I went to my sister's dorm because in mine Rosie was wailing and crying about how her life was so horrible and Jaja warned me just in time. She was roped in and she's kind enough to not get me into calming Rose Weasley down.

It's hard, trust me. I had to call in reinforcements last time.

And as I predicted, Albus got shouted at by his family, who then swore not to tell his mother because… well, they may be angry but they didn't want him to die.

We've all heard the Howlers boom from where James is sitting.

They're horrible.

Anyway, my sister was in there, along with all her other dorm mates when I knocked and went in. all of whom said hello to me, used to me just coming into their room randomly, I have been doing it for the past five years.

"Hey there, Delilah." One of her roommates, Xena Moore, teased using the nickname she came up with when I wouldn't tell her my name. Of course she had to catch me singing that song and constantly insisted that was my name, no matter how much I denied it. "Whats it like in the fifth year dorms?" She asked, booming out a laugh at her apparently hilarious joke afterwards. She rolled skilfully off the bed, catching herself before she could fall and walked over to me.

She was a lot taller than me and that showed when she hugged me from behind, placing her chin onto of my head easily, her black wavy hair falling around my face.

She's like a bloody goddess, with her tumbling hair and mismatched blue-green eyes she had all the boys swooning.

"Lay off it Princess Warrior." I laughed, pulling out from beneath her. "Go and snog your latest boyfriend or something." Trixie laughed at that, throwing what I assumed to be Xena's magazine onto her bed.

"Bye Xena." Trix said as she walked out, sending me a playful wink before she left, shutting the door closely behind her.

"I think I'm gonna go too." Another one of her dorm mates piped up. Holly Appleby, Zac Appleby's older sister. "I'm sorry for my brother being a twat… as usual." She added with a nervous chuckle. "Yeah… I'm sorry."

"It's fine. It wasn't your fault Holly."

"Ok… bye."

"What? You can't forgive her!"

"Why?"

"I've been ignoring her all day because I thought you were mad!"

"Me? Mad? Oh come on, the only person I'm mad at is Zac Appleby… not his sister!" I replied with a scoff. "She wasn't even there!"

"Tch. I beg to differ."

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh I don't know. I'm just tired."

"Too many late nights with James?" Callie Broach called out from behind her bed curtains, shortly followed by a dirty laugh signalling she meant it the disturbing way.

I groaned and hung my head in my hands trying to get the horrifying image out of my head.

"Oh fuck of Broach, your just jealous." My sister called back. I sat down on Trix's bed as Callie popped her head out of a gap in the curtains, looking livid.

"Jealous? Jealous of what? A big headed know-it-all who sleeps around with every fucking thing that moves?" She asked in a deadly whisper.

Jesus Christ, not another fight please!

They both had their eyes narrowed, steam practically bellowing out their ears when I shut Trixie's bed curtains, effectively shutting the conversation. I sent my sister a sarcastic smile when she looked back over at me.

"Who's Xena going out with this time?" I asked with a small laugh. Xena has been family friends with us, the Browns, for years and has been Trixie bet friend for the same amount of time. I think they became best friends the same way Louis and I became best friends except they were five and I was fifteen…

Nice to know how mature I am sometimes… it's a real confidence booster.

"Your friend Benny McCarthy."

"Benny? I thought she didn't do younger guys."

"Younger? What- oh you don't know. Benny failed his OWLs last year and so had to retake the year, he's our age, just not in our year that's why he still hangs out with James and Aiden. All. The. Time." my sister sighed sitting back against her headboard.

Aaaah, and we are onto Aiden Finnegan.

Aiden = classic hot Irish fitty who makes all the girls swoon (even me, his accent is the best (he's the son of Seamus Finnegan, if you were wondering.))

"Not getting jealous of Benny and Aiden Finnegan are we?" I teased as my sister bent over the side of her bed into her 'secret' sweet drawer.

It's not a secret cause everyone knows where it is and it doesn't even need a key.

"No." She huffed through a mouthful of… what I think was chocolate but she was stuffing food into her mouth at an alarming rate so I really couldn't tell.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" I asked carefully as I saw her eyes water up. She sniffled but shook her head, swallowing harshly before continuing.

"No, James is just being kinda distant and you know what I'm like with distance!"

"I…don't. What are you like with distance?"

"Unhappy, quite obviously." She sniffed in a superior tone, eating more of that white, brown and dark brown crap that was currently taking up three fifths of the bed, and my leg space thus leading them to hang out of the bed awkwardly, the curtain rubbing against them uncomfortably.

"Oh. Right. Well, do you want me to tell you something that happened to me this morning? It was pretty funny actually… until Louis tried to punch him… and then it wasn't so funny." I had trailed off at the end, frowning, but soon the smile was back on my face. "Appleby came up to me at breakfast and I assumed he was going to apologize about speaking ill of me because even the stupidest person on the earth wouldn't come and flirt with me after one of my friends-,"

"And humongous crush,"

"…Fought with him. Of course, Appleby is an idiot it seems cause he said 'you're hot, I'm ugly, let's make average babies… well I'm not ugly but lets just say that for now' or something along those lines."

"Oh God, your joking! What did your boyfriends do?" I ignored the 'boyfriends' jibe because Louis will (unfortunately) never be my boyfriend.

"Well, I after I nearly died choking on my juice, he ran away so I think it was a dare," I recited my thoughts sarcastically because it had indeed been a dare, after watching Appleby and his few friends giggling to themselves I was pretty sure I was being fucked with. "Still, Louis was pissed but didn't get up because I specifically told him to never get into a fight with Appleby after what Albus did." And he values his life. I didn't say that because I didn't want Trix to think I was a psychopath.

Which I'm probably too late for anyway.

"Well, you can go away now, I'm meeting James in ten and I need to change." My mood changed drastically, making my face droop into an angry scowl, as his name cropped up into the conversation but my sister was either unaware or didn't want to know as she shoved me off the bed and out the door. "See you later Pixie!" She trilled in my ear, slamming the door behind me.

Ugh, oh well, a little Aly and AJ will keep me at bay for now.

So I skip down the halls singing 'Like Whoa' to myself under my breath, like the good old days when people thought it was normal. Right now, people are staring at me like I'm deformed.

Well, it seems becoming friends with Louis and Albus has had its consequences, I can no longer be as weird as I like.

I hate being normal; it's so… normal.