Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.



The next morning dawned bright and early.

Reluctantly, Aubrey dragged herself from bed and into the dorm shower.

Slowly she woke up as the water cascaded around her.

"Hey, Aubrey! Hurry up, you're not at home anymore!"

Sarah's muffled voice reached Aubrey's ears.

She turned off the water flow and dried off, slipping into her robes and drying her hair with a quick charm.

Aubrey flung open the bathroom door to find the rest of the Gryffindor first years standing there.

Imogene was the quickest and she scrambled into the bathroom, locking the door.

Jessica, Whitney, and Toni had already showered so the four friends trotted down to the Great Hall, preparing for their first day of classes.

"So, what do we have first?" Whitney asked, pouring milk onto her cereal.

"I don't know…Let me check!" Jessica rustled around in her bag and produced a schedule.

"Hmm…First class of the day…Cool! Double Charms with Hufflepuff!"

Aubrey nodded half-heartedly.

Last night she had been a bit snippy with Midas…But why was he following her around?

And Joyelle…Who had given her that bruise?

Many questions played in the young red-head's mind, each one confusing her more.

"Morning, Aubrey."

Aubrey jumped up and hit her knee on the table, which hurt a lot.

"Midas! What in the devil's name do you want now?" Aubrey asked, her green eyes flashing angrily.

Midas's smile was wiped from his face, replaced by a hurt look.

"Sorry…I just wanted to say good morning."

Aubrey frowned deeply.

What was it with this boy?

"Well, go say good morning to someone else! I'm in no mood talk to you!"

With that, Aubrey stalked out of the Great Hall, Jessica following close behind.

***

Aubrey was in a fowl mood by the time Charms was through.

Her partner, a chubby girl named Cynthia Connells, had accidentally lit her new robes on fire, almost succeeding in lighting Aubrey herself on fire.

To make matters worse, Joyelle kept making faces at her.

Coupled with the fact that her knee was throbbing from earlier and that she had had her hair turned pink, Aubrey was in no mood to be messed with.

Toni, Whitney, Jessica, Lenny, Corey, Kevin, and Angel all followed at safe distances.

"Well, well, well…If it isn't the all famous, cat owning Potter girl." Lester Macnair's cold voice cut through the air like a dagger.

He and his gang of cronies blocked Aubrey's way, sneering cruelly.

Macnair strode forward and tore Aubrey's notebook from her arms, throwing it to one of his friends.

Next he grabbed arms, pinning her against the wall.

Angel and Lenny made a move to save their friend, but they two were held back.

Macnair's icy blue eyes bore into Aubrey's.

"You're a pretty thing, aren't you?" He asked, smiling evily.

"How's about a kiss? Huh? Come on!"

Aubrey struggled as the stronger boy leaned down to kiss her.

"I thought I told you to stay away from these girls."

Macnair froze and whirled around, coming face to face with Midas and three of his friends.

"Hey, we were just joking around. No harm-AH!"

Macnair grunted and Midas lifted him off his feet by his collar.

"My father will hear about this. Now go to your nest class."

Macnair needed no further warning and bolted down the hall, his groupies racinf after him.

Aubrey smiled thankfully at Midas.

"Thanks, for saving me again. I'm sorry about how I acted at breakfast…I guess I'll see you later!" Aubrey flashed her new friend a bright smile and winked before trotting down the hall.

A new question filled her mind.

How did Midas always know where she was, especially when Macnair was around?

Again, Aubrey's mind filled with confusion.