A/N: Hello. Pfft, what a bland way to start a conversation, but anyway, hey! I'm Flames. The one and only. The fictional character in the fan fic who will eventually go by the same name is only based on me. All the made up characters here are based on someone. Real people. In time, I will come to introduce them. But one person has asked me not to make her a character, and I completely agree with that. Nobody, professional or not, could capture this person in words. She is far too…I'm not sure. But she rocks. She rocks out loud. She is the author everyone aspires to be, and she will kick my censored (I think you'll get the picture) when she reads this, but I'm only telling the truth.

But other than that, there's Bren Buddy, Faeriekins, Katie, and G! I have their unwavering support and they are some of the best friends I could have. It's from them that my characters are based.

Actually, Alexander Kane is Bren Buddy's made-up for roleplaying, and Maria Angelina Themes is Faerie/Barkmoo/Hayley the Great and Wonderful! Rowena is sorta G, but sorta not. She has a lot of G's qualities, but some of mine too. And trust me that's not good for the Hyperactivity Scale…

But anyway…

And now, without further ado, the Fan fiction begins.

Chapter one

The Train Ride

The departure had been a tearful one. Not for me, of course. I couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts. But my parents…you know the whole deal! Mum crying and telling me how much I had grown in the past seven years, and how powerful my magic could be, my father, telling me that they were both proud of me, both of them, telling me to stay out of the inevitable trouble I was bound to get into. When they brought this up, I smiled. With my friends, trouble was like another companion! James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Maria, Rowena, and Alex. The eight of us would wreak havoc over all of Hogwarts. I loved those guys.

I told my parents I'd try to do good, try and get all my N.E.W.T's (or as many as I could get without causing my brain to spontaneously combust) and stay out of trouble. As I walked onto the train, I heard many pleas from various parents. You-Know-Who (Alright, alright. I'll say it. Voldemort. James is always on me about that…) was at the height of his power. A lot of rumors were going around that a couple of kids in school were Death Eaters. It depended on who they were talking about for me to agree with them.

But I suppose I'd better introduce myself. My name is Aphrodisia Lysandra Vita. Ugh! It's not that I don't like my name; it's just that it's a mouthful. Dumbledore was the only person to ever say it right the first time. Teachers usually call me Miss Vita, or something of the sort. But my friends call me a multitude of things. Sometimes they call me Al (my initials), but Flames is the most popular. I think Sirius gave me that nickname in our fifth year, when he gave the rest of the "Marauder's" their nicknames. Though I don't know the namesake of 'Padfoot', or 'Prongs', or 'Moony', they decided to call me Flames because of my fiery attitude when I lost a Quidditch game, or simply got angry with something. And because of my reddish colored highlights.

My hair's really brown, but I've got these neat natural highlights that are copperish red. They are the ONLY thing I like about my hair. The rest of my head has uncontrollable curls, midway down my back. It takes me forever to look "nice" but most of the time I just through it up into a sloppy ponytail on the back of my head. Whatever works, right?

After dragging my luggage and owl, Fintan, to the back of the train, I sat in our compartment. We had all sat here every year for six years. I smiled fondly at the memory as I sat down and waited for the seven others. Soon, my mind took off and I began to dream of the wondrous trouble we could get in this year. Sure, it was our last year at Hogwarts, but that was all the reason to make it the best! Soon enough, someone interrupted my day dream about how many bucket of tar we could drop on Snivellus.

"Excuse me Miss, but may we sit here?" a quiet voice asked from the doorway. I turned slowly; not really wanting to hurt anyone's feeling by saying no. I got my first surprise when they turned out to be Maria Angelina Themes and Rowena Azar.

"Guys!" I cried, leaping up and grabbing them around the necks, "It's so good to see you! Have you seen anyone else?"

"Alex's mum shoved him through the barrier just before us, but then pulled him somewhere before we could bring him with us," Maria answered, sitting next to her.

"Oh, and James and Sirius are here as well! I saw them (and a group of swooning girls around them), but like 'Ri said, we couldn't get to them. I signaled to where we were going. Sorry, Flames," Rowena said.

"But no one else then?" I asked, frowning.

"Not yet. But just wait. Remus and Peter will come soon!" Maria said, "Do you have anything to eat yet?"

"Shh! I think I hear them!" Rowena said, shushing Maria up.

I listened closely. Yes, that was them. Walking through the Corridor, she could definitely hear the rambunctious voices of James and Sirius. Quietly, I slipped through the doorway.

"Oi! James! Sirius! We're in here!" I called, waving frantically to them. Sirius pointed to me and turned to James.

"Who's that crazy girl?" he asked, jokingly. They both laughed. I put my hands on my hips and faking anger.

"Thaaaanks," I said sarcastically, slinking back in and sitting down. Moments later, the opened the door, and burst it with their typically loud, flamboyant entrance.

"Prongs, I think we've hit the jackpot!" Padfoot said, nudging James in the ribs. James winked.

"Will you two cut it out and act your age, not half of it?" Maria chided playfully.

"Oh, 'Ri, they can't help it! They've never been accepted by girls as beautiful as us before!" I asked, flipping my hair around in an exaggerated motion, "You poor, poor souls!" The carriage erupted in laughter at my sad face of pretend pity.

"Oh…oh, wait guys…I think she was being serious!" James said surprised.

"Ew, why would I want to be Sirius? More importantly, why would I want to look like him?" I said, wrinkling my nose in disgust.

"She's got you there, Padfoot," James said.

"How dare you! There are many who crave the beautiful, sexy looks of the Magnificent Sirius Black!" he said.

"But none of them are sane!" I whispered to Rowena and Maria, who both simultaneously fell on the ground, laughing.

I could tell Sirius was thinking of an equally great comeback (yes I will admit that was one of my better one) when a sharp rap came on the door. James hopped up and answered it.

"REMUS!" he cried, pulling him in by his sleeve.

"Moony, old chum! It's quite a pleasant day for you to join us! Hip-hip, cheerio!" Sirius said, taking Remus by the arm and leading him into the carriage like a couple through the park.

"I'm going to have a migraine after this, aren't I, Rowena?" he asked playfully.

"A hangover from laughing, you betcha!" Rowena replied.

"Joy," he said, sitting next to her. James sat back down, next to me this time, and Sirius next to Maria.

One thing about Maria and Sirius…they are as good as going out. They were the world's BIGGEST flirt. Personally, I just think he's a little scared of commitment. He likes the fan-girls. Rowena actually had a chance with Alex…but that was just my thought. I'm not one to play matchmaker.

"So…how have your summers's been?" Remus asked. Remus, the polite one.

"Boring," Maria said, yawning.

"Mine was awesome! I got to use magic!" Rowena said exuberantly.

"NO! I can't use magic out of Hogwarts until November!" I replied loudly.

"I've been able to since January!" a voice from the doorway came.

"ALEX!" we all called. After a moment's eerie silence, we fell over laughing again. He stood in the doorway, blankly looking at us. Fighting through laughter, Sirius flagged Alex down, signaling for him to sit.

"I've missed something," Alex said, once we had all calmed down.

"No, just the normal laughyness," Sirius replied, wiping tears from his eyes.

"Sirius, you do realize 'laughyness' is not a word, right?" Remus asked, rolling his eyes.

"It could be…if I use it enough, other people will be bound to use it, and then who knows! I could start a new craze that'll sweep the school!" Sirius said.

"So Remus! I want to see your badge!" I interrupted before Sirius could continue.

"Er…what?" he asked.

"Your head boy badge! You're surely head boy, aren't you?" Various cries came from all over the carriage, from everyone. Except James. I could feel him tense beside me. All mirth had vanished from his face, and it had gone inexplicably white.

"I'm gonna go change," he said, standing up and rummaging in his trunk for his robes. Everyone was silent. He finally pulled out his robes and sulked out the door.

"I'll go get him," I sighed, heaving myself up and following him. Since we were the very last cabin, I went in the only direction I could; right. Since the train was at a bend, I couldn't see James. But I heard him. It sounded like he had ran into someone…literally.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" He cried. I leaned against a compartment, trying to inconspicuously listen.

"It's ok…I'm fi—Potter?" It was Lily. I winced. This might not be good.

"Evans…what's shakin'?" James asked coolly. I could just imagine him putting his hand to his head to ruffle his hair.

"Potter, if you don't mind, I need to get back to my carri—will you stop it! I have a face you know!" she cried, pushing past him and walking my way.

"Hey Al," she said disgruntled. I held up my hand as a hello and then slapped it to my forehead when she passed. I knew exactly what had happened. James had been looking at her chest. Again.

"You know, you really shouldn't do something like that without permission," I said, walking up to him. He looked miserable, "What's wrong?"

"She's head girl, Al. It's her," he said quietly.

"Good for her! At least it's her and not some Slytherin freak! Plus, all you have to do is stop hitting on her all the time and you'll escape…some…detentions," I said, shrugging. I liked Lily, really I did. I just thought that at times, she was a little close minded to James. Of course, he also was highly embarrassing to be around most of the time.

"No! No, no, no! You don't understand!" he said. He looked away from me and then looked back. His hand slipped to his robe and he pulled it back. Next to his breast pocket, a badge caught the light. On it, were the initials H.B.

"James…you're…you're…you're head boy!" I cried, "How? Who did you steal it from?"

"I didn't steal it from anyone. I'm Head boy. If you ask me, Dumbledore's off his rocker. This belongs to Moony, if anyone!" he said, glaring at me, "And now she's Head Girl!"

"Well, I guess you'll just have to live with it, won't you?" I said, "Now c'mon! I snuck a load of Bertie Bott's from home! Cheer up, why don'tcha! It's not like it's the end of the world!"

"Oooh," he moaned, allowing me to drag him back to the carriage. Ha, fat chance.

"Shape up, you! And please, please, PLEASE don't get drunk again! Besides, we need some really evil pranks for Snivelly!" I said. That sparked his interest.

"Alright, let's go!" he cried, marching forward like a little kid in a toy store. Relieved, I followed him.

There's one thing you should know about me and James. We're not a couple. We've never been a couple. We never will be a couple. That would be…way too weird. James is like my brother! The first time we met was five days into our first year. I had gotten lost, and I was so unorganized that I couldn't find my way back from potions. Suddenly, a group of Slytherins had cornered me. Sirius, Remus, Peter, and James showed up and scared them off. Of course, everything they had said was a lie. They had threatened they would blow their bottoms off with the most powerful magic they had ever seen. Of course, they didn't say those words, exactly. But anyway, that's how we met.

"What was that all about?" Maria asked James once we had arrived again.

"What, that? Oh, nothing. But I've been thinking…we need a super prank. For Snivellus. It's our last year, and we need to make the most of it! Any ideas?" James asked, sitting down.

"Excuse me; it was I who gave you the thought!" I interrupted.

"Ok, Flames has been thinking that we need a super prank. Any ideas?" he replied, rolling his eyes.

"Let's introduce him to Remus's furry little problematic bunny!" Sirius suggested, grinning.

"No! I mean…it's just that I can't bring my…aggressive rabbit to Hogwarts. Remember?" Remus said, glaring at Sirius.

"I didn't know you had a rabbit, Remus," Rowena said.

"Yeah, he's a very aggressive rabbit!" Sirius said, laughing.

"Completely insane!" James suggested.

"Rabid."

"Wild!"

"Hostile!"

"Enough with the comparisons!" Maria cried. Remus only glared at the other two boys.

"Sorry Moony!"

"But, back on the topic we never had, how to prank Snape. Even better! We should try and prank the whole Slytherin house! Or the Quidditch team!" I said excitedly.

"Flamesy dear, we all need to replenish our stocks at Zonko's!" Maria said. She was right. I was almost out of Dungbombs, and my supply of Filibuster's had run out long ago.

"So we can go tonight!" James suggested.

"On our first night?" Remus asked, "But we won't have time! Classes start tomorrow, and we'll be tired!"

"Remus, you're the ONLY one here who's convinced about being tired for classes," Sirius said.

"And I'll be the only one who graduates!"

"Are you saying the six of us won't? Of course we will! You see, James and Sirius will get the notes off of you, and Flames and I will get them from James and Sirius, and…well, Rowena will probably take them herself, but you see? It's a win-win-win-win-win situation!" Maria exclaimed.

"Precisely!" I cried!

"You guys are impossible!"

"Hey, you're the one who decided to be our friends; you've got to deal with it!" I said, chucking and empty box of Bertie Bott's at him. He dodged it and our carriage was in laughter again…

Next Chapter: A Visit from Snivellus