Hey people- Thanx 2 all who have reviewed- BUT REVIEW MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So this is just a quick one but I really need to know what u people think. Oh- and by the way, I've decided to nix Pasco, Jory, Nia, and Evy. I just had waaaaaaaaaaaay to many characters. And if some one knows how to work the italics on this thing, could you pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease tell me? And if you see anything in this font- it's an Authors note.

Brit'Kit

Chapter 5 The Angels of Salem Institute

"Harry, Harry, wake up- were going to Diagon Ally today."

"I know, Hermione, shut up. What time is it?" Harry rolled over and put on his glasses.

"Nine thirty."

"We're not leaving till noon!"

"Arwen wants us up. She says we need to get all that stuff out of the cabinets. And Lupin needs our help."

"With what?" asked Harry, pulling open the closet. "What does he need us for?"

"He needs us to lend him some of our magic."

"Whatever for?"

"He's making another enchanted doorway downstairs."

"Oh." Since his arrival at number twelve, he noticed that some of the doors opened to more than one place. There were two upstairs that held guest rooms, and one in the basement with storage. "What's this one going to have?"

"Another library, a swimming pool."

"A SWIMMING POOL?!"

"Yeah.cool huh? Anyways.a special meeting room for the Order and some thing else, I can't remember.. Oh yeah, A room for Lupin to go in for full moon."

"Ah.. Well, tell everyone I'll be down in a minute."

"Ok. Hurry up!"

"Yeah, yeah, I will."

Some two hours later, they were sitting and eating lunch. As it turned out, Sandry, Daja, Briar, and Tris would not be coming with them, nor would the hobbits. Accompanying them would be Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, and Lupin. Sirius couldn't come because it had only been a week since he had been cleared and it was not officially announced yet- the Daily Prophet was doing huge stories on Voldemort's return.

"Well, everyone ready?" asked Mrs. Weasley, shooing Harry and Ron out the door ahead of her. "Good, Good. We'll be going by Knight Bus, of course, and-"

Ron groaned. Harry and Ginny grinned. "What?" she asked.

"I don't really like traveling on the Knight bus."

"Well, that's the quickest way, I'm afraid. Here we are!" Mrs. Weasley stuck her hand out to the road and at once there was a loud bang.

"Welcome to the Knight bus, standard travel for a."

"Yes, yes.We know already! How much to get to Diagon Ally?"

"Eleven sickles. Each."

"Oh very well. here."

They all clambered on and a short ride later they were in front of an old pub- the leaky cauldron.

"Here we are! Now then. all here? Good! To Gringotts! Hurry along, now, we need to be quick."

After their trip to Gringotts, they went to Flourish and Blotts, for new school books. As soon as they stepped in, though...

"Joey!" cried Lupin suddenly. "Joanne? Where have you been?"

A brunette turned around. "Oh, hello, Remus. I've been in America."

"Really? And who is this?" asked Lupin, glancing at the man beside her.

"Oh. Didn't I write you?"

"No."

"Oops. My bad. This is Tom, my husband. Tom, this is Remus, my cousin. Oh hello, Molly, Arthur. And who.?" the women's eyes fell on Harry.

"Oh. That's Harry Potter. This is my son Ron, my daughter Ginny, and this is Hermione, one of their friends from school."

"He looks exactly like James. That's almost uncanny. Except for the."

"Eyes. I know. I have my mother's eyes. You knew my parents?"

"Sort of. I knew them in passing, anyway- I was in Ravenclaw. Not Gryffindor. Are you in your sixth year at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, we all are."

Ginny coughed.

"Except Ginny- she's in fifth."

"Ah. Well, you'll want to meet the Angels, I expect. now where are those girls?"

"Angels?" asked Remus, frowning slightly. "What Angels?"

"Girls?" Ron gulped.

"Oh. You didn't hear? The Angels of Salem Institute are coming to Hogwarts."

"WHAT??!!"

"Who are the angels?" asked Hermione, looking on one of the shelves.

"Okay.take the marauders, add three, make them girls, and add a ton more trouble making.that's the Angels." Said Lupin, putting his head in his hands. "Man, I feel really sorry for Sirius."

"They're worse than you guys were? That's hard. Are they amagi?" asked Harry.

"No, thank god. None of them are werewolves."

"MIRI BATISTA GET DOWN FROM THERE THIS INSTANT!!" Joanne was standing under one of the many latter's, yelling at the person occupying it.

"Oh fine. One minute."

"You said that half an hour ago."

"Did not!"

"Miri.."

"Well I said I was coming, didn't I?"

The girl jumped down and faced them. Harry raised his eyebrows, looking her up and down. She had dark brown, almost black, hair, tanned skin, and was wearing a pair of hip-hugger jeans, and a green tank top. He couldn't tell what color eyes she had, she was wearing sunglasses. Then she lowered them and looked at him and Ron, regarding them with a slightly bored look. Her eyes were green, but more of a gold green than the emerald that his were. Her mother had just introduced them all and she blew a huge bubble, then sucked it back in. "Pleasure." She had a light, quick voice that seemed to be annoying yet sultry at the same time. "OI!!" she yelled suddenly. "LIZ! Get down here!"

"Why?" asked a new voice from up the stairs. Harry blinked, the voice sounded velvety and sweet, but alluring at the same time. "What, is there a fire or something?"

"Nooooo..Just some people from Hogwarts."

"Students?"

"Uh-huh."

The voice sighed. "Oh fine- I'll come."

"Who is Liz?" asked Lupin, glancing at the stairs.

"Elizabeth de Lancre (pronounced De Lan-kra, the last [a] as in Day, the first as the o in on)" said Miri, flipping through the book she had grabbed.

"De Lancre?" asked Lupin, eyes widening. "That's a really old wizarding family- didn't it originate in France?"

"Uh-huh. Oh there you are! Where's the others?"

Everybody's heads shot to the stairs. Descending them was possibly the most gorgeous girl Harry had ever seen, although Miri gave her quite a run for her money. The girl had slightly curling, copper-brown hair that fell to just below her shoulders. She too, had sunglasses, but they were pushed into her hair like a headband, to keep it out of her face. Her skin was tanned slightly, and smooth. She was wearing a blue halter top that came to about three inches above her low jeans, revealing a strip of tummy and a sweet little belly button. She had long legs and was wearing high heeled boot-like shoes. And her eyes.Harry had a thing for eyes. Hers were deep blue green, flickers of every shad of blue and green, giving the illusion that you might as well be falling into the ocean..

Liz had been looking for hex books when Miri called. She knew it had to be important- they had agreed not to call each other unless there was a reeeeally hot guy or one of their fellow Angels had found a decent joke shop. She figured it was the guy. Dropping from the ladder, she headed to the steps and started to go down them, she was halfway down when she saw him. The boy was standing there, calm, nonchalant, and looking utterly hot. He was dressed for comfort in a tee-shirt and jeans, but he managed to make them look great. He had messy black hair and glasses, but also a muscular body and there was pride in the way he held him self. ^Must be a quiddich player.^ She thought. But his eyes.Liz loved eyes. They told a person's life story. His were every shade of green, flickering in the sunlight. Pushing her way through them, she saw hurt, pain, mischief, fun, and several other things that she couldn't name. Then she saw his scar. ^Harry Potter?^ asked her brain. ^Our teachers said he was great- but NEVER did they say he was HOT!!!^ She forced herself to keep walking until she stood beside Miri to properly greet these new people. "So who are you?"

"I'm Harry Potter," the boy spoke up. He had a light British accent, a one that she almost melted for. "These are my friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. And Ron's little sister Ginny."

"Hi," the red headed girl said, grinning at them. "Isn't De Lancre a French name?"

"It used to be. My ancestors fled after the revolution."

The girl blinked. "What revolution?"

"You learn about it in muggle school."

"Ahh."

Harry smiled at the girl. She was even hotter up close. Maybe it was just they way she held herself..

"So what exactly are the Angels?" asked Hermione, cocking her head.

Miri and Liz exchanged annoyed looks.

"Mum, you did NOT tell them!"

"Tell them what?"

"Oh forget it- you're hopeless."

"The Angels are a group of seven girls at Salem Institute for Witches in Florida," said Liz, leaning against a pile of books. "They are the chief troublemakers, and."

"And?" said Ron.

"And that's all you need to know." Miri finished, grinning.

Then a new girl burst in. She had strait brown hair that reached to her shoulders and bright, sparkling eyes. She was wearing a purple top and light cream pants. "Oh- guys! I've found the BEST joke shop- c'mon!"

At once, Miri and Liz dumped their books into Joanne's arms, and raced out the door, closely followed by four other girls.

"Any guesses where their going?" asked Harry with a grin.

"Yup," said Ron glumly. "Number ninety-three Diagon Ally. Weasley's Wizard Wheezes."