Disclaimer: Hi everyone! This is me! The ACTUAL author! RoseWeasleyGamgee is out right now, so I, the co-writer, am substituting! YAY! Anyways, I just wanted to say that none of this stuff belongs to me...except for the plot, the words, and the new characters. All the rest belongs to JK Rowling. Yah, so, that's my blurb...Ciao for now!

Chapter 8

After lunch, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ali, Becca, and George all made their way back to the "Togetherness Room" where members of all the different cabins could mingle. As they entered, Becca looked towards the clump of sofas and armchairs in the corner and saw an unmistakably familiar face.

"Jeremy?!" she said, astonished, once close enough to see properly.

The boy turned and stared at her blankly for a moment. He blinked and then his eyes widened. His eyes flickered to Allison and got even bigger. He turned back to Becca. "You cut your hair," he said blankly. Then he looked at Ali, "So did you."

Ron coughed. Ali started and blushed, "Sorry guys," she addressed the group, "This is Jeremy. He's a friend of ours."

After the others acknowledged him and introduced themselves, Becca ruffled Jeremy's hair, "So, Jer, what're you doing here? What cabin are you in?"

"I'm in the Lion Cabin," he said, "What about you all?"

Becca beamed, "We're all in the Lion Cabin too! Well, "all" meaning "except Ali"..."

Ali looked downcast, "I'm in the Snake Cabin."

Becca gave Jeremy a look that said, "Let's not go into that right now. Let's try to think happy thoughts..."

The group sat down on some sofas in the corner of the room. Ali eyed Jeremy suspiciously. "You never answered Becca's question about why you're here," she said to him.

Jeremy flushed a little, "Extra credit...Why're you two here?" he asked Ali and Becca.

Becca and Ali both said, "We just wanted to..."

A while later, Harry and Ron had decided to play a game of chess and ran off to find the chessboard, leaving Hermione and Jeremy discussing topics like math... And science... "Such things I find disgusting," Becca had said.

"Right on," George had added.

Hermione scowled at them and their non-academic-hey-this-is-summer-you-know-attitudes and went right back to conversing with Jeremy.

"Anyways, I was saying how the Vela pulsar itself is a neutron luminary and was likely formed as the stellar core was compacted to nuclear densities," Hermione continued, " And the pulsations occur at intervals of eleven times per second, isn't that fascinating?"

Becca raised and eyebrow and stared at Jeremy, "Don't even pretend like you understood that," she said bluntly.

It was Jeremy's turn to scowl at her.

Becca laughed and turned to Ali and George. When the group had sat down, George had taken a seat next to Becca and had placed his arm along the back of the couch and around her shoulders. Ali, who had been seated across from Becca in an armchair, just noticed this. "Aww," she said, "You two look so cute sitting together like that. C'mon, George, give 'er a kiss."

Becca and George stared at Allison, who was gazing back at them with batting eyelashes and a childish grin plastered from ear to ear.

George shrugged and said, "Okay."

George leaned down towards Becca, who made no objection, but stopped an inch from her face and said, " I sense that you're a terrific kisser...and it intimidates me a little... "

Becca smiled put a hand on George's cheek and pulled him towards her. They kissed for a few seconds and then parted and Ali squealed girlishly and bounced up and down.

"Cute! Cute! Cute! Cute! Cute!" Ali chanted.

At that exact moment, Harry and Ron returned and Becca blushed so badly that she had to bury her face in George's chest, not that he minded.

Harry stopped and stared at Becca blankly, "Er, what did we miss?"

They stayed in the "Togetherness Room" until dinnertime and then went down to the Mess Hall to eat. Fred and Lee decided to sit with them tonight and Becca would occasionally look up to see Ali and Fred glancing at one another, which she thought was cute. Jeremy had also decided to sit with the group and as soon as he sat down, Hermione began an intense conversation with him, which he dove right into.

After dinner, Ali decided to go back to her cabin to take a shower and read a bit before lights out. Everyone said goodnight to her and then went off to the Lion cabin to do the same. Hermione was still conversing with Jeremy and Becca had to practically drag her off to bed. But not before George gave Becca a long, sweet kiss goodnight, causing Becca to momentarily forget about Hermione.

As Becca pulled on her pajamas, Hermione leaned against her nightstand and motor mouthed about Jeremy. Becca turned to her and smiled.

"You like him, don't you?" she said.

"No, of course not," Hermione said. But Becca was not fooled so easily.

"You do like him, I know you do."

"I enjoy his intellectual stimulation—"

"Same thing!" Becca said. Hermione turned and stared at her expressionlessly.

Becca caved, "Okay, so it's not the same thing," she said, then quickly added, "BUT YOU STILL LIKE HIM!"

Hermione was about to respond, but a fellow cabin-mate cleared her throat at them with great demonstration. Getting the message, Becca and Hermione both climbed into their beds silently. Becca pulled out her CD player, put on her headphones, and pressed play. After a few minutes of simply laying there, eyes closed, she felt a breeze of air like someone walking past her bed. She opened her eyes and stared. The window was open and beams of moonlight were pouring into the room. The girl who had cleared her throat earlier had gotten up and was dancing around in the moonlight silently. Becca looked around and saw that everyone else seemed to be asleep, so she coughed a little at the girl, who didn't notice. Becca sighed, picked up the first-aid handbook under her bed, and threw it at the girl. It hit the back of her head hard and the girl stopped and looked around.

"Go to sleep!" Becca hissed at her. The girl looked at her confusedly, as though she had just forgotten what she had been doing, and shivered. She noticed the open window.

The girl mouthed something that Becca did not hear since her music was still on. Becca stopped her music just as the window closed. She heard what she thought were distant bells tinkling, but they faded when the window locked.

"Who left that open?" the girl asked, sounding annoyed, "I was almost asleep and now I have to get up and close it!"

Becca rolled her eyes at the girl, "What were you doing dancing around like that anyway?"

"Dancing?" the girl asked, "You're crazy." The girl got into bed and lay down.

Becca, confused, put her CD player down and rolled over in bed, muttering, "...bunch of British weirdoes..."

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