Strangely Beautiful Author's Note: Aha! So it has arrived... the sixth chapter! Woohoo! -audience applauds- oh my, thank you, thank you! Sorry once again for that extremely short chapter, though didn't I warn you? Didn't I? Oh well. We don't own Harry, but we own Potter! No, no. We don't own anything Harry Potter related, but we own the non-Harry Potter characters. Like the evil Ms. Lee. Well... Happy reading!

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orangeokapi13 - I said in Chapter Four that Chapter Five would be short. Ah well. Here's Chapter Six to entertain you. And we, the monkeys, shall now dance for you. Mariela wrote the part of Ms. Nakathing's speech, so the Teacher to Class thing was all hers. Yup. And BUCKY IS MINE! YESSSS! Hahaha.

ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter Six

As said before, Hermione, Ron, Harry, Fred, George, Hermione, Mariela, and Melissa were lounging in the Gryffindor common room and they were extremely bored. Suddenly, Mariela had an idea.

"Hey, I know a game we can play... if you want... It's really fun!" she added her ending statement hurriedly.

Hermione turned with a glazed look in her eyes, "I think we're up for anything at this point."

Mariela smiled, "Okay then! So, this is a game of asking questions, and no matter what the person asks, you have to answer truthfully. Then the person who was asked the question gets to ask someone else a question, and you kind of just keep on going... Harry, since you're so special, you can go first."

Harry looked around, "Um, ok... My question is for George," George scoffed, "Okay, um, George, if you could hook up with anyone in this room, who would it be?"

George answered almost instantly: "Hermione." as he said this, Hermione blushed. "Okay, same question to my runt of a brother."

Ron looked up and he was starting to turn pink. "I-I-I..."

Hermione looked at him sharply, "You have to answer Ron, it's part of the game."

"Melissa..." As soon as he said it, Ron turned so red, it seemed he was choking. "I'm going to bed." Ron mumbled as he quickly got up and went into the boy's dormitory.

Mariela turned to Melissa, "Why don't you ask a question, since Ron left..."

Melissa was in a state of shock from being picked. The only time she had been picked in similar circumstances was in a quite lovely game of M.A.S.H., or it would have been lovely if she hadn't been previously married forever to another boy. In the game, of course.

"Fred... Same question," Melissa said, trying to stop her rosy cheeks from becoming even redder, and stopping them is quite impossible and sadly inevitable in such embarrassing circumstances.

"Hmm," Fred smiled to himself, "Mariela!"

Mariela's eyes widened for a second, but she kept her cool. She couldn't keep a tiny smile from crossing her lips, though.

"And same question to Mariela," Fred said playfully.

"Well," Mariela flirted, "I'd have to say, you, Fred!" Instantly Mariela and Fred both blushed. Suddenly Mariela coughed and was feeling very tired. She got up to leave, and Melissa and Hermione went with her. When the girls left, Fred, George, and Harry, looked at each other.

"No one said me," Harry whispered sadly.

"Aw, Harry! You know tons of girls here would kill to go out with you!" George said, ruffling Harry's hair.

"Yeah, I guess..." Harry said. The three boys slowly walked to their rooms, and Harry collapsed on his bed.

"So much for getting a girlfriend this year..." Harry said before he rolled over and fell asleep. In the First Year Girl's room, Hermione, Mariela, and Melissa were all insanely giggling.

Hermione, Melissa and Mariela each sat at the end of their beds and were giggling as if they had drunk a gallon of Giggle Potion.

Although there were traditionally four to a room, there were only three beds, and only the three girls inhibited this room.

Mariela stopped giggling long enough to say a few words. "Ron's - face- was- so - red!" she gasped, and took deep breaths in between each of the words.

"I know!" Hermione answered.

"I thought it was cute..." Melissa added.

"It was!" Hermione and Mariela said simultaneously. Then, silence.

"Are you guys friends with Samantha?" Hermione asked her two roommates.

"Well..." Mariela started.

"Not exactly friends. More like she thinks she's our friend." Melissa finished for Mariela.

Hermione sighed, "Good. She's as bad at that Brigitte."

Mariela scoffed, " That who re? She's the biggest ditz there is."

"Yeah. She's a total b itch" agreed Melissa.

Mariela suddenly smiled, "This would be her in charms:" She started talking in an annoyingly high pitched and whiny voice, almost identical to Brigitte's, "Is this how you do it Professor? Oh my! Hermione, I think I turned you orange! I can fix it! AHH! I'm so sorry Hermione! I totally didn't mean to light your hair on fire!" The girls were laughing hysterically now. After about five minutes of laughing, Mariela snuggled into her bedcovers and was sent into sweet dreams. Melissa and Hermione were soon to follow.

Ron lay in his bed, deep in thought. "What if she doesn't like me? Why did I say that! I'm so stupid!" He didn't know that Fred and George were thinking that, too.

Harry, on the other hand, was asleep. He dreamt of going into Potions the next day, and seeing everyone paired up, which was actually an absurd idea because Fred and George were not in the same year as the rest of them, but Harry was not thinking clearly. He dreamt that the only open seat was next to Samantha. He sat down, only to find that Samantha had turned into a whale! The whole class, including Samantha, was laughing at him. Then, he awoke, the light of morning coming through the dormitory window.

Harry looked down at his schedule: Potions. "Thank God last night was just a dream. Potions can't be like it was! Anyway, Fred and George aren't even in our grade!" Harry said aloud to himself.

"Didn't you hear they were held back?" said Ron, who was also just awakening.

"What?" Harry exclaimed.

"And Fred and George told me what happened, last night," Ron said, rubbing his eyes and sitting up in his bed, "Don't worry, mate! We'll get you a chick!"

"Are you trying to be Australian or something?" Harry asked, rather annoyed that his feelings were being gossiped about.

"Why, yes, mate! Fred and George were all like 'W.T.F. mate?' to me last night about me leaving, so I think they're planning to corrupt my Potions lesson today. You have to help me prevent it."

"Wait... If Fred and George were held back, why aren't they in this room?"

"Aren't they?"

Harry was silent. Sure enough, he heard Fred and George sniggering on the other side of the room. Harry sighed and leaned back into his pillows.

"I wouldn't get too comfortable, since we both overslept!" Ron said, jumping out of bed. His flannel pajamas were a nightmare of maroon, baby blue, and grey. Harry stifled his laughter.

"Shut up," Ron said.

When they had gotten dressed, they quickly walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Sadly, breakfast was ending and people were going to their classes. Ron and Harry grabbed a few blueberry muffins, and hurried to Potions. Fred and George were right behind them, sharing a dish of sausage.

When the boys entered Potions, they were surprised to see Draco Malfoy staring right at them, with a smirk on his face.

Mariela woke up and immediately took her cell phone out from under her pillow to check the time.

"Shi t!" she said this a little louder than she meant to, waking up Hermione and Melissa.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

Mariela turned to her friends, "Isn't breakfast at 8?"

Hermione had a puzzled expression, "Yes..."

"It's 8:50." Mariela said this, and for the first time, Hermione saw a worried expression on her face.

"WHAT!" Melissa had been following the conversation.

The girls quickly changed out of their oversized t-shirts and sweat pants, put on their uniforms, and rushed to brush their hair.

"God! I set my cell's alarm for six thirty! I can't believe I didn't wake up!" Mariela announced angrily.

Melissa stopped brushing her hair for a moment, "You guys, we better go, we have Potions at nine..." she received no reaction from her frantic companions. "We had better get going. Now!"

"We're going!" Hermione retorted.

At 8:55, the girls were walking through Hogwarts, hoping to get to Potions on time. Their stomachs rumbled from the lack of food.

"I wish we could have grabbed something for breakfast..." Mariela mumbled these words to herself.

A few moments later, they went down a flight of stairs, more like three flights of stairs, turned a corner, and there was Potions. There in front of the classroom door, were also Fred, George, Ron, and Harry, who was deep in a discussion with Draco.

Draco sneered, "A little late Potter?"

"Get out of my way Malfoy!"

Just as the two boys had drawn their wands, a woman appeared.

"Now, now, pumpkins! No need to yell..." the woman was Asian, short, skinny, and had long, thin, black hair. She went by the name of Ms. Lee. "We should start class now, dears! Come in and sit down, sweetie pies." Ms. Lee added this as she turned and went inside the classroom once more. With a sneer, Draco followed. Harry turned to his group of friends and shrugged.

"Are we ever going to go in, or what?" Hermione was not happy to be stuck outside.

Fred smiled, "Ladies first!" He stepped out of the way so the girls could pass.

Hope you liked that, we really do. Oh my, what will happen in Potions class? Ooh ooh! It's such a mystery! Well, not to us. Since we wrote it. Mwahahaha. Anyway, reviews are loved and cherished. And next chapter up tomorrow!