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Chapter 1

The night before 'it' happened was a dark, stormy one that left Kelli, Cori, and Chelsea inside watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkhaban. As usual, the girls rooted Hermione on when she punched Malfoy in his ugly mug, laughed when Harry cursed Snape, and cheered when Hermione broke Sirius out of his cell. When they finished the movie for the second time, Chelsea stood up and announced it was time for bed since they had to get up early and do nothing. The girls stood up and said their goodnights, then went their separate ways to bed. Chelsea decided she was too tired to go upstairs so she grabbed a pillow and a blanket, turned off the light's and crashed on the couch.

The next morning, the obnoxious doorbell rang at 6, waking Chelsea up. It took the doorbell three more rings to even break through to Chelsea and when it did, she grumpily threw the blanket off of her, pulled her "One Ring" boxers on, and stormed over to the door. Jerking it open, she yelled,

"Who, in the name of all that is holy, rings at this un-godly hour!"

She rubbed her eyes, trying to get everything into focus, and when they did, she found that she was in the presence of possibly four of the hottest, and vaguely familiar, men she had ever seen. They all looked to be about 18, and, like she said, were absolute GODS. The man on the left was taller then she was, (they were all taller than she was, them and the rest of the world, except Kelli :D), and he had gray eyes and very unruly black hair. The man standing next to him was slightly shorter, and had warm brown eyes and ruffled sandy-blonde hair. The other two were identical down to the last freckle. They were taller then the other two and had flaming red hair and bright green eyes.

Chelsea heard Kelli's voice from the kitchen,

"Chelsea? What do you want for breakfast? And who's at the door?"

"Waffles and I don't know!"

The black haired boy spoke up.

"You know, Miss, if you don't know who's at the door, you shouldn't answer it. Someone might try to spirit your lovely self away." He grinned roguishly, looking her up and down. Chelsea blushed, realizing she was in her "Fear the Moon" Lupin tank and boxers. He continued, "Anyway, you should ask who it is before you answer."

Still blushing, she snapped,

"Fine!" and slammed the door in his face.

Kelli came out of the kitchen and walked over to the door.

"What'd you do that for? Es stoopido!" and binked Chelsea.

Chelsea stood aside to let Kelli open the door. As soon as the door opened, Kelli started apologizing.

"I'm really sorry, but it's 6 a.m. and she's really grouchy. So…..wait a minute…" Kelli finally seemed to look at the guys, "you're….and you're…..but …." She was pointing back and forth between the guys. She muttered something that sounded like "Maraudersandweasleys" and then fainted dead away.

Chelsea looked down at her, "Um…Kelli? Kelli?"

One of the twins stepped in and held up a hand, "Allow me. Kelli, you said her name was?"

Chelsea nodded.

The guy got on his knees beside Kelli's limp form and started doing things like poking her nose and pulling her ears going, "Kelli? Woo-Hoo!….Kelli!"

Kelli woke up with a start. Seeing a foreign face so close to her, she jumped up and hid behind Chelsea. Pointing a shaking finger at the boys, she said, "What are they?"

Chelsea was shaking too. There was something very familiar about these boys.

"Who are you?"

The sandy-haired boy stepped forward. Chelsea took up a karate-like-but-not-quite stance and yelled, "Get away from me!" Kelli jabbed her in the back, making Chelsea jump.

"Oh, right." She jumped behind Kelli. "Take her!"

"Oh, thanks, Chels. CORI!"

Their third friend came running down the stairs at Kelli's strangled cry. "What's going on? Who are you?"

The sandy haired boy took another step forward. Chelsea, finding her bravery again, jumped in front of her friends. "Get back!"

The black-haired boy rolled his eyes.

"I'll take care of this, Moony." He stepped forward and grabbed Chelsea's outstretched hand, pulling her up against him. He was actually very strong. And quite warm. And muscled. Chelsea shook her head and glared at him.

"Let…..me……go" she growled between gritted teeth.

He grinned cheekily at her. "Not until you hear us out."

Wait a minute, he thought, is she crying?

And indeed, tears were welling up in Chelsea's eyes.

"Please," she whimpered," Just let me go...we'll listen, I promise…just don't hurt me, Jake." Her eyes had gone all glazy.

Who's Jake? he thought. She's really scared of me.

He let go of her like he had been burned and she ran over to her friends who rubbed her back and whispered words in her ear that seemed to soothe her.

The sandy haired boy stepped forward again warily, hands held up.

"My name is Remus Lupin," He said. Then he pointed to the black haired boy, "This is my comrade in mischief, Sirius Black. And these two freakingly identical young men are Fred and George Weasley."

Kelli's face turned red. "BAH-HAH!" she was laughing, or at least..it sounded like she was laughing...

Remus reached inside of his robes and pulled out a letter that had green writing on the front.

"Um…Professor Dumbledore told me to give this to whoever owned the house. Only they can open it. Would that be you, Miss…?"

Chelsea stepped forward and held her hand out.

"Corley. Chelsea Corley." And she took the letter.

Kelli and Cori stepped up behind her; Kelli was giggling.

"Ok, Ms. Bond. Open the letter."

Chelsea stuck her tongue out at Kelli and started to open the letter with her finger.