"I said everyone take their seats. Gryffindor's and Slytherin's alike." The 
same boy commanded. Feira shuttered. Quatre looked over at her. 
"You ok?" he asked.
"That voice, it's way to familiar." She said.
"This as you all know will be reported. As everyone seems to be done with 
their dinner, I believe it can just leave." And with that the tables where 
gone, the plates, food and everything else that had to do with dinner was. 
Hiro was now glaring daggers at the boy who seemed to be bossing everyone 
around. But it seems that this boy's presence was almost like Quatre's. He 
demanded respect and kept a calm attitude about everything. But it seems that 
one boy would shatter that, and knock the other of his petisol. 
"Jared shut up!" Niles said, standing up.
"Sit down, as Dumbledore said, I am in charge." The other boy said, keeping 
it cool.
"Yay, you are in charge! Congratulations for manipulating that title in your 
favor. Once in a while people need to take out their emotions, and this was a 
harmless food fight. Maybe not what was happening to Malfoy, but the food 
fight was." Niles replied, standing his ground.
"Harmless? It would have shattered the relationship between the houses." The 
boy replied.
"Technically, Slytherin and Gryffindor don't have a relationship at all. If 
we did, we wouldn't so predigest against each other. Due to the fact a fight 
broke out between only Slytherin and Gryffindor, that tells you that they 
don't get along as well as the other houses do." Feira had now regained her 
voice.
"Is that your sister Niles?" the boy asked.
"Yes, why what's it to you?" Niles snapped.
"You look nothing alike." The boy grinned.
"Yeah, so? Just because someone doesn't look like their sibling doesn't mean 
they aren't. It matters what chromosomes the kids inherit. Whether it's one 
dominant, which would be black and brown, or recessive that would be blond 
and red. Apparently our parents had both recessive and dominant genetic make 
up which there for would transfer into their children and whether you have 
one brown/back or whether you have two blond/red chromosomes. So I can not 
decide, what I look like, nor can Niles." She said, making everyone's jaw 
drop. Not even Hermoine could come up with answer. Niles smiled at the other 
boy.
"Never underestimate the power of short people." Niles mumbled. Feira just 
starred back at the other boy as if to say,"top that dumbass". He just looked 
straight ahead at her; a flicker of interest crossed his eyes. No one caught 
it, except Niles and Quatre. Niles gritted his teeth and tried to hold 
himself back.
"Seeming that there is a lot of tension, I'm guessing you two don't like each 
other." Feira said, look between the two of them.
"As Headboy I order you to stand down." The boy said, pointing to Niles.
"And as an equal I challenge you to your position." Niles snapped back. Feira 
nearly fell over.
"What…I don't think I caught that." She said, looking at him in disbelief.
"You want a challenge? What am I to challenge? Granger? Sorry but she 
underage." The boy sneered.
"I know the rules, Jared." Niles replied. Feira just walked over to her 
brother and smacked him.
"Dumbass are you awake yet? Smell the Roses; you don't have a spitting 
chance! He's a straight A+ student, who doesn't even have a bad mark on his 
record." She yelled.
"So?" he asked.
"You idiot. If you run against him you'll loose." She said. Glaring at him.
"She does have a point, Niles." Jared asked, smiling his little smiled. To 
this remark Feira turn and looked at him. 
"I don't know who the hell you are, or who you think you are. But I'm the 
only one who can get away with yelling, pissing him off, and or beating him 
to a pulp. So don't even try me." She snapped.
"Now if you all haven't noticed it 9:00. I don't want a Professor to come in 
here and be stuck with the whole school in detention. So I suggest we got to 
bed." She added. Niles let out a small chuckle. Everyone not wanting to get 
into anymore trouble unrolled his or her sleeping bag. Trowa sighed and 
pulled his sleeping bag up besides Quatre. 
"Trowa? Do you think we'll get in a lot of trouble for this?" Quatre asked 
the taller boy.
"No." he replied.
"Oh, that's good." Quatre said, curling up in his bag. He felt something 
poking him. Trying to turn around to see who it was he noticed it was non 
other than.
"FEI! What is that all about?" he asked.
'Just thought I'd get your attention about something." She said.
"Ok…and that would be?" he asked.
"There is a Great Horned owl on your pillow and he's been there for about 5 
minutes now." She said pointing at the pillow.
"…" He blushed bright red as he saw what the owl had brought him.
"Quatre? What may I ask is that?" asked Afton raising her brow a little.
"Um, nothing." He said smiling and shoving the box of chocolate and roses 
under his pillow. Feira on the other hand, had no trouble pulling them out 
and looking at them.
"You shouldn't run them under your pillow Angel, you might ruin them." She 
said, bending the flowers back into shape. Afton nudged Feira.
"What?" Feira asked.
"You call Quatre Angel, you made the poor boy blush even deeper." She 
whispered.
"So?" Feira asked, not getting the hint.
"Don't you dare tell her Afton, it would destroy Quatre if he didn't get to 
tell her." Hiro grumbled
"Tell me what?" Feira asked, looking wildly around.
"Nothing." Afton replied, giggling at her friend.
"Angel? What are you suppose to tell me?" Feira asked Quatre.
"Huh?" he asked, looking confused.
"What are you suppose to tell me?" she asked. Quatre was now not only 
blushing but glaring at the owl.
"I told you not tonight." He whispered to the owl.
"Whooo?" Arc asked.
"Hey, you talked to me last night! You never said whooo once." Quatre 
exclaimed.
"Whooo?" Arc asked again.
"Go put them in my room please." He asked Arc. Arc just grabbed the roses and 
chocolate and flew away.
"Angel? What was that all about?" Feira asked once again, now she was getting 
impatient.
"Why are you calling him Angel?" Hiro asked.
"That would be our little secret, huh Angel?" Feira asked, smiling.
"Yes, I guess so." Quatre sighed. Hiro just shook his head and mumbled 
something about pansy's and went to sleep. Afton nudged Feira.
"Where's Relena?" she asked.
"I don't know." Feira mumbled back.
"I hope she's ok, it would hurt Hiro a great deal if something happened to 
her." Right then Feira got the biggest pang of grief. A single tear fell down 
her cheek.
"Fei?" Afton asked, poking the girl.
"Yeah?" Feira asked back.
"What's up? You had a tear in your eye." Afton whispered. 
"I wish I could tell you…but Dumbledore made me promise not to tell." Feira 
whispered back. Afton studied her friend a moment and then decided not to 
press the question. She already had a small idea of what might have happened.

*the next day at 1:00am*
Hiro looked around to see if Relena had gotten back. No sign of her. He 
sighed and decided to take a walk since everyone else wasn't quite awake. As 
he got up he noticed Feira had rolled over and curled up against Quatre with 
her arm on his waist. That made him grin, he also was surprised Quatre hadn't 
woken up.
"We should take a picture of them." A voice whispered. Hiro spun around.
"Relena?" he whispered. The figure nodded. Hiro wasn't believing what his 
eyes where seeing. Relena's skin was now a pail blue. Her hair was now blond. 
But the one thing he saw the most was.
"Transparent." He murmured. Relena nodded.
"What ha…happened…to you?" he stuttered.
"I died." She replied, her face veiled in sorrow. The persons around her 
snuggled closer and deeper into their sleeping bags. 
"Hiro, watch out for them all, someone is trying to kill them." She whispered.
"How? Who? Relena! Wait." At this time she had began to fade, and the shout 
was waking people up.
"As you see, like some spirits, you can see through me. My blood was drained. 
I can't tell you who it is. I have finished my unfinished business Hiro, I 
love you, and good bye." And with that last word she faded. Hiro feel to his 
knees, waking Trowa in the process. 
"Hiro?" he asked.
"She's dead Trowa." He replied.
"Who is dead?" Trowa asked, putting his hand on Hiro's shoulder. Hiro looked 
up at the other boy. Tears streaked his face. (Yes I know the perfect soldier 
is crying.) Trowa sighed and brought the other boy close to him.
"Relena." He whispered, leaning on his friend and crying.
"Shh, it's ok…we all are here for you one hundred percent." Trowa replied 
trying to calm Hiro.
"Quatre is rubbing off on us." Hiro sniffed. Trowa just nodded. The sat there 
for awhile, until Hiro fell back to sleep and Trowa tucked him in. 
"What was that all about?" Afton asked. Trowa just looked at her.
"Hello? Am I talking to thin air?" she asked.
"No, Relena…is gone." Trowa replied.
"…" A gasp escaped her mouth.
"It's true." He replied.
"I didn't want to believe it." She murmured. Trowa looked at her stunned.
"You knew?" He asked.
"Well, in a way. You mean, you didn't see the clues?" she asked. Her heart 
was breaking in two, and hatred, fear and sadness.
"What clues?" he asked.
"She wasn't in her dorm last nigh, and after diner when I was talking with 
Quatre and Harry, Quatre went pale and doubled over in pain. Then last night 
I asked Feira where Relena was and she started to cry, well, not cry-cry and 
when I asked her what was the matter she said she couldn't tell me." Afton 
ended.
"Oh. So we have a mystery to solve hmm?" he asked.
"Looks like it." She answered. Suddenly the entrance doors where thrown open. 
There stood…