It occurred to me the other day that I left off some really important stuff in last 2 chapters

1) HP isn't mine (I bet you never would have guessed.)

2) All of the previous songs belong to John Mayer from his song "83"

3) This song is from "the Beauty and the Mess" by Nickel Creek

4) PS- do the colors work and if they do- (Do ya like em?)

I pull myself under and down I go again.

It's a little bit hard letting them in

Looking at the world through illusive eyes,

I hide in the spotlight it is a great disguise.

            Rory was inadvertently shy. Pensive was a better, more appropriate word. She at one time had been outgoing but she had lately become withdrawn. Before ,when she was outgoing, everything she said was a lie. Lies always catch you and recently they had caught Rory. She felt helpless under the weight.

             I'm Fine Really! Oh I had such a lovely time! It was the best!

            The best…. Yeah

Feigning happiness the way she had was almost insulting her inside so she quit speaking all together.

            "Hello? What did you say your name was?"

            "What?" Rory snapped to attention. "Oh it's um Aurora"

            "Aurora," Ron repeated, in a trance.

            Rory wrinkled her nose in disgust "Please call me Rory. Aurora sounds stuck-up."

The chatter went on. They told her more than she would ever need to know about Hogwarts and the people there. They hardly even noticed that she had hardly spoken a word. After a couple of hours of mindless chatter; They tried in vain, to get Rory to open up.

            "So . . . tell us about your family," Hermione said.

            "My family…. Well you might know my older brother," Rory replied.

            "Really? Who is he?" Asked Harry.

            "Oliver … He was a quidditch captain." She said meekly.

              "You're Oliver Wood's sister!?!" Harry said in disbelief.

            "yeah… so??" Rory averted her eyes.

            "Your probably like the best quidditch player ever!" Ron said in amazement.

            "Not really," Rory replied.

            Rory wasn't talking about her real family. Oliver was her foster brother, the only brother she had ever known. As for her real family well… she was fortunate. In the wizarding world adoptions are made final by erasing the child's memory of their former parents. Her foster parents, Mr. and Mrs. Wood, had adopted her when she was only 2. They insisted that her memory be left alone. They knew that one day she would want to know who her real parents are and she would have chosen to keep her memories.

            As Rory Had sunk totally back into her thoughts, Draco Malfoy opened the door to the compartments.

            "Potter," He began laughing to his cronies Crabbe and Goyle "And Weasley and Granger and…" He trailed off when his gaze met Rory. "Um…." By now Crabbe and Goyle had stopped laughing. The threesome walked away.

            "That was definitely the strangest thing I've ever seen from Malfoy." Ron began.

            "I would love to discuss it but, we are almost to school" Hermione but in.

So the foursome parted ways to their separate dressing rooms as they changed and prepared for an exciting year.