Okay I know there is suppose to be like 2 prefects from each year. But come on! Harry has to be in it. So the 7th years have four people each house. The heads and then 3 others. So don't kill me please! Tankies!
Our story starts with a group of 16 Students who all seem to hate each other. This being because they are from the two most different houses...Gryffindor and Slytherin. These people are half of the prefects of the year. They will be sharing one Home, The Prefect Lounge. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are also sharing their own Home known as The Prefect Lab. But we won't get much from them. This is based on Slytherins and Gryffindors.
Our Prefects are as follows. Head Girl Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Parvati Patil, Colin Creevy, Ginny Weasley, Trisha Louski, and Mitchell Dartal for the Gryffindors. And for Slytherin we have Head Boy Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, Millicent Bullstrode, Pansy Parkinson, Greg Billent, Deana Listrando, Anthony Calinsto, and Bethany Astron. Now these students will be spending a lot of time together. For they are paired up and sharing dormitories. Though the pairings are Boy/Girl Dumbledore has taken the necessary precautions. And you all shall figure out those things as they occur!
Story will start for some at The Bureau. For others the adventure starts at home. And for a few, things begin at Malfoy Manor.
"Hermione!! Where are you? I need help deciding what to wear, I can't show up on the train wearing some grungy clothes, so come help me!" A young girl of sixteen stuck her towel wrapped head out of the door and began yelling. She kept herself hidden behind the door incase the chance one of her brothers or Harry walked on by. The young red head girl, also too many, known as Ginny Weasley was yelling for her good friend Hermione Granger to come assist her. Ginny pulled her head back into the room and began shuffling through the clothing sprawled across her bed. There were a variety of styles lying about. She had a small black mini skirt and a nearly see thru red halter top placed together in the middle of the bed. There was a pair of blue jeans and a shirt that showed off her belly with the words 'Queenliest' written across it in silver sequins. A white skirt lay next to it and denim colored tank top laid a top of the skirt. Ginny had changed since her first years in Hogwarts. She had grown up and had turned into a beautiful young woman. The boys at school had really begun to get the taste of the new Ginny the year prior. But she had vowed this year would be even better.
Ginny was looking over each of her three choices when Hermione walked in already dressed in a denim skirt and a hot pink halter top that didn't quite reach the top of the skirt and showed her belly button ring off. Her brown hair was no longer the bushy mess it once was. It was now tamed and framing her trim face. She looked at the clothes lying upon Ginny's red quilted bed. She grabbed the black mini skirt and begun to rummage around in Ginny's closet, ignoring the protests of the younger girl. "Mione! What are you looking for? I already picked the red top for that skirt." Hermione merely shook her head and continued her search. Finally withdrawing from the closet she held up a navy blue tube top. Ginny gasped and grabbed the top quickly beginning to get dressed. "I forgot I had this! Thank you 'Mione!"
Hermione laughed and sat down upon Ginny's bed and nodded her head. "I figured you had. Now there will be no boy able to escape your grasp." Hermione began to play with a piece of her hair and looked down at the floor while Ginny dressed. After the two had done each others make up and fooled around with their hair a bit the two looped arms and walked from the room.
In another part of the same house the two giddy young girls were presently in sat two seventeen year old boys. Ronald Weasley had grown again over the summer bringing his height to an impressive 6'4". Ron had also matured over the course of the time they had lost Sirius. No longer was he easily tempered or all about good looks. Now he had a real sense of life is too short to waste on petty things. "Why do girls take so long? I mean brush your hair, get dressed then lets move it, don't you agree mate?"
Sitting beside the rather excited red head was Harry Potter. He had finally grown yet he was still fairly shorter then Ron. He had doubted he would reach Ron's height ever. Harry's hair was once again just as messy as it had been since he was born. He had of course acquired such hair from his father James Potter. And Harry's bright green eyes showed from beneath his black hair. They were emerald colored and as everyone had told him they were his mother's. Harry had made a drastic change between his 5th and 6th years at Hogwarts. He was even more withdrawn and didn't like to talk to anyone, even his best friends. But this year he had vowed would change and he would learn to live his life with out Sirius.
"What, oh yeah they take forever. We are going to miss the train if they don't get down here soon." But just as Harry was saying this, the two girls came skipping into the room looking rather excited. Harry's eyes couldn't help but travel over Ginny's body. Sure the girl had liked him since the first time she met him and she had been more like a sister to him then anything, but he had to admit to himself she was growing up and today she looked gorgeous.
"Will you boys ever grow up?! I was showering! Why must you constantly peek in on me? I am telling your parents!" Pansy Parkinson was standing in the doorway of the Malfoy's beautiful crystal bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her thin frame. Her long blonde hair was wet and hanging down in curls around her head. Her blue eyes were full of anger. She had grown out of her Draco loving faze and was now more or less happy to yell at anyone. For at the moment she was yelling at 3 boys. All 3 she had known her whole life due to their parents all being Death eaters. The 4 Slytherin students were all staying at the Malfoy Manor and it was the day they were to be going to Hogwarts. For Pansy, Draco and Blaise this would be their 7th and Final Year. And for Gregory this would be his 6th.
"Oh Pansy," said an already aggravated and gorgeous blonde boy, "will you just calm yourself down. There is no reason to involve our parents." He moved closer to her whispering softly into her ear, "I'll make sure to repay your generosity in full if you forget about this." The blonde's silver eyes were focused on an area just south of her face. His rather nicely toned body was pressed lightly against hers.
Standing about a foot behind the blonde was Blaise Zambini. His brown eyes were full of laughter. A genuine smile was plastered to his face as he watched his best friend make a fool out of himself. "Drake when will you grow up?" He ran a hand through his messy black hair. "You know Pansy loves me and not you."
"Oh what are you saying Blaise. Everyone knows it's me that Pansy fancies." A tall young man with dirty blonde hair and deep set blue eyes laughed. Gregory Billent leaned over Blaise's shoulder smiling at an even more angered Pansy. All three boys started laughing and before they could move Pansy had already smacked Draco and was heading towards Blaise and Greg. All three of the boys took off running towards Draco's room for safety.
Crash A young girl of about fifteen came running down the stairs with her head in her hands. "Oh No!" The girl shook her dark brown hair and her chocolate colored eyes were full of tears. An older girl came rushing out to her, and took the smaller girl into a bear hug rubbing her head.
"What happened, Trisha? Are you okay?" Parvati Patil had her blonde head against Trisha's. Her hazel eyes were full of worry. Trisha just curled up more into Parvati's arms and cried more. Unsure of what was wrong but determined to comfort her little cousin Parvati took Trisha's hand and led her over to a couch and sat her down. "Trisha, tell me what's wrong?"
The little girl, Trisha Louski, looked up at Parvati and shook her head. "Daddy says he doesn't want me going back to school this year." She began to sob again and wrapped her arms around Parvati's neck. Parvati patted her back and continued to rub her head.
"It's okay Trisha, he can't stop you. You're with me. Aunty Bethany won't let him take you. You know I'm right, so stop crying. You're going back to Hogwarts and you're going to make a great prefect."
"Yo, Milli hurry up already in the bathroom I still need to do my hair." Anthony Calinsto was standing outside of his bathroom pounding on the door. He kept running his hand through his blonde hair in an attempt to get it to spike up the way he liked it. His mother's best friend and her daughter had been staying over and now the bathroom was occupied and he couldn't get to his gel. "Come on!!" He shouted hoping Millicent would get out quicker.
"Keep your pie hole shut squirt. I'll be out when I'm out. Why don't you go play with your little toys?" Millicent was inside the bathroom with a smirk pressed to her fat face. Millicent was a bigger set girl. She could have been pretty if her brown hair hadn't been cut so short and if her dark green eyes showed any other emotion beside anger. Right now she was getting into a pair of faded jeans and a black tee-shirt.
"It's my house, Millicent. So get your ass out of the bathroom. I need to get ready!" Anthony's light brown eyes flashed with annoyance. He knew she would take longer because he wanted her out so much. But he didn't care, he was growing tired of this. It was his house after all. But she was bigger.
Finally, after what seemed an hour to Anthony, Millicent stepped out of the bathroom. He gave a small gagging noise and pushed past her walking into the bathroom to get ready. It was his fifth year, he was a prefect. He was ready to dock as many points as possible from those annoying Gryffindors.
"Oh Mitch come on cheer up some. Life isn't so bad." Colin Creevy was sitting out on his front porch talking to his best friend Mitchell Dartal. "You know your going to get a girl this year, like maybe Tara Frederiks. I know you got a thing for her." He gave Mitch a small slap on the back. "Come on get up let's go for a walk, we have about 15 minutes before we have to leave for the train.
With much persuasion Mitch finally stood up. His green eyes were glazed over and he just continued staring a head of him as he walked. He didn't say a word at first and just let Colin lead him through the small town they had both grown up in. "You know you need to tell me what's wrong if you want me to help." Colin had stopped and his blue eyes were focused directly on Mitch. Mitch just shook his black haired head and continued to walk.
Colin sighed and let his blonde hair fall into his face. He followed along behind trying to think of away to get his friend to tell him what was wrong. After a few minutes he grabbed the back of Mitch's jacket and pushed him on to a park bench. He pulled out his wand and held it in front of Mitch. "Now tell me what's going on."
Mitch sighed and looked his best friend in the eye. "Colin, I don't know what's wrong. I just feel kind of weird going back to school this year. I mean we only have one more year after this till we are out of there. And then what, back to living like muggles? I hated life before I got my letter."
Colin seemed slightly surprised but he hid it and stuck his wand back in his pocket. He sat down beside him and put his hand on his shoulder. "Mitch you can do anything you want when we graduate. I mean I can see it now, Minister of Magic Mitchell Dartal." For the first time in days Mitch smiled. He gave Colin a small hug and stood up. "Well we better get back home."
Sixteen year old Deana Listrando walked down her stairs wearing a pair of hug hugger jeans and a yellow tube top with a black jacket draped over her shoulders. Her red hair was up in pigtails and her green eyes shone brightly in the light kitchen.
"Woo hoo, sexy girl!" Bethany Astron was sitting at the kitchen table with a plate of waffles in front of her. She smiled at her best friend. "Looking good doll." She stood up and spun around herself showing off her black halter top and her faded black leather pants. "And how do I look?"
Deana laughed and sat down across from Beth's plate and gave a thumb's up. "Irresistible of course." The two girls laughed and started eating their breakfast. "So excited about being prefect this year Beth?"
Bethany could only nod do to the fact her mouth was full of waffles and syrup. After she had swallowed she looked up and smiled. "Course, I am. I mean come on we get to be with Draco and Blaise! How much better can it get."
Deana shook her head. "Beth we've always shared a common room with Drake and Blaise. What's new about that? But I guess your right, smaller group now. Maybe one of us will get to room with him..." She trailed off dreaming about Draco.
A/N: So I hope you enjoyed the intro. I know pretty boring right? Well I do promise it will get better. But only if you people read and review it! So get to it. And I'll think about continuing, Ight? I thought so.
Disclaimer: I forgot to put it at the top so now it goes on the bottom. I do not own the Harry Potter gang. A few of the characters are of my own creation so they DO belong to me.