A/N: Ugh... boring filler chapter. Well maybe not boring to read, I don't know, but really dull to write cause I want to get to the exciting parts ahead. Oh well. I promise it'll get better soon.

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Kalista Turner - Yep classes now! Well I didn't write a whole lot about classes but Charms makes me laugh. Not saying any more now cause you can read it yourself! And yeah I've been lazy for ages cause I couldn't think up a good plot cause the old one was dumb, but now it's here beginning the new plot! YAY! "Wacky k" nice. Thanks for reviewing.

Paw Prints 747 - Yes puny Sorting Hat Song. But that was back when I could hardly rhyme two lines of a song (I've gotten better now... I think... lol) and it was hard to write. Oh, wait, I mean... yes, of course the Hat was running late and didn't have time to finish it...! Yes Sorting Hat begins singing "Oh you can search far and wide/You can drink the whole town dry/But you'll never find a beer so brown/As the one we drink in our hometown!" Hmm we should write a fanfic together about that huh?

You know what... I feel like I've replied to these already but I think that was just in my first version of this chapter... weird though.

Disclaimer: Hmm am I supposed to be doing a disclaimer every chapter? No idea but I forget half the time. You should all know it anyway... HP is written by J. K. Rowling. If I was the author do you really think I'd be hanging around writing fanfictions?

Chapter Four – First Day

Marilyn woke up slowly, laying there for a while before finally accepting she couldn't go back to sleep and getting up. It was only six-thirty, but everyone else would be up in half an hour anyway. She headed down to the common room, meeting Trouble on the stairs. He followed her to the chairs in front of the fire, then flattened his eyes and growled slightly.

Surprised, Marilyn glanced at the Kneazle and then at the chairs, where she saw a girl staring into the fire. She had long, tightly curling black hair and hazel eyes.

"Hi," Marilyn said cheerfully.

The girl looked over, not at all surprised to see a big cat glaring at her. "Hey."

"Sorry my cat's being grumpy, he does that sometimes. Come on, Trouble." She scooped him up and set him down on a chair farther away. Once he decided to stay, Marilyn went back to the fire. "I'm new here, my name's Marilyn."

After a pause the girl replied, "Arabel."

Marilyn frowned, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

She still thought Arabel looked really down, but she didn't say anything more. Instead she took a book out of her bag and began reading.

A few minutes after seven, Lily and Emily came downstairs, along with another girl Marilyn had been told was Rochelle Birchtree. Rochelle joined Arabel and they left, while the other three friends made their way more slowly down to breakfast.

At the end of breakfast Professor McGonagall passed out the class schedules. Marilyn looked over hers and saw that she had the two extra classes she'd signed up for—Ancient Runes and Defensive Spells. Lily and Emily both had Defensive Spells but not Ancient Runes. Marilyn had Runes first, so she headed to it by herself.

When she got there she saw Rochelle and Arabel there. "Hi!" she said, happy she knew someone in that class.

Rochelle returned the greeting energetically, but Arabel was the same way she'd been that morning. Class started then, so there wasn't too long of an awkward moment. Rochelle invited Marilyn to sit with them, and while Arabel didn't seem to mind she also didn't talk to them.

The class was fun, since Marilyn liked runes. She wasn't behind at all either, because she'd taken a runes class at Durmstrang too. The time passed quickly till the next class, Transfiguration, where the teacher Professor McGonagall seemed really strict, but the actual subject seemed okay.

Next came Charms, where they tried to learn a Summoning Charm. It was… interesting. Most people missed the pillows they were aiming for, but instead brought random things zooming across the room, including chairs and backpacks. By the end of class Lily had mastered it, and Marilyn could get something halfway to her. Emily was having trouble making the pillows fly directly to her—they kept wanting to knock a few people in the head before turning around to come to her.

"I think you were doing that on purpose," Marilyn jokingly accused. She had been knocked over a couple times by Emily's pillows.

They all could tell that Potions would be a dull class, but they might have fun seeing all the ways a potion could go wrong.

Defensive Spells was interesting, but the teacher was paranoid about being attacked by Death Eaters. Still, it's a useful class. It was a huge class because everyone was worried about Voldemort.

Rochelle walked away from dinner alone. She was worried about Arabel, who seemed exhausted even though it was only the second day of Hogwarts, and the first of classes.

Noticing Arabel walking a little ways ahead of her on the way to the common room, Rochelle caught up and said, "Hey, how's it going?"

Arabel shrugged.

"Okay… How 'bout a game of Exploding Snap?" she offered, trying to cheer her up.

Not even looking at her, Arabel answered, "No, I need to work on homework…"

"Oh… darn… What about afterwards?"

"Homework's gonna take a long time."

Rochelle sighed. "Alright. I'm going outside for a bit, see you."

"Bye."

What's wrong with her? We were best friends last year, and now she's hardly talking to me, Rochelle thought confusedly as she strode outside to bring her mood up before doing homework.

A/N: Hello again! Yes I know Defensive Spells isn't a class during Harry's time but this is 1973, when Voldemort is in power and everyone knows it. So it'd make sense for them to have a class focusing on defense, right? Well I hope next chapter I can get into the big plotline. And yeah I kinda skipped over some of the classes, but who wants to read about a teacher talking on and on? We've gotten more than enough of that in school! Review please and I might update quicker :D !