Okay!... if anyone is still reading thig i just want to say SORRY! >

woah! i haven't heard this song in forever-ness! thank to werewolf by the way its actually very usful i'm not sure if i'll get to that in this chapter but i promise it's at least partily comming soon! PLEASE PEOPLE I WILL TAKE ANY SUGGESTIONS IN TO CONSIDERATION JUST REVIEW OKAY! EVEN FLAME IF YOU WANT! my wing straps are starting to hurt

and finally so there is no further ado: RETURN OF THE DISCLAMIER SQUAD! I don't own Harry Potter, that's totally J.K.R.! (she's one of the smart type of people)

This chapter because I suck so much is mostly just to get to another point. kinda. maybe? So the next one is either going to be out tonight or right after I get home from that place tommorow I promise... unless somthing like that happens of course because then I won't even be home probably.

"Hello little miss idiot."
"Please don't start this agian!"
"Well then? Why have you not yet left?"
"..."
"Ansewer me woman!"
"I'll.."
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm?"
"Yes, I know this is not my place. I will leave as the next sun does."
"You will regret such a long stay."
".. I know..."

CH 3

"What the fuck is wrong with these stairs!" With her lack of a waking schedule, Riya had been late for her first class, potions, by a half hour, but it was as if the stairs themselves could sense her intruding! At the moment she ran down one set, all that was in her reach pointed upward. "Fuckin Dumbledore.. stupid little punk too." Some of the paintings had at this point began with laughing at her, if they could smell her blood then was a wizard simply idiot compared to all else? if not, how could she stay?

In close to another ten minutes, but what had a days embarresment, and finally jumping down several steps she had fallen through the dungeon door.

"Can I help you?" Riya lifted her head immediately to a room of punks even smaller then those that went to Hogsmead laughing, and an old freak looking annoyed. she brushed quickly off trying hard to ignore the stares that hide so many feelings seprate from the next.

"I am Riya. A witch." More stares. more laughing. too many people. why did she not run at this moment? she wanted to, but she was frozen by it all.

The "old freak" seemed in a bad way with the punks reactions too and talked to her with forced stiffness. "Dumbledore's idiot transfer? Class will end in less than 15 minutes. Why are you so late?"

Acting pitifull. Yes, she would be good at this. "In my country we did not have schooling." there was actually a gasp from half the room. what was so "stunning"?

"But your in Ravenclaw!" a little punk girl, with blond and red shinning curls, in the row secound from the back covered quickly her mouth with her hands so she had most likely been the first to speak out. After her outburst though, the same half of the room seemed filled with mumbling and the other half had definantly now an intrest.

Oh shit! Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart! But she was going to need to be good at lying anyway, "Of course I have studied magic from the time I was old enough to grasp a wand so I'm not dumb."

Riya punched the wall dangerously close to a painting making sure to pass on her feeling of anger. None of the teachers liked her, and just because she hadn't brought parchment or a quill! Detention for a week in every one so far! Well, at least it was lunch. She hadn't even had a meal at this school yet; so she hadn't really had a full meal since Ireland, and anyway, she was just a muggle girl, why should she even care about a magic users detention?

On entering the main room Riya forgot everything but the entocicating rare fragrences; chicken, soup, pasta, fish, pie, fresh bread,... chocolate? No, the choclate called little, but the meat! She took the nearest empty seat, it wasn't even at the Ravenclaw table, but by the time this thought had proccessed itself, Riya was chomping on her third chicken leg not stopping even for breathing. "Yes! Yes! Yes! God, I love you!"

"I think your about to make me vomit." The hunger ran from her at hearing the worst annoying, evil, grating voice since she had left her first home! Disgusted and ready to puke herslf she reluctantly looked up from her plate; the "blunt" one, and just her luck, idoit, stupid, and moronically incapable boy (Remus) were with him!

"I never forced you to watch me eat."

"It's impossible not to notice."

"You try a starving diet and see how you feel..."

"Something as ugly as you shouldn't even bother with a diet."

"I'd rather not end up an over fed pig like your friend there." Riya jestured to the "nervious" one; he was irritating for watching her the way he did, but his reaction to this was worse.

"Don't bring someone else into this you bitch!"

"James!" Remus bolted up the moment the "blunt" one had started his last word, though he had looked highly uncomfortable the whole time. Riya didn't understand a moron like him. Shouldn't he be with his friends? James, as the "blunt one was aparently named stared spitfully at Remus, but returned to Riya bored with words and pulling out his wand. The only thing she had to fear, and this kid was going to use it on her. I can't back down now! Riya stared sternly at him daring him to go on. What else could she do? The wand was raised now..

"Stupify." he waited for the last possible secound to say it; the spell wasn't from the "blunt one, and it wasn't for her. Who knows for how long Riya was forced to blink rapidly in the disbelief of an unmoving punk in front of her. Remus had attacked his friend?

Not that it mattered, but the detentions that night had actually left her tired. Riya groaned from the time that all of her packing took; as much bread as she was able to get away from the dinner, some of the free clothes, some stolen soaps, and yeah, small pocket money that she had pickpocketed throughout the day. "What else do i need..." she muttered to keep from waking the punks in the dorm room. "Guess I could steal some more?" She really only needed enough to get her out of the country agian, shouldn't be too hard, right? "Shouldn't have come for stupid punks anyway..."

"So will you shut up and go already!"

"Why should YOU care anyway?"

"I'm supposed to look after you remember?"

"You sure do a shitty job if you've got me still homeless don't you?"

"If you had stayed in that place you wouldn't be."

"Shut up!" Riya started trembling, "I won't complain about being homeless, but don't you dare suggest that."

"don't dare? And what will you possibly do? kill me?" he laughed saying the last bit.

And so she was into the front room, hall thing, whatever that idiot Albus had said. Now what would she do? "You sure planned this like an idiot didn't you?" It was too late at night to think so she went back to the dorm she slept only one restless night in. "Jumpy, jumpy time!"