pictures in that magazine from Tess.

Jasmine laughed. "Well, it's cheap for you huh?" she asked the Filipino.

"I'm sorry if I offended you!" Leila exclaimed when she noticed why everyone was acting the way they did when she said the dress was cheap. "I didn't mean to..."

"Its okay, Lala." Tess told her worried friend.

"Are you sure?" she asked them.

"YES!" all three of them exclaimed at the same time.

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"Are those horse-less carriages?" Tess asked as the girls finally got off the train and were heading to the carriages that would take them to Hogwarts. No one answered Tess's question.

"Where's Leila?" Jasmine asked as they walked closer to the 'horse-less' carriages.

Tess answered "She had to fix her shoe, I think we left her by accident... wait! Here she comes now!" The girls turned to see Leila running up to them.

"Hey! Why did you leave me behind?" she asked catching her breath and looking at her friends. They were covering her view of the carriages. But when Tess moved a bit Leila caught what seemed to look like horses.

"Monsters..." Leila whispered.

Marisa heard what Leila said. "What are monsters?"

Leila pointed a shaky finger at the 'horse-les' coaches. "Th-those things! Those 'horses' that are pulling the coaches!" the girls saw nothing and wondered what Leila was so spook out about.

Tess rolled her eyes. "You are seeing things, Leila. Come on! Lets go before there are no more left." But Leila refused to go so the girls dragged her to one of the empty ones.

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"Man do they look scared." Jasmine said to Tess while watching the first years come in. Tess nodded in agreement.

"We were like them last year you know." Informed Marisa. Both of the girls rolled their eyes and Tess began to complain that she was hungry and that she wants food now.

After awhile the sorting was over and Dumbledore gave his little speech and the food appeared.

"Food at last! Food at last! Thank God almighty! We've got food at last!" Jasmine exclaimed as the food appeared and causing people to laugh, or giggle, at the comment.

Midway into the meal, Marisa over heard a fellow Gryffindor, third year, talk about the 'horse-less' carriages. "I heard that they are being pulled by some creature but you can only see em' if you saw someone die right in front of you." the boy told his friend.

Marisa digested the information. 'Did Leila witness someone's death?' she asked herself. She looked over at the Slytherin table. Leila caught her looking at waved. Marisa smiled. 'Damn, that girl is a mystery... then again... don't we all have a secrets?' she looked at Tess and Jasmine who were eating happily.

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"Goodnight." Deborah's lamp turns off.

Then Monica's lamp is turned off. "Goodnight, Debbie and Leila."

"Go to sleep!" Leila told them as she turned off her light. "And good night you two." But she was met by silence. 'Those two fall asleep easily.' Leila thought as she lay in her bed. She turned to her side and picked up Lizzy off the floor and cuddled it. She closed her eyes but founded out that she could sleep.

She got up, placed the bear under the covers and pulled on her robe. She tiptoed across the room to the door and opened it as quietly as she can and slipped out. She closed the door behind her and sighed in relief. She then made her was to the common room.

There was a fire but no one was there. She took the lover's seat that was next to the fire; there was another chair across from her. Leila pulled her legs up against her chest and stared at the fire. The flames danced in her eyes.

She stared at the fire, which seemed to be playing memories to her like a screen in a movie theater. The memories were happy ones, before she was blamed for her brother's death.

The times when her father didn't ignore her. Back when her mother didn't scream at her telling how useless she was and that she was probably a dark witch. The days when her little sister admired her and her older sister just didn't like her for any reason. Those peaceful years when he was alive to make things right, and to sing her lullabies when demons came into her dreams.

Lost in the memories of a happy family, a family that she is no longer part of. Flames danced in her watery eyes.

"Leila?"

She turned around to see Chris standing behind her chair. She quickly wiped her eyes. "Yes?"

"May I join you? I couldn't sleep either." Leila nodded and Chris took the chair across from her. "So, what kept you from sleeping?" he asked.

"I don't know. I just couldn't fall asleep." She answered his question. "You?"

"Same here, so I came down." He replied. And so the two sat in the Slytherin common room in respectful silence.

After awhile Leila yawned. "Well, I see that you are sleepy." Chris commented. Leila nodded and got up and headed upstairs. "Well, I enjoyed this." Chris told Leila before she stepped onto the stairs. Her back as facing him so he couldn't see that she was blushing madly.

"Yeah, I enjoyed you company, Chris." She said facing him. "Good night." And she left to go to her dorm after he said good night to her. When she left Chris found himself blushing like crazy too.

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"Three classes with Gryffindor, two with Ravenclaw, and two with Hufflepuff." Stated Monica as the Prefects passed out the secludes. "Next year we can join the Dueling Club... we still have Fridays off..." she then ate a spoonful of her porridge. "Where's Leila?"

Deborah shrugged as she spread grape jam on her toast. "Beats me. Mmm... this jam is good! Try some, Monica!" she exclaimed to her friend who just rolled her eyes. Just as Monica rolled her eyes Leila came though the doors waved at Jasmine and all and sat down next to Monica.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. I couldn't find a matching pair of socks." She brushed some of her hair that fell in front of her face before continuing. "Did they pass out-?"

"Yes, and here is yours." Deborah gave Leila her schedule. 'Damn girl, you have nine classes! We only have seven..."

"Yeah, their on Friday mornings." Leila informed them as she poured her self a glass of pumpkin juice. She then began to chug down her drink.

"Still tutoring Chris?" Monica asked Leila. Deborah heard and pitched in.

"Next year we can go to the Hogsmeade weekends and attended the dances... Halloween dance... Yule Ball... hint, hint, catch my drift?" Deborah playfully winked at her. Leila ignored and just continued to eat her breakfast.

Across the Hall at the Gryffindor table...

"So Lupin comes around this hall to get to his room around ten-ish at night, it would take him about five minutes to cross it, leaving us that five minutes to cross that hall and not get caught." Jasmine said to Tess as the looked at poorly drawn map on a napkin.

"What about nasty old Flich (sp?)?" Tess asked as Jasmine finished the plan.

"He would already be done in that area, but he would be only about six minutes away. "Marisa answered Tess's question. "And we have to be quiet." She said looking at Jasmine who smiled sheepishly.

"That was way back in May! It's not my fault I stepped on my own foot!" Jasmine said defensively.

"Oh yes it is. You control your own foot, so it is YOUR fault that tripped on your own foot." Tess said. Marisa nodded in agreement.

"Stepped NOT trip..." Jasmine told them. The girls just rolled their eyes.

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A/N: Wee. Another chapter is done! Thank you to all who is reading this chapter and a gift basket to you who is/ have reviewed! And that basket is filled with: Rum from some place in the world, Sake, animal shaped onion rings and uh... this funky looking green-ish yellow thing...

Okay, that part when they are looking at magazines and Marisa says that some guy named Daniel looks hot... hmm, Harry Potter, some guy named Daniel... uses those two clues to see what ACTOR I'm referring to... there another clue! So here they are: Harry Potter, some dude named Daniel, actor... guess it right and I might have you as a guest appearance in the next chapter! Oh yeah, and please tell me what you want to be named...

The Reviewer (on chapter 7): Thanks for reviewing! I hope you did well on that project! This story maybe half way over but that doesn't mean that the series is half way over!

URA1990 (on chapter one): yes, Jordan, these girls DO sound very familiar... hmmm... reminds me of a couple of certain people I know (and you should know too!)... So, is Jasmine (really one!) really giving up Yaoi, drugs, cussing, and all that unholy stuff (Marisa, Tess, Elaine (the short one lol) and I disowned her, I bet she wont even last five days!)? Ah! The world is ending! And the both of us are going to die as virgins! Oh the pain and agony... n_n... hey, every time I type in Tess the computer thinks I meant 'test'... that is SO amusing

URA1900 (on chapter two): am I really that depressing in real life? :: Ponders for a bit:: sorry if my story made you feel depress! Lol! Me a good writer? Hah! That's funny; remember I had to rewrite that vocabulary assignment in seventh grade four times because of grammar mistakes? And every time she yelled at me? Ah, that was a good laugh.

URA1900 (on Chapter four): what do you mean that you life now has meaning? You supply the goods! JK. Do you really think that is how my mind works? Come on, Jordan! Think! You are the one who said I looked evil and depress during the fire drill (standing in Dexter's shadow)! And... didn't I tell you whom I liked? Man, even Jasmine knows!

When I told her during home EC. She cried out "Chris!" and when Alicia O. and Bryanna G. looked at her (they know also) she the then covered up by saying 'Christ! Yeah, that's what I said. Not Chris...' Yes, Jordan, I like a GUY. Come on! How can I not like a guy? Elaine and me talked about WEDDINGS on Friday (she wants hers on the beach...)! Hey... should I get Jasmine with Matt or Andrew? Or should it be Marisa? Or should I have Andrew rap- never mind (I'll be dead if one of them read this...)... maybe Tess or Marisa get with Michel... hmm... decisions... decisions...

Well, here is an extra; it is a poem that I had to write for English. So far I have gotten good responses (Jordan, you got to read Jasmine's and Laura's poems, their so damn funny, one word, naked dragons). So... here it is!

Poem: Morning of None

Listen my children, and you shall hear

A story that is not really pleasant to the ear

May you laugh, may you cry,

To my story, told by I.

A story about a girl who lives in fear.

Poor little girl, asleep with her teddy bear

In her bed, cozy, nice, and peaceful.

She will wake up soon and walk down the squeaky stairs

And lay her eyes upon a sight so sorrowful.

On the floor are three limp bodies

Of her sister, mom and daddy.

Poor little girl, she becomes confused

She stares at them, not knowing what to do.

Why are they sleeping on the floor, she wish she knew.

Now someone was knocking on the door.

Little girl is shock, have they come back for more?

"Hello!" the person called, "what is going on there?"

The girl stared at her mommy and replied, "no, no one is here."

But it wasn't heard, but listen closely to the sound,

Of the dead's muffled footsteps on the ground.

Is it good? Well, here is another poem I did just for fun, hope you like this one! (Please tell me in your reviews what you think about them!)

Music of Doom

Let us spend money on wars that let our people die

Why must we ignore the hungry child's cry?

Sending our youths to their graves.

The son should be the one

That buries his mother, not the other way.

We are bright, happy, innocent and young

Dancing to the beat of fifty-one war drums

How can we call your selves siblings?

If next to your head is a bomb or a gun?

Then again, how could peace come?

If your father's blood isn't sacrifice

Our fate is a two-sided dice.

Now come, let us children sing

To the devil's songs that offer us nothing.

Lets us cling to our expensive martial things.

Walk on blinded in the naïve light.

And skip down that path that doesn't lead to a sinful fight.

Well, till next time,

-LaLa_the_Panda