Author's note - Yeah. well, heh heh. language, language (; so you can have another chapter. maybe last one for today ... maybe, maybe not. still debating. well, if you see chapter 11 up today, you know i was nice & gave you another chapter :D

"Pansy! You bitch! Get back here with my clothes!"

You yawned and opened your eyes. Christina was only in her bra and underwear. Pansy had obviously pulled the first prank of the term.

"Wha` she do?" You say sleepily.

"She took my clothes!"

Ignoring that you hadn't changed yet, you went outside. All over the room, you could see Christina's clothes draped everywhere. Pansy was going to get it this time.

"Accio clothes!" They all whizzed into your arms. Since it was the first day of lessons, it wouldn't matter if you used magic or not.

You went back inside the room and handed back her clothes.

"Thanks so much!"

"No problem."

You went into the restrooms to brush your teeth and what not.

You and Christina entered the Great Hall. You looked up and it was like there was no ceiling at all. You hadn't noticed it last night.

"It's enchanted to look like the weather outside."

"Pretty wicked." You said.

Before you could walk any further, you heard voices calling your name. You looked around at Hermione, Camilla, and Janelle.

"We would like to have a word." Camilla said to you, giving Christina a look. She shrugged her shoulders and walked off.

"I can't believe you got sorted into Slytherin!" Janelle yelled once you had found an empty classroom.

"I had no idea it would." You retorted. "I didn't ask for it! You think I would?! My parents had to leave me because of the Death Eaters!" You along with the others, gasped. You weren't supposed to have said that.

"Nevermind" You say.

Hermione flung herself at you. "Oh! that was the reason you transferred, huh? We didn't know! Honest!"

"Of course you didn't. I haven't told anyone yet." You uttered.

The door flew open, standing there was Blaise.

"Ileana, I'm supposed to give you your schedule. McGonagall came around already and distributed them. I told her, I could give you yours."

He looked a little red around the cheeks. Yesterday night was not gone from his memory yet.

"Thanks Blaise." You take the schedule and he left.

"It looked like he fancied you." Hermione said, looking at you.

"Well, he's a player. Don't go near him." Camilla added.

"Now what kind of spirit possessed you to say that?" Blaise seemed like such a great guy to you.

"Well, he is."

"You got a reason for that statement?"

"Yeah, but I am not going to tell you." And that seemed like the end of those questions. But you would be asking her before long.

"Like dang. He is hella cute." You, Hermione, and Camilla both turned to Janelle. She looked dumbfounded.

"Did I just say that out loud?" She asked.

"Yes." You three said in unison.

"Oops." She said and left.

"I guess we should be going too." Hermione and Camilla both left. You glanced down at your schedule.

'This place is way too awesome!' You thought when you studied your classes.

You had a free period for first, then double potions with Gryffindors, Defense Against the Dark Arts with Ravenclaw, free period and then Muggle Studies with any fifth years that were going to take it.

"Muggle Studies? Why would a Slytherin be taking Muggle Studies?"

You hadn't heard the door open OR close. The red-haired twins had made no sound when they came in. You scooted backwards instinctively.

"We don't have cooties." One said.

"Yeah, but you might blow me up like Max." You replied.

"Ah, well. We were trying one of our experiments-" The other had started to say.

"On the train?!" you interrupted.

He ignored your comment and continued. "And it kind of went bad, you know?"

"No worries though. Poor bloke's in the hospital wing."

"Still?!" You shrieked. If it was only minor injuries, you couldn't help thinking that he should have been released already.

"Yes, well apparently, the fumes must not have been too encouraging to the body."
"He'll revive though."

They seemed to be nice people nonetheless.

"I'm Ileana Lasko."

"The Weasley twins!" They said in unison.

"I'm Fred." The taller one said.

"I'm George." The other added.

"So, why did you seem so surprised when you saw that I was taking Muggle Studies?"

"Well, it isn't a secret that all Slytherins hate muggles." George said.

"I don't need a title to describe me. I am who I am."

"This one's different." Fred said.

"Quite." George added.

They seemed to have forgotten that I was still there, while they were talking about me.

With a bang, the door flew open. It was Max.

"Max!" The three of you yelled.

"You're okay!" You said rushing up to him.

"Oh hey Ileana." Then, he side-stepped you. "Fred! George! I think your flying whizbees are acting up. They've gone crazy. Won't come down at all."

"Told you this would happen!" Fred said.

George replied with, "You did not!"

"Yes! Remember? Just a few weeks ago!"

"You only said the fumes weren't right!"

"Of course! They reacted wrongly with the ingredients though!"

"Hey, it wasn't all me. You said we would do better without the foam."

"Yeah. and look at it now. It's all right!"

"If you even call this all right at all!"

"Hey! That's why they're acting crazy!"

"Hey!" You bellowed.

Max, Fred and George turned. "Can you please just fix it?" You said, trying to yell above the both of them.

Fred and George looked at each other. "Right. Nice meeting you Ileana."

Fred ran off first while George looked back and then ran after him. Max tagged along in the back.

'He better not get hurt again!' You thought.

So, you left the room wondering what you were going to do for a whole period. You decided to go outside and tour the grounds. You went back into the common room and into your dorm to change back into muggle like clothes.

'Much better. More comfortable.' You went outside and walked around. You were next to the Black Lake when someone put their hands around your eyes.

"Draco?" They let go and you turned around.