Hey! I'm really happy with everyone at the moment. I like reveiws and guess what, the more I receive, the more I update. Well, at least I'll try and update faster, I only have up to chapter 12 finished and I still have to have 10-12 corrected! So, I'll try and write like the wind, 'cause y'all sure read like it!

Hope you like the them!

-Me

P.S. sry if there's lots of mistakes, I'm not sure if this one was corrected.

P.S.S. This goes for the chapters 7-9...

Chapter 7

Problems and Soloutions

The six had a great day together. Doing everything they could just to be a freaky bunch of teens, with some older guy, who really stick out from the crowd. After the amazed boys and Mel got over the fact that Nia really had changed her cat into a person in her first year; they had started toward the Shreiking Shack with a reluctant Remus. He didn't seem to like it that much, but when Mel asked he instently gave in. This made Mel more happy then it should have, for she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Him being so pale; you could tell he was slightly blushing. This made everyone snicker yet Mel was much to happy with herself to notice. As they walked toward the Shack, Nia walked up behind Sirius and James. Pulling her arms over their shoulders, she began to talk.

"Sooooo, Sirius, you being the all intelligent fashion expert of your oh so great group, what color do you think would suit me best?" Sirius looked at her with an expression of pure confusion. "For my hair, wait a minute. Minx, hands please."

She moved so that Mel was directly beside her. Slowly, Nia began to pull out all of her hair acceries and placing them on Mels' open hands. Once she was done, Nia flicked her wriste and everything that Mel was holding disappeared. Nia ran her hands through her hair, letting it fall freely. Suddenly they realized that, as she had run her hands through her hair, she turned the top blond.

"What color she I add to the top of my head?" Sirius opened his mouth, though nothing seemed to be coming out. He sighed at his stupidity and said, "Green, a faded green to go with your outfit and eyes. The color really does suit you, you now." he meant that to be more of a statement, though it seemed Nia didn't care. She smiled at his comment and said thanks. Then, running her hands through her hair once more, a faded green color appeared. He was right, it did look good!

"Merlin, I forgot!" Nia exclaimed. "Pettigrew, he disappeared in the Three Broomsticks. Haven't seen him all day, not that I mind." mumbling the last four words. "He did, didn't he. I'm surprised no one else noticed. Though, the boy's to shy for his own good." Mel added.

"Where do you think he got off too, boys?" Mark asked curiously. The boys looked at eachother, knowing the most likely answer. "He probably went back to the castle. Sitting in the kitchens, we're guessing." Remus was the one to say that. "Well, no wonder the boys so fat." Mark mumbled in a disgusted tone. He didn't mean for everyone to hear it, but they did. Nia turned and hit her brother in the stomach.

"Manners. I don't care what they did! Don't sink down to those rodents level!" Nia looked cross with Mark, and you couldn't blame her. Now she had to explain what it was they had against the Pettigrews. Reluctently, she began. "When I was 2 years old, the Pettigrews came to, uh... visit. My mother had warned the prats not to let their son bring his pet rat. But the fools didn't. My family, we're well, different in some words." She knew the boys wouldn't understand. "I'm not going into mager detail as to why, just what, alright?" she looked at the boys. Seeing there nods, she continued. "He brought the thing, and no one in my family has ever much liked rodents. We don't care as long as they stay away from us. Though, if you bring one into our house, it's like asking for a dead rat. I was in a weird mood at the moment and I kind of killed it. It wasn't even purposly, I did it from reflex. Either way, they made a HUGE," flinging her arms in the air dramatically when she said huge. "deal. They tried to..."

Nia was cut off by Mark. "They tried to have Vix committed. Said she was mad, killing a pour defenceless rat for the fun of it. She would never do anything of the sort. But the Pettigrews' dennied ever hearing mother warn them. My whole family voutched for Nia. Saying that not one DuBois would ever like rats. Expecially RATS! So the Ministry made them give the memory of that day. They were almost thrown into Azkaban, but Vix here just had to be the good semariten that she is. Asked for the whole thing to just be forgotten." he finished with such a hatred in his voice it made Nia move beside Sirius. He was really scaring her, Mark never seemed in a rage over anything. Or even mad for that matter.

The tention slowly passed, though Nis stayed beside Sirius. As Mel pointed that out to Remus, they couldn't help but smile. It was nice to see Nia having fun, and with a guy. She wasn't much for hanging with guys, they always seemed to ignore her, but not her body. To be perfectly blunt, they didn't even know her name half the time, and that ALWAYS maddened Nia.

Sometimes, she even wanted to be the girl that was plasteredas a 'Plain Janes'. No one ever seemed to bother them! Well... guys that is.

Nia was happy that Mark had calmed down so... quietly. She really didn't want to hear him yell, she hated it and they all knew it. So the conversation was diverted away from Pettigrew and Rodents. They started to question Mel about her 'Favorite Ways to Make Him Pay'. It was a book she was writting for girls. All about how to lose a gut in 5 days; what to do if you catch him cheating; how to get revenge on a guy; how to calm yourself so you don't try and get your revenge; etc.

She was proud of it. Being named the expert on dating and then she decided to mention the fact that Nia had never dated a guy. She wasn't fazed by this, nor would anyone asked about it. She looked so, actually, she didn't look like anything. Her face was expressionless and she was staring at nothing. Nia was never like that. She always had something to say, or something to do or think about. She eyed the air coldly, something the three boys never expected her to do. And so they said nothing, which was the intelligent thing to do.

They had made it to the Shreiking Shrack a few minutes later and Mel was amazed at the creepy affect it had. They couldn't help but laugh as she shreiked at the sound of creaking coming from the deserted shack. Hiding behind James, she pushed him toward it and then ran behind Sirius and Nia. Shaking her head at the scene rolling out infront of her, Nia grabbed her friend by the arm and began to drag her toward the Shack. Begging for Nia to stop, Mel began to squirm, trying to release herself from Nias' grip. Though, one has to remember that Nia was once an excellent chaser. They have great grip.

Suddenly Nia was yanked backwords as Mel grabbed a branch on the ground. They sone realized that it was a root, and it was a big root. Sirius shook his head and headed toward the two, Remus and James not far behind him. He grabbed Mels' other arm. "Sorry Sweats! But it's not as scary as you think." winking at Nia. She rolled her eyes and sighed at the statement. James worked at Mels' grip on the tree root while Remus reluctently grabbed the girls left legged. Lifting her up, Remus gave a weak smile and shrugged.

"I've gone through worse, and so will you." as Remus said this, James got Mel to let go. Grabbing the her right leg, they started toward the Shack once again. James seemed to be enjoying this; Mel, hating it. As the four carried Mel toward the Shack, Mark just stoud there laughing. Nia would never let Mel forget about this. NEVER!

Remus and James dropped her legs and stoud back, as to avoid her kicks. With Nias' free hand, she grabbed Mel hand and made her touch the Shack. Mel was screaming at the top of her lungs when Nia said, "Shut it already. You've touched it and we let go!" covering her ears in the process, Sirius doing the same. Once she stopped, Remus cut in. "Not dead then?" making everyone else laugh. Mel didn't laugh, she stoud there her bottom lip out, arms crossed, pouting like an infant.

Nia smiled at the expression Mel gave her and then walked away from the shack. Just as she and the others made it down, a voice could be heard.

"TEN MINUTES! ALL STUDENTS HAVE ONLY TEN MINUTES LEFT! FINISH UP QUICKLY AND LEAVE HOGSMEAD AS SOON AS YOU ARE READY! TEN MINUTES!" a lady finished loudly. Nia and Mel looked at their new friends with a sad expression. "Owl us, wont you?" Mel asked. She regreted saying this, for she sounded so desperate as she did. Nia only smiled and nodded in agreement.

The boys smiled and gave them a re-asuring expression. "Course we will! Send the first letter out Monday and we'll respond. Well, Remus will anyways. Sirius and I have a nice long detention for yelling 'Divination is a loud of crap'. The most pathetic reason for one of our detentions yet." James frowned at the thought. Mark only laughed and looked at Nia, nodding his head. She squealled and jumped up to hug her older brother. Everyone started to back up, Nia wasn't one to squeal.

She pulled off her jacket and looked through the pockets, what she was looking for, they were afraid to find out. Mel realized what it was and nelt down to help her friend. After about 2 minutes of solid silence from the six, Nia jumped up. "I found them! Oh, you three are going to love me for this!" she smiled, handing them a three blank peices of parchment. They looked confused, so once again, Mark began to explain.

"They're not normal peices of parchment. You still write on them, though. What you do is you first write someones name. Preferably one of us." he stated, looking at the other five. "At that, the persons, to whome the name belongs, parchment will began to feel warm. They'll then realize that you want to talk. Or should I say write.

Every word you write will appear on the other parchment or 'ments. That's if you write more then one name. Either way, the other will write back and a conversation can be held out." he looked threw his pockets and withdrew six bottles of ink. "Each person will have a different color ink, so that a coversation with more then two people wont be so confusing. A simple refilling spell will work, the bottles are charmed. But here," He handed Nia a green, Mel a pink, James a red, Sirius a silver and Remus a gold bottle. He held a blue ink bottle in his own hands. "Vix and I came up with these little messangers ourselves. Mainly Vix's idea though." Nia smiled and put her bottle in her pocket. She then snapped her fingers. The parchments were infront of the boys with a quill next to them. Three other peices appeared infront of she, Mel and Mark; along with quills.

Nia pulled the bottle out of her pocket and placed it beside the parchment. "It will stay in the air. It's a simple charm that's all. Now, can each of us sign our peices of parchment." Nia asked as she picked up her quill and dipped in the ink. She signed her parchment, and when everyone else looked at their own, her signature had appeared.

Mark followed his sister and signed. Once again, it appeared on everyones parchements. Mel did the same and nothing different happened. Next was Remus, then Sirius and then James. Suddenly, all the colors swirled on the parchment, and disappeared.

"ATTENTION ALL HOGWARTZ STUDENTS! PLEASE REPORT TO THE PROFFESER MCGONNAGOL! WE ARE LEAVING! DINER IS TO BE SURVED IN 15 MINUTES SO PLEASE HURRY UP!" the voice ceased once more. They smiled and said their good-bies to eachother. The three boys rushed toward the carraiges, not wanting to be left behind and miss the food. As they rushed away, Nia couldn't help but frown. She didn't want the day to be over. Tommorow they were to leave themselves; as to attend their last month of 5th year at BeauxBatons.

As the three left to go back and pack, they didn't say anything. As each of them picked what they were to wear tommorow; packed their trunks and got ready for bed, no one said a word. They didn't want the week to be over, nor did the girls want to go back without Mark. And so they slept, quietly and comfortably; school awaiting their return once more.