A/n: Honestly, I'm not really that surprised I didn't get more reviews. I probably lost a lot of readers for ending Caity and Ron. But whatever, I have enough of my loyal ones =D.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Kelley, and Caity crowded around the notice board in the Common Room.

"First Hogsmeade weekend is this Saturday. Nice!" Ginny exclaimed.

The six walked down to breakfast, chattering happily about the weekend. Ginny and Hermione were telling Caity and Kelley about a new club that had just opened on the outskirts of the village.

"It's supposed to be really wicked, apparently they have an Open Mic Night. Only 16 and up are allowed entrance. Thank goodness. And McGonagall cleared it with Dumbledore; we're allowed to go to the club as long as we're in by 2:00. And even better, he's calling Filch off of our backs!"

"Sweet," Caity mumbled. She didn't seem too excited about hearing about the club. Kelley nudged her.

"Was ist falsch?"

"Ich bin nur nicht auch ins Offene Mikrofon Nacht das Ding."

"Seit wann?"

"Ich werde mein Band mit mir nicht haben…"

"Ach, Caity."

Hermione hated it when they spoke German. She felt stupid.

The week went by normally, except Caity wasn't the most cheerful person to be around. She seemed sullen, and Draco Malfoy delighted in this fact.

"What's wrong, Mudblood? Someone refuse to shag you? Or did you have the worst fuck of your life? You know, if you hadn't opened your obnoxious American trap, you'd probably be hanging out with me. See, you're very pretty, for a Mudblood."

Caity was silent as Kelley pulled her away from him. Hermione shot him a withering look and Ginny shot a Bat-Bogey at him.

"Caity, what's wrong?! You're never quiet! I haven't laughed all week, because you aren't cracking jokes!"

Caity just looked at Hermione. Kelley shook her head and walked away. Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Harry looked reluctant to leave her, but they followed Kelley anyway.

Harry caught up to Kelley and grasped her hand.

"So, about Hogsmeade tomorrow…"

"Harry, can this wait? I have something important I need to discuss with all of you."

Harry looked rejected, but he complied with Kelley's wishes.

"Caity is upset because of the Open Mic Night. She doesn't want to do it because she won't have her friends there."

Ron looked insulted. "What do you mean? She already has us!"

Kelley rolled her eyes at him. "Her other friends, nimrod. Her band."

"Oh…"

"Yeah. So here's what we need to do…"

Hogsmeade weekend dawned clear and sunny, and Caity was in a foul mood. She was being forced against her will to go on this damned trip, and Kelley wasn't even going to be there for most of the day.

Caity groaned and buried herself deeper in her blankets. Maybe she'd get trapped in them and no one would find her before they left…

…Then again, maybe not. Kelley and Hermione barged inside and ripped the blankets off of her. Caity pulled them back on.

Off.

On.

Off.

"WILL YOU TWO FUCKING STOP IT ALREADY?! I AM NOT GETTING UP TO GO TO THAT DAMN TOWN! I AM STAYING HERE! GET OVER IT!"

"No, Caity. You are not wasting your day in here. It's a beautiful day outside. Harry and I will meet up with you all later on in the day. And the club is opening tonight! You have to go!"

"I TOLD you why I don't want to go."

"Well, that's a shame, because there's four people downstairs who really want to see you…"

Caity looked at Hermione dumbfounded. "What could you possibly be talking about?"

"I'm just saying that there's these people downstairs who are talking with odd accents and they're asking for you."

Caity's eyes grew wide and she flung herself off the bed and out the dormitory door. Deciding to forgo the stairs, she slid down the banister, and landed (not too gracefully) at the feet of four teenage youths. She screamed in joy.

There were two girls and two boys. The first girl had short blonde hair and dark sunglasses. She had a bass strapped around her back and a tiny dragon perched on her shoulder. She wore a bright orange long sleeved shirt with ripped blue jeans and black dragon leather boots. The other girl had long dark brown hair and was very pale. She was dressed in all black with riding boots coming up to her knees.

The first boy had short light brown hair and a wide smile. He had a guitar strapped across his back and a Seahawks hat on his head. He wore regular blue jeans and a Seton Hall t-shirt with black sneakers. The other boy had curly black hair and he was very tall and cute. He wore a collared black shirt with jeans and sneakers and a smirk on his face. He leaned forward and helped Caity up.

"Nice pj's you got there, Jurewicz."

"Watch it, Tomasello. I can still kick your ass." He broke out into a wide smile and hugged her close. She pulled away. "Hey, where's Ed?"

"Here I am," came a muffled voice. She looked over to the pile of equipment that seemed to be talking to her. Caity lifted a duffel bag off of the pile to reveal another boy, hidden beneath the band's equipment.

"Oh. Okay then, just wondering." She replaced the duffel bag and walked back to the group. "So what the hell are you guys doing here?"

"Well," the tall boy said, "Kelley Floo'd and told me you were miserable, so we came to back you up tonight. You up for it, kid?"

Caity grinned widely. "Hell yeah. And quit calling me 'kid', I'm only a year younger than all of you. Well," she added thoughtfully, "except Ed." An arm stuck out of the pile of bags and waved fervently.

"For Christ sake's," the blonde girl called, "are you a wizard or aren't you?!" She snapped her fingers and the boy shot out from the pile, coughing slightly.

"Oxygen…" he groaned.

a/n: hey, i got a chapter out really fast! like within the week! its a miracle. anyway, review and i'll introduce the Band in the next Chapter! oh, and i need a band name.... when you review, submit your idea!! THANKS!! *~Kate~*