Sorry if the insults offended anyone, but It is the nature of most ignorant teenage guys. No that they are ignorant. I personally don't have anything against Homosexuals. I say, Love is love, Who cares who it's for? The world needs more of it anyway.

Read and Review people...I need commentary!

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After Dinner Harry led the new Liondragon first years up a ladder and through a trap door to the 'attic' of the school, sort of. It was in the highest, southern tower. He had them place each of their hands on a large brick that jutted out from the wall. It was the type of things that one wouldn't really notice unless it was pointed out. They each received a small zap, because their hand print wasn't recognized. Harry quickly recited the charm known only to the prefects and programmed their names into the brick.

After everyone was done, Harry tapped the rock twice with his palm and the wall slide soundlessly open before him. A wave a heat from the roaring fire washed over Harry, making him realise just how tired he was. Sean, doing Harry a favour set the new kids up in the dorm for the first year boys, then the girls.

Mercy waved goodbye, then followed Kate, Sean's sister, younger by a year into the girls dorm. Kate was un officially part of the Marauders. Sean's mum would kill him if he knew that Sean got Kate into any trouble at all, so Kate hung with them and pulled pranks with them, but never actually was named part of their group. She wasn't an Animagus either.

Harry flopped onto his four poster bed and drew the curtains wide, so he could see everyone. He propped himself up on his pillows at Jake shut the door. Everyone crawled into their beds, no one said it, but everyone was glad to be home, and happy to be in the sixth year of their schooling.

"Damn these beds are comfortable."

"Comfortable for a little something special." Sean said, thrusting his hips in the air from his position, lying on his back on his bed, he spanked his own rear.

"Not that you'd know, eh? Buddy?" Leon asked, peering at Sean, the successful smile of someone's who just one a point in the bout of quips plastered on his lips.

"Oh But I Would. And not with Men." Sean shot back, licking a finger and pressing against his chest "Tssssss" He said, sticking his tongue out the side of his mouth.

"That would hurt!" Harry muttered, shaking his head, grinning and crawling under his blankets.

"I'm going to kill you." Leon said, calmly, three seconds exactly before launching himself onto Sean's bed.

"Your Gay!" Sean screamed, laughing, as he wrestled his miniature, but ripped friend off of his bed. Both teen were rolling on the floor in plaid boxers, coincidentally identical ones, throwing punches from ever angle, which were mostly awkward due to beds and trunks and what not.

"Aww look! They bought their undergarments together!" Harry said, his voice lisped, happy to have some quip to add to the battle.

Sean and Leon both froze, blinking at Harry. They turned to look at each other as if in slow motion, then back at Harry. With one ferocious yell, they both launched themselves at him. He didn't stand a chance. He was ripped from his bed and pinned to the floor. Grunting from several well distributed punches Harry recovered and retaliated. He kicked up with his knees and caught Leon between the legs.

Leon let out a squeal and double over clutching his groin. "How could you?" He squeaked as Harry and Sean burst out laughing and pointing.

"It's not as if that could have hurt much." Jake pointed out, comfortably seated in his bed, the only one not stripped of his dignity. "You need balls to be sacked." He reminded Leon, nodding wisely, and triumphantly chewing his lip, glad to have his bite.

Leon's face went bright red, and he started fuming. Honestly, Harry though he must be burning from the inside out. "Yeah.well.You screw your mom." He said as a desperate attempt, to redeem himself from the painful insult of before. He stood up and limped exaggeratedly over to his bed.

"Oooh Burn." Sean said Sarcastically as he detangled himself from Harry and clambered back into his bed, and tucked himself in comfortably.

Leon shot Sean a look that would kill. Jake caught the ending of the glare and nearly crippled himself laughing, still in his toastie warm bed. Harry's chest hurt from laughing, and fighting off his two friends. Damn they were strong.

As Harry drifted off to sleep he remembered the New Girl. He would make a point of running into her tomorrow. Maybe she'd be cool.

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Hermione packed her stuff into the supplied trunk and pressed it down, trying to keep her robes from creasing. She glanced up as two of the girls who shared her room entered. The short blonde one fell onto her bed and nestled under the covers without changing from her black school robes. The other girl caught Hermione's attention. She was medium build, she had Short, spiky flaming red hair, which reminded Hermione painfully of her long distance friend Ginny Weasley, and blue eyes. Her face had no freckles, but they wouldn't have looked out of place if they had. The most eye catching thing about the girl was her body. She was exactly what every man in the world wanted in his bed tonight. Hermione could tell from her posture that she slouched to hide it, but the girl was well endowed. A pang of envy washed over Hermione, but ebbed as the girl smiled at her. Hermione was so jealous of anyone who was better endowed than she.

Her own breasts remained relatively small, and her eyes were a dull brown. She detested her hair, but had learned a few charms to help tame the locks. So instead of yield shaped frizz, she had relatively calm extremely bouncy curls. She wasn't skinny, nor fat. She didn't have hips, but she did have long legs. No one bothered to look at them because she was too smart to have a nice body. Apparently.

Tucking herself into her bed, red flannel pyjamas making her feel plenty more comfortable, Hermione nestled into the pillows as the lights were flicked off.

"So. Ladies." A voice drifted through the dark. She heard a few giggles.

"Hey, Who's the new girl?" Another voice asked.

"Hermione Granger." Hermione supplied, sitting up.

"Oh. I'm Kate." She said.

Hermione couldn't see her in the dark. "The one with red hair, or blond hair?" She asked. Trying to remember the other girls hair colours.

"Red." Kate said. "Oooh." She said suddenly. "You cat?" She called, as the sound of purring picked up.

"Yep, Crookshanks." Hermione said proudly. These girls weren't so bad. Not nearly as bad as Parvati and Lavender, who were both intolerably uppity.

"Hello?! Forgotten about me have we? I'm the blond." Mercy said sounding falsely angry. She emphasized 'The Blond.' Sounding offended. Kate laughed at her.

"It's not as if it's hard to do." She claimed, " You just not that important."

"Ha. Ha." Mercy replied, climbing out of her bed. She creeped across the floor and tucked herself into the foot of Hermione's bed. "Better for Chatting." She explained, as Kate joined them beneath Hermione's blankets.

"Jesus!" Mercy Shriek. "Kate? What? Have you been in a freezer for three weeks or something??? Your feet are like the cold clammy monkey feet of DEATH!!!"

Hermione laughed out right as Kate curled up around her toes. "Leemeelone." She mumbled, caressing her feet, giggling.

"So. Kate, did anything happen 'tween you and Harry over the summer?" Mercy poked, ignoring Kate's previous comment. "I heard he stayed with you and Sean for two weeks." She rocked back and forth, crossing her legs. "Do you even still fancy him?" She asked.

Hermione couldn't tell through the dark, but she got the distinct feeling that Kate did indeed still fancy Harry, and that she was blushing at the mo.

"Naw.Nothing Happened. Harry told me that Sean warned him that if he ever touched me, Sean would kill him."

Mercy pointed at Kate, and laughed obnoxiously. "I told you he was out of your league."

There was a sudden silence and they both turned to Hermione.

"Umm.Yes?" She asked, shuffling about beneath the blanket to find a comfortable position.

"Do you fancy anyone back home?" Kate asked, obviously glad to have the topic of conversation off of her.

"Actually I did fancy a certain someone, but things fell through. Anyway. I'm going to stay here until Harry Potter gets this Occlumency thing down pat." Hermione excused the tender moment in her life with a flip of the hand.

".Does Mr. Not-So-Wonderful have a name?" Mercy asked, knocking Hermione's shoulders with her own, in what she no doubt thought was a convincing nudge.

"Seamus. Seamus Finnigan." Hermione said un emotionally. "But. well.He's dead."

"HAHAHAHAHAH so that's what becomes of the guys you don't like???" Mercy said unfeelingly.

"Aww, Shut Up Merse!" Kate said, looking at Hermione tentively.

Slowly they drifted off, one by one in Hermione's bed as the silence grew bigger. Hermione felt a tear drop down her cheek. She missed Seamus. It was all her fault.

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