Author's Note: Sorry this one is so short. I decided I'd put it up today for that reason. I've got finals this week, but then I'll be off for Christmas Break so hopefully I'll get more work done.

Fun Fact: Chapter 7 has less visitors than Chapter 8. Apparently some people read 8 and not 7. My advice would be read the whole story; it probably makes more sense that way.

I don't own Harry Potter and characters. However, this chapter introduces a few more first years of my own. All the guys and are my creations and I own them, along with Elaine and her Ravenclaw friends (except Luna of course!). And Selenia is mine too!

Elaine's POV

Monday came back around after an uneventful Sunday. Charms was much easier now that the boys had learned not to play with their wands.

After leaving History of Magic with—miraculously- three pages of notes on dead, forgotten witches and wizards, I headed to the Great Hall with Ainslee for lunch. Nandra trailed behind with Radburn arguing over sharing notes with the people who fell asleep. Luna had managed to get the other two boys to listen to her talk about some strange creature her father wrote about in his magazine.

When I found out that her father owned the Quibbler, I tried to avoid her and barely tolerated her when I couldn't get away. My mother would have died of shame if she knew.

There was a group of first years just outside the Great Hall. Two of the boys were dirty; I suspected they had just finished Herbology. All of the boys except one were taller than me. One of them glanced over, his eyes looking startlingly green in his dirt-covered, tan face. "Radburn!"

"Hey Kalen," he acknowledged. Nandra caught up with us.

Kalen asked, "Did you know Harry Potter is here? He's in Gryffindor; I've seen him!" I stopped.

"Did he say Harry Potter?" Ainslee whispered. I nodded and we hovered between the group of boys and the Great Hall. Luna joined us too.

"He and his friend flew a car to Hogwarts. And you should hear what he did last year. They're saying he defeated You-Know-Who!" Kalen continued.

"Um, I don't know who," Emery complained.

"No, THE You-Know-Who," Kalen emphasized.

"What you mean 'THE' You-Know-Who?" voiced Jackson Grace, the bronze-haired Ravenclaw.

"Muggle borns, right? There's this really bad wizard…" began a blue-eyed boy I didn't recognize.

We walked into the Great Hall. "Harry Potter beat You-Know-Who again? But I thought he was dead," Nandra fretted.

"He is," Ainslee reassured, as we reached the Ravenclaw table. "We don't even know if it's true. We'll just have to find out more."

Nandra nodded. "Did you hear flying lessons start on Thursday…?"

Ginormous (is that actually a word? It didn't put a red line under it for spell check...) hint at the end there. Yes, the Flying Lesson is in the next chapter. I now have a total of 1 reviews (besides my wonderful brother's. *cringe*I can't believe I put that on the internet for the world to read. Which bring my true total to 3) so please review people. I'd love your input, opinions, and if you notice any typos. No flames. Thanks!