E/N: Yes, it's an out of place song, but every so often the girls drag fragments of memory out of the recesses of their minds, as will later on be proved. It is a song the girls know from their own time and has surfaced randomly. It is one of my favourite songs, but then again it would be! ;) Anyway, on with the show.

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Chapter 3 - I think we're going to like it here

When the meal was ended, respective house Prefects led the first years to the Common Rooms. People were beginning to mingle and talk and befriend one another. Friendship groups were in the making and it was very obvious who the girls would now be sticking with. Sirius had introduced the girls to his best friend, James Potter, and they were getting along like a house on fire.

Clare was feeling a little left out. The two lads and three girls were laughing raucously and making quite a scene without realising it, attracting the majority of the room's attention. She didn't feel comfortable at all. She'd always been the quiet one, never liking the limelight; sitting with five very loud, over-powering people only made her more reclusive.

Eventually losing any scrap of interest in the group that she may have had in the first place, she scanned the room to see what else was going on. It was then that she noticed a boy sitting on his own in one of the darker corners of the room. 'You know what?' she thought. 'I'm going to go over there and speak to him. It can't be that hard. They do it all the time. I'm going to have the confidence for once.' Usually she was the one that waited for people to approach her, but she held a lot of pity for that shy boy in the corner. It looked as though most people hadn't even noticed he was in the room, and much as he didn't seem bothered, she thought it highly unfair that he should be the only person to not make a friend.

"Hi," she said as she approached, making him jump slightly.

"Oh, hi," he replied.

"Er, you looked a bit lonely and I felt it, so I thought I'd come and talk to you."

"I guess I am a little bored. You get used to being ignored though."

"I know the feeling. Have you seen what they're all like?"

"It's kinda hard not to." They both chuckled.

"I'm Clare, by the way. Clare Smyth."

"Remus Lupin. Pleased to meet you."

"Pleased to meet you too." There was then an awkward silence between them that was rudely broken by Loz.

"OOH! CRA'S FOUND HERSELF A FELLA!!" They both blushed deeply and the five attention-seekers fell about laughing. "Come on then, darlin', introduce us, don't be rude now."

"This is, er, Remus. Remus Lupin," Clare mumbled.

"Pleased to meet you, Remie!!"

"Um, hi," he responded bashfully.

"Come and sit with us, dear, don't be a loner."

"He's not a loner," Clare retorted hotly, "I'm talking to him." Loz grinned.

"Exactly."

"…what are you saying?!?! I'm a person! I'm made of flesh and bone! I'm human!"

"Are you? I thought you were a walking dictionary."

"… shut up!"

"Make me." Loz loved winding Clare up.

"I won't even dignify that with a response."

"Only 'cause you know you can't! HA!"

"Grow up, Lauren."

"I've told you not to call me that! Stop it!"

"Make me."

"Don't tempt me."

"… sorry."

"That's more like it."

"See," said Moj, "I told you she's evil."

"You're telling me," said James.

"Stop calling me evil!" Loz whined.

"Stop being evil and we will," said Clare. "It isn't difficult."

"Why am I evil?"

"You just are," said Moj. "Now face facts and deal with it."

"No need to be bitchy."

"Why not? You are. And I'm only learning from the best." Loz grinned again.

"Well, what can I say? I'm a first class bitch, why not take advantage of it? I like to take advantage of things," she added to Sirius with a wink. He flushed slightly and smirked back.

"Stop flirting, Loz," Moj instructed. "If you want to get in his pants, then tell us and we'll evacuate the Common Room for the both of you. Nice, big, open fire there for you, you'll be well away." Whilst laughing, and with burning cheeks, she retorted.

"Mary-Jo Elizabeth, that is no way for an 11-year old to talk!"

"Ahhh, but neither of us are 11 in mind, are we?"

"Too true, darlin'."

"But I think we should stop now. Look how much we made poor Sirius blush!!" Loz giggled as she watched him trying to avoid eye contact with everyone, his cheeks glowing brilliantly in the firelight. James strode over and shook her hand.

"I never thought I'd see the day when someone made the infamous Sirius Black blush! I didn't even think it possible! Consider me completely in your debt now. Well done!"

"It's not a bad life really," Loz mused in general. "I've been here a handful of hours and already boys are indebted to me. I guess there is a God after all."

"Loz, pack it in, you're seriously starting to get out of hand," warned Clare.

"Oh, stop being a spoil sport. It's only a bit of fun. They know I'm only joking, don't you, boys?" They laughed and nodded. "See!"

"NO!" came a panicky cry from behind them, suddenly. They all turned to see what was happening and who dared take the attention away from them. Beck was curled up asleep on a chair. She was talking in her sleep.

"NO! No, Mr. Banana, don't eat me! Please don't eat me! Banana's eat cheese, not me's!!!!" The whole room erupted into hysterical laughter, thus waking her up. "Huh? What? … eh… why you laughin' for? Eh? What? Wha's funny?" she asked sleepily.

"Nothing, sweetie," laughed Loz. "You're obviously knackered, why don't you go to bed, hun?"

"I don't want to. I'll be on my own."

"Well, you were talking in your sleep again, so it's either go to bed or stay awake."

"I'll stay awake."

"You mean she does this a lot?" Sirius asked, wiping away tears of mirth.

"All the frigging time!" said Moj.

"Just be thankful you haven't got to share a room with her," Clare informed them.

"Loz, will you plait my hair for me, please?" Beck said abruptly, eager to get the conversation topic away from her and onto something else. "I can't do it myself, not properly."

"Sure." Loz went over and started to style her friend's hair as requested. This was a very precise art for Loz, every strand had it's place, and if it wasn't in it's place, she had to start over. This always meant it took her ages.

As was her wont when concentrating, Loz began humming absent-mindedly, her ass beginning to sway in time with the beat. And, as per usual, that humming got a little louder, then she began singing quietly, which also got louder. Soon, Moj and Beck cottoned on and joined in quietly, then they got louder. By the end of the song, they were all singing at the top of their voices, dancing away with each other, and everyone else was gawking at them, unable to believe their ears.

"I'll meet you in the Red Room
Close the door and dim the lights
I will be yours truly
If indeed the price is right
So draw your sword, be my King
Let your passions rise and sing
Just show me the diamonds
And I'll let you wear my ring

So just lay down beside me let us consummate
I know you're bursting let me help you deflate
If you want a plug in for a high voltage connection
Show me cold hard cash and I will turn on my affections

Then we'll… ohh ahh ahh!
Do you wanna have fun?
I'll let you… ahh ahh ahh!
Just a little… oh!

So don't hesitate I won't kiss and tell
No need to worry 'cause I'm a professional
The show can start as soon as I see money on the table
I've an empty space to fill I'm willing if you're able

Then we'll… ohh ahh ahh!
Do you wanna have fun?
I'll let you… ahh ahh ahh!
Just a little… oh!

I'll meet you in the Red Room
Close the door and dim the lights
I will be yours truly
If indeed the price is right
So draw your sword, be my King
Let your passions rise and sing
Just show me the diamonds
And I'll let you wear my ring

I'll let you… ooh… let you wear my ring
We can… ooh… let you were my ring
Come on and… ooh… let you wear my ring
I'll let you… ooh… let you wear my ring

Ooh ooh meet you in the Red room…"

The room burst into applause. Every male in the room (even the shy ones) was cheering and stamping his feet and clapping. Every other female looked disgusted and offended, but they applauded the three first years' courage and idiocy in actually performing that little number.

"We're already in a red room!" someone called to the girls.

"Does this one count?" cried another.

"We're all able!!" The girls looked at each other.

"Right, bedtime now, me thinks," said Beck.

"I agree," said Moj.

"I'm a little tired after that too," said Loz, unable to wipe the grin off her face from the focus that was on them. "Night all! Night James, night Remus, night Sirius. See you all at breakfast!!" And so, it was Loz's reputation that grew from that night on, as she was the only one that didn't deny anything said about her.

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Clare was the first to awaken the next morning. She looked around the dorm and at the three sleeping forms in the other beds. She smiled. 'I think I'm going to like it here,' she thought.

She got up and dressed before waking the others.

"Come on, girls, up you get!" she said loudly. "You'll be late otherwise!"

"For what?" Loz croaked moodily from within her cocoon of duvet.

"School, of course."

"Fuck off. It's summer."

"Not here it's not, hun. We've got our first day of lessons at Hogwarts today-"

"Whoop-de-fucking-doo."

"-and, knowing you, you'll be wanting to see Sirius before lessons start so you can flirt shamelessly with him and stake your claim, just to make sure no other females get any ideas." That was all the prompting Loz needed. She leapt up and fell off the bed, still wrapped up in her cover.

"Ow, shit," was the pained muffle that came forth from the heap on the floor. She disentangled herself hastily, grabbed her robes and sped into the bathroom, getting Beck up in the process.

"Moj, you have to get up," said Clare. "There's no choice about it." Moj grunted, rolled onto her other side and pulled the covers over her head.

"Right, she's just asking for it now," Beck. "Girls, who wants the honour?"

"ME!!" yelled Loz, emerging from the bathroom bright-eyed, conniving and, most importantly, dressed, armed with a bowl of cold water. "On the count of three," she directed. She stood above Moj. "1… 2… 3!" Beck and Clare pulled the covers back and Loz poured the water on Moj's head. The formerly sleeping girl screamed and sat bolt upright.

"FUCKING HELL!!! Alright, I'm up!!!! For Christ's sake!"

"Good," said Beck. "Can't be missing school now, can we?"

"Who says?" Clare glared at her. "Oh, bloody hell, alright."

"Well, that was refreshing," Loz said, to no one in particular.

"Bully for you," Moj grumbled.

When the girls finally made it downstairs to the Great Hall, they were greeted by two, bright, smiling faces, one less bright one and an unknown one.

"Morning!" said Loz cheerfully, seating herself next to Sirius.

"Good morning to you too!" Sirius replied, just as cheerfully.

"Girls, this is Peter Pettigrew," said James, indicating the unknown boy. "Peter, this is Moj, Clare, Loz and Beck."

"Hi," he squeaked.

"He's in the dorm with me, Siri and Remus."

"Grand," said Beck.

"Yep. It's all great stuff," said Sirius. "So, what have we got first lesson?"

"Double Transfiguration," Clare and Remus said together.

"I think we know who'll be doing all our homework," Moj whispered to James. He grinned and nodded.

"Double?" whined Beck.

"With the Slytherins," Loz added.

"Oh, great," said Peter.

"That'll be fun," Clare said unenthusiastically.

"It will if I've got anything to do with it," Loz said with a mischievous smirk. Clare narrowed her eyes on her.

"What are you plotting?"

"Now that, my darling, would be telling, wouldn't it? And where's the fun in that? You'll just have to wait and see, just like everyone else."

"Whatever it is, can I help in any way?" Sirius queried.

"Hmm… well… actually… come here a minute." They moved a few seats up the table, away from the others, whispering to each other.

"I don't trust her in the slightest," Clare said suspiciously.

"But that's what makes it fun," said Beck. "You never know what she'll do next!"

"Then Merlin bless our souls, because enlisting Sirius' help will only make matters worse," said James. "Much worse." Sirius burst out laughing, causing them all to look.

"Don't mind us," Loz said, smiling sweetly, then continued to whisper.

"I think we'll all know which two are going to be stuck together like glue for the next seven years," said Beck.

"Yeah, and you know what Loz is like," added Moj, "she'll probably make it more than just best friends."

"Well, Sirius definitely likes her," said James.

"Really?!" Beck said excitedly.

"Yep. Told me last night. He said if nothing else, he at least wants to be a really good mate to her."

"Well, nobody bother with either of them at any point then," said Clare. "They've got each other now. We're out of the picture."

"I don't know who I pity more," said Moj.

"Here, here," said Beck. Loz and Sirius finally rejoined them, sniggering whenever they caught each other's eye.

"Make sure you don't drink too much now," Loz informed them, "else you'll be wetting yourself later."

"She is pure genius!" Sirius told James. "You can guarantee yourself a good day today."

"I think we're going to like it here."