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I'm going to make this an octet, this being 1st year, the 2nd being 2nd, the 3rd being 3rd, etc. but the eighth story will be graduation through the Potter's deaths. Thanks to LotRGurl for the title of the octet, which is.... cue suspense music ... The Life and Love Octet!

SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO sorry!!!! I've had writer's block, and the only time I usually can write is during my 30 minute study hall right before lunch, and most of the time I have home-is hit with flying tomatoes ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT!!!!!!! HERE YOU GO!!!!
The eight-some stumbled after a Prefect up the many staircases to Gryffindor tower. When they had finally made it up there, the group was in front of a large portrait of a very large woman in a pink dress. In about a minute, the portrait asked, "Password?"

"Ifficlafere." The prefect replied, and the portrait swung forward to reveal a warm room with squashy red armchairs and a roaring fire.

"Dormitories are up the stairs, boys on the left, girls on the right."

Lily, Lissa, Brina, and Christine climbed to the top of the stairs, where there was a sign that read, "First Years". Inside the circular room there were five beds. Four stood with trunks at the foot, but were unoccupied. A girl of whose name Lily could not remember occupied the fifth.

"Hi," The other girl said, holding out her hand to shake, "I'm Emily-Kate Horton."

"Lily Evans."

"Melissa Taylor."

"Brina Mirrelo."

"Christine Lupin."

"I hope there are no mudbloods in this room, I just cannot stand being in the same room as them, honestly! My whole family has been in Slytherin for three centuries! I just know my parents will write to Dumbledore and force him to overturn my sorting." Emily-Kate sniffed, holding her blond head high.

"We'll have you know, Emiliann-Katharinie Horton," Mel snapped, "That while none of us is truly muggle born, Lily over hear is half-muggle, half-squib, which means that she is half-blooded, because, as you should know, Emiliann- Katharinie, wizarding blood is passed through a squib."

"So we have a squib-blood. How nice, stay away from me."

None of the four girls wanted to sleep next to her, but as luck would have it, Lily ended up on one side and Brina ended up on the other. Brina grumbled for fifteen minutes about having to sleep next to, "a snotty, overbred brat of a pureblood family who can't seem to instill good values in their children", before Mel threw a pillow at her head.

Boy's dormitory

"Hey Sir! Think we should prank someone tonight?" James asked as they entered the dormitory.

"Well, Jamesie, I WOULD, but I realized on the train that my mother had hidden my prankster's kit when I wasn't looking. Evil hag."

"I'm guessing that you don't like your mom, then?" Peter inquired.

James glared at him, "Peter, you really-""No, James, it's all right," Sirius cut him off, scowling, "I don't mind saying it. I do hate my family. I bet I'll be receiving a Howler during breakfast tomorrow!"

"Why?" Peter asked, clearly in total confusion, "What could you have done on your first day that's so bad that she'd send you a howler?"

Sirius laughed bitterly, "Why? Why, because I made Gryffindor, of course! The whole lot of them are Slytherin Purebloods! They hate Remus and James, James because his family doesn't care about 'purity of blood', but they tolerate him because he's pureblood! I don't really know why they hate Remus exactly, but I've overheard that it has to do with them being 'poor and unworthy of pureblood status'-no offense Remus-"

"None taken."

"My brother is practically their slave, believing all that rubbish! They've been brainwashing me for eleven years, and I HATE IT!"

There was silence for a minute and then he continued, "And then there's all the talk of a new power rising against muggleborns. My parents are all for it. They don't want muggles to live! I just want them to leave the world alone! Muggles never did anything harmful to them!"

The group stared at him. After five minutes, James said,

"I knew you hated them, but never that much."

"I tend to keep it to myself, because you never know when a cousin of mine is listening."

"True, you do have a lot of cousins." Remus grinned, "But now I think we should sleep. We have class in the morning."

And with that, the quartet climbed into bed and fell asleep.

The Girl's dormitory, the next morning

"Christine! Wake up!" Lily yelled at 6:30 am. The lump on the bed next to her didn't move.

"Christine Lupin! It is 6:30 am and you only have 25 minutes to get ready before we leave for breakfast, so if you want to go with us, get up!"

"LILY!" Christine sprang out of bed and dashed for the bathroom, tripping over her blankets as she went. "Why didn't you call me earlier??"

"Because Brina was in the shower, then that Emily-Kate girl, then Mel, and then me. We decided to let you sleep today, but not everyday. Tomorrow you will wake up at the same time as the rest of us." Lily said, while brushing out her red hair.

Precisely twenty-five minutes later, the group ran into the boys in the common room. They walked in silence to the Great Hall, but as they reached the doors, Sirius stopped and pronounced, "Here is my doom. I accept my doom with honor. It was excellent knowing you, however briefly." They opened the doors and walked over to the Gryffindor table, where breakfast was waiting. They sat down, and within five minutes, over 100 owls swooped down from overhead. Lily jumped, no one had informed her of that. Sirius gulped as he saw a gray owl with black flecks clutching a red envelope in its beak swoop towards him. The owl landed and Sirius slowly opened the letter, which let out a loud scream, and then a shrill, horrid voice,

"SIRIUS MICHAEL BLACK! HOW DARE YOU GET SORTED INTO GRYFFINDOR! YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE NAME OF BLACK! I KNEW WE SHOULD NEVER HAVE TAKEN YOU TO THE WIZARDS CONVENTION! I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN YOU WOULD END UP BEING CORRUPTED BY HAROLD POTTER'S SON! THAT JAMES HAS LED YOU TO BELIEVE THAT BEING A PUREBLOOD IS NOTHING! IF YOU WANT TO GET SOMEWHERE, GO TO DUMBLEDORE AND PUT YOURSELF IN SLYTHERIN! IF YOU DO NOT, YOU WILL NEVER BE WELCOME IN THE NOBLE HOUSE OF BLACK EVER AGAIN! YOU ARE A DISGRACE! YOU SHOULD BE MORE LIKE YOUR BROTHER! HE'LL NEVER DISGRACE THE BLACK NAME LIKE YOU HAVE DONE!" It let out another scream of disgust, and shriveled up. Sirius looked shaken, but said, "Well, that's it then. I won't be going back over Christmas, or Easter for that matter."

"So," came a voice from behind them, "You aren't going to do as your mum says and switch to Slytherin?"

"Yes, 'Dromeda, of COURSE I am! I'm SURE Mother Dearest would be so proud of me."

"Ah, Sirius, your sarcasm is failing you. But now Aunt Priscilla will have two of us to wipe off the tree. I'm so proud of you!"

"And who, may I ask, is this?" Remus asked, "One of the infamous Black cousins?"

"Technically yes," Sirius smirked, "But this one isn't like the rest. I'd hardly call the only cousin I actually like a Black, now would I? This, my friend, is Andromeda Black, a Gryffindor Prefect."

"Much as I'd love to stop and chat, I have class to prepare for," Andromeda said, "And because McGonagall is walking this way with a bunch of papers, I would say that you do too." She walked off, rejoining a group of friends.

Professor McGonagall was indeed coming up to the group, and she handed each student a schedule. James looked it over and moaned slightly.

"What is it, James?" Lily asked.

"Double Charms first! And with the Slytherins! This is not good!"

"Double Charms doesn't sound bad, but with the Slytherins does." Lily said, trying to cheer James up, but failing.

"I heard from Erica that it is horrible! She said that we have so much homework!"

"Oh, come off it James, it can't be that bad!" Sirius added, "Think how many pranks we'll be able to pull when we learn the charms! It'll be awesome!"

James cheered up, and he asked, "Who is the Defense Professor this year?"

"Someone named Adrian Darkhill, but I've never heard the name. I'm surprised at you, James, your father is the Deputy Minister of Magic, and you don't know who a teacher is?" answered Christine.

"Well, sorry if my dad doesn't let me listen in on his official conversations!" James snapped, "It's not like he's going to tell me anything!"

"Did you say that the new professor's last name is Darkhill?" Mel hissed suddenly.

"Yeah," replied Christine, "Why?"

"Oh, nothing, I thought I had heard the name before." Mel answered, but Lily noticed that her face had gone dead white.

"Why'd you ask who the Professor is for this year?" asked Brina.

"I should think you know, considering that you had a brother here." Answered James.

"Well, guess what? I don't know! So why don't you just tell me!"

"Sheesh, don't get your knickers in a twist! I asked because there are rumors that the position is jinxed."

"Jinxed?" inquired Lily, "How is it jinxed?"

"No teacher has been able to hold that position for more than a year, ever since Hogwarts was founded."

"Wow..." breathed Lily. She hadn't realized how much there was to learn about Hogwarts and the world surrounding it. She couldn't wait to begin. The bell rang, signaling for every one to go to class. The girls were more excited, and luckily, they managed to find the classroom with little trouble. They sat near the middle of the room, and the rest of the class filed in. Tiny Professor Flitwick began calling role, and when he called "Sirius Black!" The door banged open again, revealing the four boys, each red and winded.

"Here, Professor!" Sirius shouted.

"You're late, boys. I'll excuse it for the first day, but for no more."

The boys took the only empty seats, which were next to the girls. Lily leaned over and asked, "So where were you?"

"Got lost. And then James decided to plant a dungbomb in Snape's bag." Remus replied with a small grin.

"Today," Professor Flitwick said cheerfully, "We will be learning a simple charm called the Scivolata Charm. This charm causes an object to glide about two feet across any surface. The charm is simple, but the wand movement is a bit more difficult. It is a loop, a diagonal line, and then another loop. Lets practice. Loop, diagonal, loop. The incantation is Scivolata. Ready?"

"Scivolata." The class answered obediently

"Very good," Professor Flitwick squeaked, "Now, who would like to be the first to try and glide their books across the table?"

Four hands went up, Lily's, Sirius's, Remus's, and Snape's. "Miss Evans, you will go first. Everyone else, kindly put your books under the table. Ready, Miss Evans? One-two-three-"

"Scivolata!" Lily said while doing the proper movements. The books, as if they were being pulled, glided two feet and stopped. The Gryffindors cheered, and a few Slytherins looked mildly impressed. Snape said silkily from across the room, "I'll go next, Professor, if Evans can do it, I know it can't be that hard."

Professor Flitwick looked taken aback, but he agreed. Snape rose and, "Scivolata!" Like Lily's, his books glided the two feet, and he smirked toward her.

The rest of the class was devoted to everyone else trying the charm, and Remus was the only other person who came anywhere near performing it correctly. The girls all moved it a few inches, and James and Peter couldn't move it at all.
OMG!!!!! THAT WAS SOOOOOOO HARD TO WRITE!!!!!

Thank you for waiting, I have been forced to write coughmcgcough, and I hope this was somewhat worth the wait!

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