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Disclaimer: Mwuhahaha! I own all of the teenagers. To make it simple, I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. I also do not own the country of the USA and any city within that country. I don't own the Salem Witch Academy as that school was imagined by JK Rowling. I doubt that JK Rowling would ever be overloaded with Algebra homework and is forced to deal with 30 minutes a day on the Internet. So, I'm not JK Rowling. But, I do own anything that was never mentioned in the hp series! Oh! And Kito's MINE MINE MINE! (Yes, you are allowed to vote for him as one of my hostages, and I will lend him to you if you promise not to be bad.)
A/N: FOURTH CHAPTER! IT HASN'T BEEN THAT LONG! Guess what! I'm grounded (once again), and I only get an hour on the internet on Saturdays and Sundays! My parents are so cruel! So my updates may be later than usual! Anyways, since I love all of you so much, I will have the boys answer everyone's reviews. Aren't you special?
Deme: *waves*
Dante: HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL FANS!
Kat Davi: Stop it Dante, you're making yourself look like a fool.
Dante: *pouts*
Deme: *snickers*
Kat Davi: All right! On with the reviews!
Deme: Okay, to Slytherin-Gryffindor gal- Kat says that she's glad that you like Cade. *frowns* Why do you like Cade? He's weird with those freaky yellow eyes! And what do you mean by 'I really like that Cade character, I cant wait to see what Deme does when he find that Cade is also gay!'? Do you think I'm gay? No way, I'm not gay. Dante's the gay kid, and I disagree with you. Cade is still a weirdo!
Dante: He is not! Onto pyroprincess4rmeverwood- Kat says that she sent you the chapter by the email on your bio.
Deme: Anyway, to wolfen-alysha-draco-dragon- Kat is amazed at how demanding you are. It takes a while to come up with such ideas as Kat's. Her mind is very complex, and it takes a while to sort everything out!
Dante: *snorts* Complex my arse! To OutofAzkaban- Kat says she's confused by what you meant by 143. And yes! It was very long. But this chapter might rival it. It's pretty long.
Deme: To natyslacks- Kat says she had to add in Warren Longbottom. Hogwarts isn't Hogwarts without Longbottom. Lol. Hey Dante! Remember that time when Warren's potion blew up on Snape?
Dante: Yeah! That was hilarious! Okay, to..wait! There are no more reviews left! *cries* That wasn't very many reviews! REVIEW MORE YOU SELFISH PEOPLE!
Kat Davi: Okay, that's all of the reviews! Enough said, on with the story!
Deme and Dante: REVIEW!
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First Day
Hunter stared at his awaiting cauldron in dismay. Potions. His worst subject. Only Warren Longbottom was worse than he was. He sighed as he looked at the girls whom he held dear to him. The Slytherin and Gryffindor fifth years had all of their classes together. Alexis sat beside him with Ariana on Alexis's other side. Adella sat on the other side of the room, blatantly ignoring Brandi Baddock, who was going on and on about her 'beloved Deme-baby.' It was quite disgusting. Especially because Brandi was two years younger than Deme.
He slumped in his seat as Snape stalked into the dungeon. Alexis sent Hunter an amused smile, and he returned a grim smile.
"Quiet," said Snape coldly as the door slammed shut.
Everyone immediately became silent. Even at Snape's age of seventy-eight, he was still the professor that their parents told them about.
"Before we begin today's lesson," said Snape, sweeping over to his desk and staring at them all, "I think it appropriate to remind you that next June you will be sitting an important examination during which you will prove how much you have learned about the composition and use of magical potions. Idiotic though some of this class undoubtedly are, I expect you can scrape an 'acceptable' in your O.W.L., or suffer my. displeasure."
He glared at Warren and Hunter, who both sunk lower into their chairs.
"After this year, of course, many of you will cease studying with me," Snape went on. "I take only the very best into my N.E.W.T. Potions class, which means that some of us will certainly be saying good-bye."
His eyes rested on Ariana and his lip curled. Ariana merely arched an eyebrow in challenge, knowing for a fact that she could easily make the marks to be in his class after fifth year.
"But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell," said Snape softly, "so whether you are intending to attempt N.E.W.T. or not, I advise all of you to concentrate your efforts upon maintaining the high- pass level I have come to expect from my O.W.L. students.
"Today we will be mixing a potion that often comes up at Ordinary Wizarding Level: the Draught of Peace, a potion to calm anxiety and soothe agitation. Be warned: If you are too heavy-handed with the ingredients you will put the drinker into a heavy and sometimes irreversible sleep, so you will need to pay close attention to what you are doing." Out of the corner of Hunter's eye he saw Alexia and Adella sit up a little straighter, their expressions one of the utmost attentiveness. Ariana simply tilted her head sideways in interest. "The ingredients and method" - Snape flicked his wand - "are on the blackboard" - (they appeared on there) - "you will find everything you need" - he flicked his wand again - "in the store cupboard" - (the door of the said cupboard sprang open) - "you have an hour and a half. Start."
Just as everyone had predicted, Snape could hardly have set them a more difficult, fiddly potion. The ingredients had to be added to the cauldron in precisely the right order and quantities; the mixture had to be stirred exactly the right number of times, firstly in clockwise, then in counterclockwise directions; the heat of the flames on which it was simmering had to be lowered to exactly the right level for a specific number of minutes before the final ingredient was added.
"A light silver vapor should now be rising from your potion," called Snape, with ten minutes left to go.
Hunter, who was sweating profusely, looked desperately around the dungeon. His own cauldron was issuing copious amounts of dark gray steam; Adella and Ariana's cauldrons had shimmering mists of silver vapor. Snape awarded Adella five points and nodded in hidden satisfaction over Alexis's potion. Though she was a Gryffindor, she was still a Malfoy. Ariana's cauldron was issuing a pigment darker vapor than Alexis's. At Hunter's cauldron, however, Snape stopped, looking down at Hunter with a horrible smirk on his face.
"Weasley, what is this supposed to be?"
All of the Slytherins (except for Adella) at the front of the class all looked up eagerly; they loved hearing Snape taunt a Gryffindor.
"My potion," said Hunter rather bluntly.
"Tell me, Weasley," said Snape softly, "can you read?"
Brandi Baddock laughed shrilly.
"Yes, I can," said Hunter through gritted teeth, his fingers clenched tightly around his wand.
"Read the third line of the instructions for me, Weasley."
Hunter squinted at the blackboard; it was not easy to make out the instructions through the haze of steam now filling the dungeon.
"'Add powdered moonstone, stir three times counterclockwise, allow to simmer for seven minutes, then add two drops of syrup of hellebore.'"
His heart sank. He had not added syrup of hellebore, but had proceeded straight to the fourth line of the instructions after allowing his potion to simmer for seven minutes.
"Did you do everything on the third line, Weasley?"
"No," said Hunter very quietly. "I forgot the hellebore."
"I know you did, Weasley, which means that this mess is utterly worthless. Evanesco."
The contents of Hunter's potion vanished; he was left standing foolishly beside an empty cauldron.
"Those of you who have managed to read the instructions, fill one flagon with a sample of your potion, label it clearly with your name, and bring it up to my desk for testing," said Snape. "Homework: twelve inches of parchment on the properties of moonstone and its uses in potion-making, to be handed in on Thursday."
While everyone around him filled their flagons, Hunter cleared away his things, seething. His potion had been no worse than Baddock's, which was now giving off a foul odor of bad eggs, or Warren's, which had achieved the consistency of just-mixed cement and which Warren was now having to gouge out of his cauldron, yet it was he, Hunter, who would be receiving zero marks for the day's work. He stuffed his wand back into his bag and slumped down onto his seat, watching everyone else march up to Snape's desk with filled and corked flagons. When at long last the bell rang, Hunter was the first out of the dungeon and had already started his lunch by the time Alexis and Ariana joined him in the Great Hall. The ceiling had turned an even murkier gray during the morning. Rain was lashing the high windows.
~*~
Dante took a seat across from Hunter, Ariana, and Alexis, between Andre and Jacob. Dark rings lay beneath his slightly red eyes. He looked around and saw a shock of black hair. Smoldering, hawk-like eyes landed on him. Dante stiffened and turned away to meet calculating green eyes, peering over the string thin rims of her glasses. He avoided Ariana's deducing gaze and turned to look at his cousins. There were at least fifteen members of his family residing in Hogwarts. From William (often called Billy, and the youngest son from Uncle Bill) who was in his seventh year, to Winifred and Georgette in their first year (the two youngest from Uncle Fred's family and from Uncle George's family). Then there was Dovasary Maria Katherine who was in her first year. He even had cousins out of Hogwarts. He shook his head and began to eat, careful to avoid Ariana's penetrating gaze.
~*~
Ariana reshouldered her bag as she walked to DADA. She rounded a corner and collided with someone else. The impact sent her sprawling across the floor and her bag sliding towards the other fallen student. She looked up, ready to apologize. It was Deme.
"Oh, sorry Deme," she said.
Deme stood and picked up her bag. He walked over to her and held out his hand. She slipped her small, slender hand into his large, calloused hand, and he proceeded to pull her up. He seemed to pull too much for she ended up only a breath away from him. Her eyes were level with his shoulder. A tinge of red colored her cheeks.
"No, my bad," he muttered and stepped back, handing her her bag.
She smiled lightly and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"I have to get to class," she mumbled.
"Oh, yeah. Okay. See you later. Bye Ariana," he muttered.
"Bye Demetrius," she called as he drifted away.
She continued on to class, wondering why she and Deme called each other by their real names. She sat down in the front row and drew out her textbook, parchment, and wand. Alexis soon sat down beside her, and Adella bravely sat beside Ariana. Ariana smiled, knowing that it took a lot out of Adella to openly display their friendship.
The rest of the class soon took their seats and Kito walked in.
"Hey guys," he said, a broad smile playing across his lips.
A chorus of 'Hey Kito's and 'Hey Nash'es erupted.
"Put everything away except your wands," he ordered as he twirled his wand like a baton.
Everyone obediently did as they were told.
"Okay, I thought, for our first day, we should use charms. I'm sure Professor Flitwick taught you all how to change your appearance before he retired."
Everyone nodded.
"All right then. I'd like you to practice those charms for today. Aurors and spies often change their appearance so that they aren't caught. If anyone can't remember the incantations, then come to me," Kito said and smiled at Warren.
Everyone scattered into groups. Hunter, Alexis, Adella, and Ariana formed their own group. Adella swept her wand over her body and murmured a few incantations. Her hair lengthened to her waist and became just as red as Hunter's hair. She lightened her eyes so that they matched his, also. Hunter smiled at her before she returned to her normal appearance.
Kito sat down on a desk beside Adella and smiled.
"So Adella, are you trying out for the Slytherin quidditch team this year?" he asked.
Adella looked up. "Err, yeah."
"What position do you want to play?" he asked.
"Chaser." She smiled.
"Oh, I played Chaser for Gryffindor when I was in school," he said.
Silence followed their conversation before Warren walked up to Kito to ask for help. Adella shook her head and returned her attention to her friend and family. Ariana and Alexis were exchanging knowing glances.
She blinked. "What?!"
~*~
Hermione cuddled against Draco on the couch. Draco hummed happily as she ran her fingers through his hair. Hermione laughed softly and kissed him.
"Whatever happened to my big, bad dragon?" she purred.
He opened one eye and smirked.
"He had kids and had to suffer through soiled diapers and messy play dates. Narcissa making weekly visits was the last straw," he drawled.
Hermione laughed again.
She smiled. "Harry flooed and told me Alexis was sorted into Gryffindor. He also said that Daniel and Raven's son is at Hogwarts," she commented.
Draco hummed in acknowledgement.
"Alexis won't be able to be a seeker like her ol' dad at Hogwarts," he whined.
Hermione frowned. "Why not?"
"Dante is the seeker for Gryffindor," he replied in a deadpanned voice.
"Oh."
The door burst open and in walked a woman who seemed to be a younger version of Hermione.
"Demeter! What's going on?" Hermione asked, slightly alarmed.
Demeter stepped into the room, her face ashen. "We have a problem."
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AHHHH! CLIFFHANGER! Hope you liked it. I missed Hermione and Draco, so I added that in. All of these ideas are coming into my head and I can't sort them out. There will be a LOT of surprises in this story. And maybe, if you're clever, you'll finger out who the pairings are in this story. All but one couple are obvious. Who could Alexis possibly fall for? Hmmm.. REVIEW!
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Disclaimer: Mwuhahaha! I own all of the teenagers. To make it simple, I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. I also do not own the country of the USA and any city within that country. I don't own the Salem Witch Academy as that school was imagined by JK Rowling. I doubt that JK Rowling would ever be overloaded with Algebra homework and is forced to deal with 30 minutes a day on the Internet. So, I'm not JK Rowling. But, I do own anything that was never mentioned in the hp series! Oh! And Kito's MINE MINE MINE! (Yes, you are allowed to vote for him as one of my hostages, and I will lend him to you if you promise not to be bad.)
A/N: FOURTH CHAPTER! IT HASN'T BEEN THAT LONG! Guess what! I'm grounded (once again), and I only get an hour on the internet on Saturdays and Sundays! My parents are so cruel! So my updates may be later than usual! Anyways, since I love all of you so much, I will have the boys answer everyone's reviews. Aren't you special?
Deme: *waves*
Dante: HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL FANS!
Kat Davi: Stop it Dante, you're making yourself look like a fool.
Dante: *pouts*
Deme: *snickers*
Kat Davi: All right! On with the reviews!
Deme: Okay, to Slytherin-Gryffindor gal- Kat says that she's glad that you like Cade. *frowns* Why do you like Cade? He's weird with those freaky yellow eyes! And what do you mean by 'I really like that Cade character, I cant wait to see what Deme does when he find that Cade is also gay!'? Do you think I'm gay? No way, I'm not gay. Dante's the gay kid, and I disagree with you. Cade is still a weirdo!
Dante: He is not! Onto pyroprincess4rmeverwood- Kat says that she sent you the chapter by the email on your bio.
Deme: Anyway, to wolfen-alysha-draco-dragon- Kat is amazed at how demanding you are. It takes a while to come up with such ideas as Kat's. Her mind is very complex, and it takes a while to sort everything out!
Dante: *snorts* Complex my arse! To OutofAzkaban- Kat says she's confused by what you meant by 143. And yes! It was very long. But this chapter might rival it. It's pretty long.
Deme: To natyslacks- Kat says she had to add in Warren Longbottom. Hogwarts isn't Hogwarts without Longbottom. Lol. Hey Dante! Remember that time when Warren's potion blew up on Snape?
Dante: Yeah! That was hilarious! Okay, to..wait! There are no more reviews left! *cries* That wasn't very many reviews! REVIEW MORE YOU SELFISH PEOPLE!
Kat Davi: Okay, that's all of the reviews! Enough said, on with the story!
Deme and Dante: REVIEW!
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First Day
Hunter stared at his awaiting cauldron in dismay. Potions. His worst subject. Only Warren Longbottom was worse than he was. He sighed as he looked at the girls whom he held dear to him. The Slytherin and Gryffindor fifth years had all of their classes together. Alexis sat beside him with Ariana on Alexis's other side. Adella sat on the other side of the room, blatantly ignoring Brandi Baddock, who was going on and on about her 'beloved Deme-baby.' It was quite disgusting. Especially because Brandi was two years younger than Deme.
He slumped in his seat as Snape stalked into the dungeon. Alexis sent Hunter an amused smile, and he returned a grim smile.
"Quiet," said Snape coldly as the door slammed shut.
Everyone immediately became silent. Even at Snape's age of seventy-eight, he was still the professor that their parents told them about.
"Before we begin today's lesson," said Snape, sweeping over to his desk and staring at them all, "I think it appropriate to remind you that next June you will be sitting an important examination during which you will prove how much you have learned about the composition and use of magical potions. Idiotic though some of this class undoubtedly are, I expect you can scrape an 'acceptable' in your O.W.L., or suffer my. displeasure."
He glared at Warren and Hunter, who both sunk lower into their chairs.
"After this year, of course, many of you will cease studying with me," Snape went on. "I take only the very best into my N.E.W.T. Potions class, which means that some of us will certainly be saying good-bye."
His eyes rested on Ariana and his lip curled. Ariana merely arched an eyebrow in challenge, knowing for a fact that she could easily make the marks to be in his class after fifth year.
"But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell," said Snape softly, "so whether you are intending to attempt N.E.W.T. or not, I advise all of you to concentrate your efforts upon maintaining the high- pass level I have come to expect from my O.W.L. students.
"Today we will be mixing a potion that often comes up at Ordinary Wizarding Level: the Draught of Peace, a potion to calm anxiety and soothe agitation. Be warned: If you are too heavy-handed with the ingredients you will put the drinker into a heavy and sometimes irreversible sleep, so you will need to pay close attention to what you are doing." Out of the corner of Hunter's eye he saw Alexia and Adella sit up a little straighter, their expressions one of the utmost attentiveness. Ariana simply tilted her head sideways in interest. "The ingredients and method" - Snape flicked his wand - "are on the blackboard" - (they appeared on there) - "you will find everything you need" - he flicked his wand again - "in the store cupboard" - (the door of the said cupboard sprang open) - "you have an hour and a half. Start."
Just as everyone had predicted, Snape could hardly have set them a more difficult, fiddly potion. The ingredients had to be added to the cauldron in precisely the right order and quantities; the mixture had to be stirred exactly the right number of times, firstly in clockwise, then in counterclockwise directions; the heat of the flames on which it was simmering had to be lowered to exactly the right level for a specific number of minutes before the final ingredient was added.
"A light silver vapor should now be rising from your potion," called Snape, with ten minutes left to go.
Hunter, who was sweating profusely, looked desperately around the dungeon. His own cauldron was issuing copious amounts of dark gray steam; Adella and Ariana's cauldrons had shimmering mists of silver vapor. Snape awarded Adella five points and nodded in hidden satisfaction over Alexis's potion. Though she was a Gryffindor, she was still a Malfoy. Ariana's cauldron was issuing a pigment darker vapor than Alexis's. At Hunter's cauldron, however, Snape stopped, looking down at Hunter with a horrible smirk on his face.
"Weasley, what is this supposed to be?"
All of the Slytherins (except for Adella) at the front of the class all looked up eagerly; they loved hearing Snape taunt a Gryffindor.
"My potion," said Hunter rather bluntly.
"Tell me, Weasley," said Snape softly, "can you read?"
Brandi Baddock laughed shrilly.
"Yes, I can," said Hunter through gritted teeth, his fingers clenched tightly around his wand.
"Read the third line of the instructions for me, Weasley."
Hunter squinted at the blackboard; it was not easy to make out the instructions through the haze of steam now filling the dungeon.
"'Add powdered moonstone, stir three times counterclockwise, allow to simmer for seven minutes, then add two drops of syrup of hellebore.'"
His heart sank. He had not added syrup of hellebore, but had proceeded straight to the fourth line of the instructions after allowing his potion to simmer for seven minutes.
"Did you do everything on the third line, Weasley?"
"No," said Hunter very quietly. "I forgot the hellebore."
"I know you did, Weasley, which means that this mess is utterly worthless. Evanesco."
The contents of Hunter's potion vanished; he was left standing foolishly beside an empty cauldron.
"Those of you who have managed to read the instructions, fill one flagon with a sample of your potion, label it clearly with your name, and bring it up to my desk for testing," said Snape. "Homework: twelve inches of parchment on the properties of moonstone and its uses in potion-making, to be handed in on Thursday."
While everyone around him filled their flagons, Hunter cleared away his things, seething. His potion had been no worse than Baddock's, which was now giving off a foul odor of bad eggs, or Warren's, which had achieved the consistency of just-mixed cement and which Warren was now having to gouge out of his cauldron, yet it was he, Hunter, who would be receiving zero marks for the day's work. He stuffed his wand back into his bag and slumped down onto his seat, watching everyone else march up to Snape's desk with filled and corked flagons. When at long last the bell rang, Hunter was the first out of the dungeon and had already started his lunch by the time Alexis and Ariana joined him in the Great Hall. The ceiling had turned an even murkier gray during the morning. Rain was lashing the high windows.
~*~
Dante took a seat across from Hunter, Ariana, and Alexis, between Andre and Jacob. Dark rings lay beneath his slightly red eyes. He looked around and saw a shock of black hair. Smoldering, hawk-like eyes landed on him. Dante stiffened and turned away to meet calculating green eyes, peering over the string thin rims of her glasses. He avoided Ariana's deducing gaze and turned to look at his cousins. There were at least fifteen members of his family residing in Hogwarts. From William (often called Billy, and the youngest son from Uncle Bill) who was in his seventh year, to Winifred and Georgette in their first year (the two youngest from Uncle Fred's family and from Uncle George's family). Then there was Dovasary Maria Katherine who was in her first year. He even had cousins out of Hogwarts. He shook his head and began to eat, careful to avoid Ariana's penetrating gaze.
~*~
Ariana reshouldered her bag as she walked to DADA. She rounded a corner and collided with someone else. The impact sent her sprawling across the floor and her bag sliding towards the other fallen student. She looked up, ready to apologize. It was Deme.
"Oh, sorry Deme," she said.
Deme stood and picked up her bag. He walked over to her and held out his hand. She slipped her small, slender hand into his large, calloused hand, and he proceeded to pull her up. He seemed to pull too much for she ended up only a breath away from him. Her eyes were level with his shoulder. A tinge of red colored her cheeks.
"No, my bad," he muttered and stepped back, handing her her bag.
She smiled lightly and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"I have to get to class," she mumbled.
"Oh, yeah. Okay. See you later. Bye Ariana," he muttered.
"Bye Demetrius," she called as he drifted away.
She continued on to class, wondering why she and Deme called each other by their real names. She sat down in the front row and drew out her textbook, parchment, and wand. Alexis soon sat down beside her, and Adella bravely sat beside Ariana. Ariana smiled, knowing that it took a lot out of Adella to openly display their friendship.
The rest of the class soon took their seats and Kito walked in.
"Hey guys," he said, a broad smile playing across his lips.
A chorus of 'Hey Kito's and 'Hey Nash'es erupted.
"Put everything away except your wands," he ordered as he twirled his wand like a baton.
Everyone obediently did as they were told.
"Okay, I thought, for our first day, we should use charms. I'm sure Professor Flitwick taught you all how to change your appearance before he retired."
Everyone nodded.
"All right then. I'd like you to practice those charms for today. Aurors and spies often change their appearance so that they aren't caught. If anyone can't remember the incantations, then come to me," Kito said and smiled at Warren.
Everyone scattered into groups. Hunter, Alexis, Adella, and Ariana formed their own group. Adella swept her wand over her body and murmured a few incantations. Her hair lengthened to her waist and became just as red as Hunter's hair. She lightened her eyes so that they matched his, also. Hunter smiled at her before she returned to her normal appearance.
Kito sat down on a desk beside Adella and smiled.
"So Adella, are you trying out for the Slytherin quidditch team this year?" he asked.
Adella looked up. "Err, yeah."
"What position do you want to play?" he asked.
"Chaser." She smiled.
"Oh, I played Chaser for Gryffindor when I was in school," he said.
Silence followed their conversation before Warren walked up to Kito to ask for help. Adella shook her head and returned her attention to her friend and family. Ariana and Alexis were exchanging knowing glances.
She blinked. "What?!"
~*~
Hermione cuddled against Draco on the couch. Draco hummed happily as she ran her fingers through his hair. Hermione laughed softly and kissed him.
"Whatever happened to my big, bad dragon?" she purred.
He opened one eye and smirked.
"He had kids and had to suffer through soiled diapers and messy play dates. Narcissa making weekly visits was the last straw," he drawled.
Hermione laughed again.
She smiled. "Harry flooed and told me Alexis was sorted into Gryffindor. He also said that Daniel and Raven's son is at Hogwarts," she commented.
Draco hummed in acknowledgement.
"Alexis won't be able to be a seeker like her ol' dad at Hogwarts," he whined.
Hermione frowned. "Why not?"
"Dante is the seeker for Gryffindor," he replied in a deadpanned voice.
"Oh."
The door burst open and in walked a woman who seemed to be a younger version of Hermione.
"Demeter! What's going on?" Hermione asked, slightly alarmed.
Demeter stepped into the room, her face ashen. "We have a problem."
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AHHHH! CLIFFHANGER! Hope you liked it. I missed Hermione and Draco, so I added that in. All of these ideas are coming into my head and I can't sort them out. There will be a LOT of surprises in this story. And maybe, if you're clever, you'll finger out who the pairings are in this story. All but one couple are obvious. Who could Alexis possibly fall for? Hmmm.. REVIEW!
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