DISCLAIMER: If you recognize it, it belongs to the great and powerful J.K. Rowling (all bow down before her and maybe she'll convince her publisher to release HBP sooner). Unless you recognize it because it's you, then you belong to yourself. Shibby is partially my sister's. Levi is the only thing I own...and she started accepting applications to go to other authors. Jell-o belongs to Bill Cosby...or maybe that's the other way around.

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RANDOM FANDOM: Yay! My first second time reviewer! Thanks for the review and if you notice your part suddenly got alot bigger. (Not that those two things have anything to do with each other.) As for your plot guesses, I can't tell you what's going to happen, but you're scary close. Just remember though, Tom's six years older than Levi and treats her like his Little Sister. ;)

Somebody warned me so I decided to put a blanket thing on all my stories (het, slash, gen,) Please, bring an open mind. Remember, everyone's life is not the same.
Upstairs Aki and Shibby rushed into class seconds before the bell rang. Luckily, Prof. Dumbledore wasn't there yet. They heaved twin sighs of relief and settled into the only chairs left. Unfortunately, they were the broken desks in the very back of the classroom, but 'beggars can't be choosers'.

"Let's compare schedules," Shibby said pulling hers out of her pocket. Aki sighed and began to dig through her bag.

"I don't know why you still insist on doing this every year. We have the same classes, Shibby. We've always had the same classes." They both knew Aki was only stalling until she could find her schedule. "Here we go!" she exclaimed triumphantly causing a few heads to turn, but she ignored them as they began to compare.

"You're right," Shibby began before being cut off by Aki.

"Of course, I am. I'm always right." Aki giggled as Shibby swung good-naturedly at her.

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted...we do have all the same classes. Transfiguration, followed by Charms, History of Magic and lunch. Then, double Potions with the Slytherins? You've got to be kidding me."

"What are you complaining about, Shibby?" Aki asked. "You should enjoy double Potions with the Snakes."

"Have you gone completely batty?" Shibby snapped back.

"No. Nor have I gone blind. I saw the way you were looking at Tom Riddle..." Aki held her hands up to stop Shibby's stuttering. "I saw the way you looked at him last night. Making an excuse to go over there and stand near him. Then, you made another excuse this morning. But he ran into you and I saw the way you were looking at him. And the way you were speaking and the way you were drooling."

"I was NOT drooling, Aki!"

"I'm sorry, my dear Shibby, but you were. I'm surprised you both didn't drown."

"OH MY GOD, AKI!" Everyone in the classroom turned towards the two this time. "Sorry, I'll try to keep my voice down." When everyone turned back towards whatever it was they were doing originally, Shibby started again, "Aki! That is so not true. I was not drooling, because I don't like Slytherins let alone a Slytherin who is obsessed with the Dark Arts."

"What does that phrase mean exactly 'let alone'?" Aki asked.

"That was rather random," Shibby said pointedly.

"Yes, it was. I was trying to distract you so I could get back to the point before you exploded in rage," Aki said knowledgeably. "You like Tom Riddle. Maybe only as eye candy, but you like him." Shibby started to blush slightly. "See! You're blushing!"

"I'll admit it," Shibby said before stopping suddenly. She began to look around to see if anyone was listening before whispering conspiraciously. "I think he's hot."

"I knew it!" Aki said excitedly.

"Shh. It's just that..."

"What is it, Shibby?" Aki asked her best friend.

"He's always hanging around with that Theodore Nott and Marie D'Triage," Shibby muttered. "Yesterday during the feast, he was sitting by himself so I hoped maybe he realized how horrible they are, but during breakfast..."

"He was sitting with them," Aki finished.

"Yeah."

"You know, Nott isn't so bad; only he's stuck completely up Riddle's ass."

"Aki!" Shibby chastised.

"It's true! D'Triage says that word and Nott tells her how much he hates it. Then, he starts talking about how muggle-borns aren't all that different from pure-bloods and how we shouldn't hate them. But the second Riddle says that word or spouts some pure-blood elitist crap, Nott is laughing and telling Riddle how true everything he's saying is. He's totally up Riddle's bottom area," Aki finished triumphantly. Shibby couldn't help but laugh at how Aki said 'bottom area.' She knew it was the truth, though.

"Nott's not that bad. But D'Triage..." Shibby didn't have to finish because Aki was on a roll.

"Is a complete and total bitch! All she thinks about are Paris fashions, what everybody thinks about her, and whether or not a person is pure-blooded. D'Triage is rude to everybody and she's a total slut!" Aki said exuberantly.

"She's been dating Nott for three years now," Shibby said.

"He has religion or something. He won't sleep with her so she sleeps with any- and every-body else," Aki said matter-of-factly.

"How do you know that?" Shibby asked slightly repulsed, slightly intrigued.

"Slept with my brother," Aki said unashamed.

"Which one?"

"Tai."

"That's the one in Slytherin?" Shibby asked.

"They're all in Slytherin, Shibby. In case you forgot," Aki flipped her raven hair over her shoulder, "He's my twin brother."

"Oh my God, the one that looks just like you except with shorter hair?" Shibby asked repulsed.

"We look nothing alike, thank you." Aki paused before asking, "What?"

"Nothing," Shibby said.

"Fine then. I don't want to know." She paused for a little longer before finally giving in. "What?"

"Just wondering: you're pure-blood, right?"

"Yea," Aki said.

"And you're entire family has been in Slytherin?"

"Once again, you are correct. Are we going somewhere, Shibby?"

"So why aren't you a pure-blood elitist?" Shibby asked.

"Because I am not an idiot. Nor am I my parents." Aki paused for a second. "Originally, it was just a way to rebel, but now...you're a muggle-born." Aki acted as if that settled the question.

"Yeah?" Shibby asked, not entirely sure what Aki was getting at.

"And you're a much better friend than any of those Slytherin girls would be."

"YES!" someone yelled from the front of the classroom. "We can leave! It's been fifteen minutes and Dumbledore isn't here!" Everyone whooped and grabbed their stuff as they headed towards the door.

"Sit down, class. I want to apologize for my lateness," Dumbledore said as he swept into the classroom. His normally pristine robes were covered in a weird green substance as was his long, graying hair.

"Boo," the person from earlier said. Fortunately, Dumbledore was one of those teachers a person could joke with.

"Boo indeed, Mr. Johnson." He tried to straighten his glasses, but failed miserably due to the fact that the green stuff was slimy. "Yes, Miss Lindstrom?"

"If you don't mind me asking professor, why are you covered in Jell-o and does this have anything to do with why you're late?" Shibby asked timidly.

"Yes, Miss Lindstrom, I am late because of the 'Jell-o'," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. "Apparently, one of the first year Slytherins has an affection for pudding and Jell-o. She was explaining this to Peeves when he decided to try out their 'aerodynamic qualities when applied to the aforementioned substances when used as projectiles'. I think that's how she put it. Basically, Peeves began to chuck Jell-o at everyone he saw. At least, that's what they say. I think they decided to help each other prank the school and since Peeves can't get into trouble, he was standing up for her." Shibby raised her hand again. "Yes, Miss Lindstrom?"

"Is the 'she' in question named Leviticus Jones?"

"Yes, Miss Lindstrom. Hmmm. I always seem to be saying 'yes, Miss Lindstrom' to you."

"Maybe you need to be saying, 'Don't kill Levi. She can't help herself.' or at least something to that effect," Shibby growled. "Can I leave class early to go murder my Little Sister?"

"No, Miss Lindstrom," Dumbledore said laughing. "I forgot that you were in the BigBrothers/BigSisters program. Maybe you could explain it to the class."

"Um. They get older people to be role models for younger people who don't have role models. Levi is an orphan so during the summer I used to come over a couple of days every week and play with her. And I'd send her toys on Chanukah and her birthday. Well, not that anybody knows when her birthday is. We just figure it's the day that they found her on the front porch. You know, that's when we say she was born. Levi was at least a couple of months old then, but...I'm rambling aren't I?" Shibby asked.

"Yes, Miss Lindstrom. But are you still mad at Miss Jones?"

"No, Professor. I know that's just how she is and she'll probably always be like that. I can still hate it, though." Shibby said.

"Actually, you have to hate it," Dumbledore said knowledgeably. "I know my brother's going to get in trouble. Aberforth has always been...a bit off. I know it's going to happen so if I was a normal person, I'd get away from him and not deal with him and his many issues. But he's my brother so...I hate it." Shibby sat in her seat for a minute trying to decipher what he was saying. Finally, she decided she agreed and nodded up at her Transfiguration master.

"I get it. And as much as I hate to say it, Professor...I think our siblings may be very similar. Though, I know Levi can read." Dumbledore laughed merrily at Shibby's comment as he walked to the front of the room.

"Today, we are going to be working on Banishment spells. They aren't as difficult as Conjuring spells, but they will be among the hardest magic you must do..."

As Dumbledore kept talking about their upcoming O.W.L.s, Aki leaned over and whispered, "I swear that man would keep teaching through the Apocalypse."


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