A/N- hey people, sorry I haven't added in a while... I've been working on Roses, Fire and Love... Oh shoot..I just remembered I forgot to do the OWL scored..oh well I'll do them next chappie.. enjoy! Sorry it's a little short.

Chapter 6 Joke Shop

"Think we should follow them?" Hermione asked the boys, looking out the door.

"Yes you should." Provided Mrs. Batista, shoving the books into her husband's arms. "You four are in Gryffindor, right?"

"Yeah."

"Wonderful. They are too and if you would just make sure they don't destroy half the ally that would be great.'

"Er.Okay." The foursome left out the door and Remus turned to Joanne (A/N- Joanne is Mrs. Batista, kapish?).

"Was that such a good idea, Joey? They get in as much trouble as the Angels do when put up to it.."

Joanne just smiled. "Oh yes. They'll be fine. Diagon Ally will still be standing, I promise."

Harry pushed the door of Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes and wondered for the millionth time if this was a good idea. Glancing around he found that the shop was mostly empty, and the Angels were spread all over the shop.

"RON! Finally decided to pay our shop a visit, have you? Miri, dearest, this is our little brother, Ron."

"We've met," said Miri coolly looking at them again. She grinned when her eyes rested on Harry and then said "We were just discussing whether me and the others could get Fred and George a link to Salem.and our accomplices."

"Oh hello, you must be Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny." They turned and saw a girl with honey blond hair and matching eyes regarding them with a smile- Harry's heart skipped a beat looking at her; she was easily as pretty as Miri..were all the Angels this gorgeous?

"I'm Alena Horwitz- did you get introduced to all of us or did Liz forget that again?"

"Oops," said a sweet voice from somewhere up on a latter. "I think I forgot."

"Again."

"No one asked you, Miri," said Liz, jumping down from where she had been standing. She was holding a basket overflowing with skiving snackboxes. "I think this is enough."

"For a year?"

"For a month."

"Oh dear." Hermione watched her go to the counter with a slight frown on her face.

"Well," said Alena, looking at them, "I guess I'll have to do the intros. You've already met Miri and Liz. That's Sara Garcian over there," she pointed to a girl with long blond hair and blue eyes, who was looking at some fake wands. "And Maya Raniartan," a girl with long black hair and equally dark eyes gave them a small smile from the coffee counter. "Then there's Eleanora"

"Do not call me Eleanora, 'Lanie, you know I hate it," snapped a girl with short brown hair and brown eyes. "It's Ela for god's sake."

"Well it's not that bad," piped up Ginny. "We know someone whose first name is Nyphadora."

The girl shuddered and turned back to the shelves. "On second thought, I love my name."

"And her sisters are Narcissa and Bellatrix.."Ginny continued.

"That's enough," Harry cut in. They did not need the names of the entire Black family.

She sighed. "Oh fine."

"Anyway," continued Alena, "All that's really left is Marjorie, or Margie, Starman," she pointed to the girl who had run into Flourish and Blotts. "And me," she said as an afterthought, "but you've already met me. And that's us Angels."

"Cool," said Ron. "So what exactly are you doing here? And what was your old school-"

"-and headmaster-"

Ron rolled his eyes at Hermione, who was dragging her hand along the firework shelves. "-and headmaster, like?"

Miri smiled. "Well, our headmistress was, well, complicated. She liked us and yet she hated us.'

"Huh?"

"Yeah. You see, we were the most troublesome students in the entire history of the school (and that's saying something), but we got the best grades. You follow me?"

"Clear as mud, go on."

"We also have a bad enough record to land us in Azkaban, but that's totally irrelevant." Ela said grinning at them.

Hermione froze. "Then why aren't you there now?"

"Because there is no cell that could hold us if we truly wanted to get out," said Liz, very, very quietly.

Harry blinked. This was weird. He had never been to Azkaban but had heard enough about it to know the meaning of this statement. "You mean you've broken out before?"

"Oh, yeah. It's come to the point where the ministry doesn't even bother anymore- they just fine us and we leave. It's weird. We were in a top security cell, once- it was easy."

Harry shook his head. "That's impossible."

Liz grinned. "Not only possible, but very, very true. Ask the minister yourself- he is not happy that we're at Hogwarts..It's quite funny really."

"But your headmistress? She knew?"

"Oh of course she knew.you should hear what she calls us."

"English, please?"

"Well," said Miri, who was sitting on the counter. "She called us sexy, snobby, impish, sultry little seductresses."

Fred winced. "Harsh."

"Not really," answered Maya. "It's all quite true."

Everybody's mouth dropped. The seven girls all grinned. "Just so you know..We're not from heaven, we're from hell."

"What kind of trouble do you guys get into?" asked Sara, turning to them, blue eyes interested. What followed was an entire tale of what had happened to them at Hogwarts (and before) was promptly told over some butterbeer and cakes. When the story was finished, they all had gotten to know each other exceedingly well.

"Oy vey!" yelped Liz, looking at her watch. "We promised we'd meet your mum at that Chinese place at four!"

"And?"

"IT'S FOUR FIFTEEN!"

"Holy chopsticks, we gotta fly- listen, it was really nice talking to you, see ya on the train!" and with some quick goodbye's the Angels were out the door and on their way.

"They're really not that bad, are they?" mused Hemione, gathering dishes. "Not once you get to know them."

"Pretty odd though, their on first name terms with the entire high court..."

"Ron you are sooo narrow minded."

Harry did nothing to stop their bickering; his mind was still full of Liz's fleeting wave, and her flashing, sexy smile..