A/N:

Silver: Hallo! Well, this fic is written by me and my formerly-best-friend-who-moved-and-now-lives-far-away-from-me-but-we-still-keep-in-contact-and-are-writing-this-fic-to-make-sure-our-friendship-lasts-as-long-as-possible-even-if-it-is-long-distance.

Mystic: O.o Ehhh…

Silver: Did I mention I loooooooove to torture her? - It's so much fun…

Mystic: . EVIL!

Silver:D You'll love it too if you knew her!

Mystic: Well, read it and tell us how you feel.

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"One chocolate swirl, a vanilla cone, and a rainbow sherbet, please." A girl with baby blue hair and bright pink eyes said cheerfully. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she was wearing a navy blue and yellow schoolgirl's uniform. Her name (as you might have guessed, considering the description I gave you) was Botan, ferry girl of Spirit World.

The ice creams she ordered were thrust at her, and she paid for them with several silver and copper colored coins. She held one ice cream in each hand, and somehow figured out a way to hold the last one (which of course was hers) in her mouth. Then, she whirled around and—

WHAM.

Walked straight into a light brown-haired someone who seemed vaguely familiar. And miraculously didn't drop any of the ice creams, although the one she was carrying in her mouth smushed up against her nose.

"Hey watch it!" The guy yelled at her as he got up off the floor. Then he gave her a second glance.

Botan, who was doing pretty much the exact same thing, opened her mouth wide and gaped openly at him. The ice creams fell to the floor, forgotten.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!"

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Kaname Hagiri, Silver Sumeragi, Botan, Koenma, and Mystic Starr (who was the one who wanted the rainbow sherbet) were all scrunched up around a table in front of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor.

Botan and Koenma were glaring at each other from opposite sides of the table.

Mystic was glaring at the world in general. "So who's paying for my ice cream?" she muttered. Unknown to Koenma, Mystic turned her currently rainbow with growing specks of red eyes (her eyes change color depending on her mood) onto him. "You're paying," she declared in a deathly tone of voice.

Kaname rolled his eyes. "I can't believe I have to baby-sit this bunch," he grumbled. "What did you four DO, anyway?"

Silver turned to grin at him. "You really want to know?"

"I know I shouldn't say this, but yeah."

FLASHBACK

"AAAHHHHHHHH!"

The quartet's heads swiveled. "What was that!" Botan asked in a whisper, immensely frightened.

"That sounded a lot like… MY DAD!" Koenma yelled. (A/N: Forgive the cheesiness in this part. I—Silver—wrote this really late into the night, and… well, I was sleepy. ;) Koenma leading the way, all four (meaning Botan, Silver and Mystic) raced down the hallways of the rather large castle of King Enma's towards the King's wing. That rhymes.

They burst into the room, and without further ado, they attacked the first thing they saw, other than King Enma himself.

Which happened to be the King's prize plasma TV.

Oooooops.

The King was turning a rather nice shade of purple as he glared at the four of them. "WHAT IN MY NAME ARE YOU DOING!"

"Uhhh… saving you?" Botan said sheepishly. The others were intelligent enough to keep quiet.

"DID I SAY I WANTED TO BE SAVED?"

"We heard you screaming…"

"I WAS WATCHING A SCARY MOVIE! THAT'S IT! GET OUT OF MY ROOM AND DON'TCOMEBACK!" With that, he kicked—literally, kicked—them out the door.

They all stared at the door for a few seconds.

"Revenge… must… have… REVENGE!" Mystic, Koenma and Botan said simultaneously. Silver started to edge away from them.

"Um… are you guys okay?"

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Koenma led Botan, Mystic and Silver into a 'secret' chamber where a lot of King Enma's priceless treasures were held. Upon entering, Mystic immediately spotted a red button to the side of the chamber. Above the button were the words "DO NOT PUSH" in bold.

"Ooooh! Can I push it? Can I? Huh? Huh?" she yelled, bouncing up and down in sheer joy.

"Suuuure…" Koenma drawled, a maniacal grin on his face.

"YAY!" She bounced towards the button.

Botan began to pout. "HEY, I WANNA PUSH DA BUTTON!"

"No, me!"

"No, me!"

"No, me!"

"No, me!"

"No, me!"

"No, me!"

This continued, until Silver rolled her eyes and reached over between them and pressed the button.

"HEY!" they yelled, turning to her.

"Let's just pretend you BOTH pushed it."

"…okay!" As this last word was uttered, red lights began to flare above them.

Beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep… beep…

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"So after that little fiasco, the King decided to kick us out and torture us a little by sending us to Hogwarts. Then, he decided it would be much more fun to send us to the past so we couldn't get back so easy. And finally he assigned you to make sure we didn't screw up the past too much."

"Oh. …So you pushed the button," Kaname said accusingly.

"Ummm… oops?"

"Wait a minute! But I thought I pushed the button, because you said we pushed the button, even though you pushed the button, so technically you pushed the button, but then untechnically we pushed the button, so that means I pushed the button, but then again…" Mystic trailed.

Everyone sweatdropped. "ENOUGH ABOUT THE BUTTONS!" Everyone yelled.

"…But I like the buttons!"

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James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew strolled majestically (well, semi-majestically; James and Sirius were doing the 'majestic' thing, Remus had his nose stuck in a book, and Peter was scurrying around like the nervous wretch he is) out of the Leaky Cauldron and into the streets of Diagon Alley. James and Sirius glanced around, apparently looking for someone (James was looking for two people… hint, hint) and quickly spotted him.

"Well, well, well. How was summer vacation, Snivellus?" James said, malice in his voice. 'Snivellus' whirled around. His wand was out, and pointed directly at James, but James didn't seem fazed. Snape growled, thinking of last year's incident. How he would love to hex that stupid jerk…

As if reading Snape's thoughts, James continued, "Didn't think you'd come back after that underpants episode last year—"

"Shut up," Snape muttered angrily, "Just SHUT UP!"

"That the best retort you can come up with?" Sirius scoffed, "'Shut up'? After five years of insults, I'd think you could come up with something better than that." Snape's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth to shout out a spell—

"INCOMING!" Plop. Something hit Snape's head. Hard. "OW!" he cried, hand going to his head. He turned to see what or who had hit him, and came into eye contact with the strangest looking people he had ever seen.

Three girls, two boys: the closest girl to him had big pink eyes and baby blue hair tied into a ponytail, and was dressed in what seemed like a Muggle blue and yellow schoolgirl uniform. Next one up had silver hair coming down past her shoulder blades, icy, pale blue eyes, and was wearing a uniform much like the first girl's, but was cerulean and black. The last girl had rainbow colored hair, and her eyes contained a swirling vortex of color that made him dizzy. She was dressed in a tie die shirt and off-white jeans.

There was a guy leaning against the wall of the Leaky Cauldron, with dark hair that came down over his eyes, which seemed to be a violet hue. He was wearing a white t-shirt, jeans, and a red biker jacket. Then, the weirdly dressed guy (a red cape and blue robe; the guy had no fashion statement at all) who was farthest away had light brown hair and golden eyes, and was also adorned with a headband.

The silver haired girl bent down, smiling sheepishly at him. "Oops—you okay?" she asked kindly. Snape gave a nod of assent, annoyed that these oddballs had interrupted him. He glanced behind him. Sirius and James had their wands out now; so much for that. He turned his attention back to the girl, who was speaking again.

"Sorry about that. Mr. reckless over there—" she pointed to the guy leaning against the wall, who scowled at her—"threw a rock at me, and I guess it hit you instead. Name's Silver Sumeragi, by the way."

"Mystic Starr. That's 'Starr' with two 'r' s, thank you very much. Nice to meetcha!" the one with the swirling eyes grinned.

"Botan, at your service!" the blue-haired one giggled cheerfully.

"Koenma." said teen gave an elaborate bow, to which all the others sweatdropped and edged away from. "What?"

"Ooh, ooh, let me try that! It looks so cool!" Mystic said happily. Just when she was about to bow, Silver cut in.

"Bowing is for boys; you're a girl, you should curtsy."

"Ooh, ooh, let me try that too!" She stood for three seconds, then fell over.

"…Well, you have no grace whatsoever…" Sniper said.

"You try doing curtsies with jeans on." Silver snapped.

All eyes turned to the biker, who sighed. "…Kaname Hagiri."

"'But my victims call me Sniper.'" Silver mumbled under her breath. He shot a glare at her.

"Severus Snape," Snivelly muttered.

"James Potter."

"Sirius Black."

"Remus Lupin."

"P-Peter Pettigrew."

A moment of silence ensued.

"Are you new here?" Remus asked finally. "I haven't seen you here before, but you seem too old to be first years…"

"We're transfers," Mystic put in. "We're going into sixth year."

"Ah. Do you know what houses you'll be in?" Koenma decided to speak for this one.

"We kinda got it figured out on the way here. Let's see… Hufflepuffs are 'just, loyal, patient, friendly, and ditzy', right?" James and the rest of the foursome laughed; Snape smirked scornfully. "Well, that's Botan…" He grinned.

"Gee, thanks Koenm—HEY! WHADDA-YA MEAN I'M DITZY!" She stalked over to him with a raised fist.

"Er… I meant it in a good way?"

"Oh. Okay." She stopped suddenly and smiled.

A prompt for the sweatdrops and a 'ditzy' sneeze courtesy of Sirius Black.

"Uh… Oookaaay… well, um, Ravenclaws are smart, so that means Silver and Mystic (the little smarty pants) go there… and Slytherins are cunning and evil—" Here, Sirius and James shot amused glances at Snape, whose smirk had quickly gone sour—"So Sniper- I mean, Hagiri- goes there." He put on his 'pondering' expression and apparently thought very hard for two seconds. "And Gryffindors are brave and daring, so of course that's me!"

Mystic, Silver and Kaname both had a coughing fit to disguise their laughing. Botan, however… was a tad bit more direct.

She fell on the floor, bursting with laughter until her sides hurt. In fact, her mirth was so contagious that everyone else save for Snape and Hagiri (who were fighting a losing battle to keep their faces straight and expressions calm) started laughing as well.

Koenma glared. "QUIT LAUGHING AT ME!"

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Sirius mulled over his thoughts as he walked.

Everyone except Snape (who ditched awhile ago) strolled down the streets of Diagon Alley. The new guys were getting along with the Marauders quite well, it seemed. Mystic and Remus were chatting about some new spells or discoveries or something like that. Botan was standing on one side of Peter (who had an odd expression on his face as he listened to Botan talking animatedly) and Koenma was on his other side, glaring down at Peter, who didn't seem to notice. Silver and Kaname were walking in companionable silence with James and himself.

Suddenly, Sirius glanced behind him, and saw a streak of white. He whirled, taking out his wand. "What the heck was that!"

Mystic turned, and bent down to scoop up a white hamster. "Oh, her? She's Aurora. She's my fam— Ow! Geez, you didn't have to hit me so hard! Um, well, she's my, uh… pet." She grinned guiltily. Her eyes flickered neon green.

"WHAT THE…!" James yelled, "Your eyes just changed color!"

"Oh, don't mind that, her eyes change according to her mood…" Silver casually explained.

"So… What does neon green mean?" Lupin asked, quite interested.

"'Means she's lying," said Koenma, who wasn't currently paying attention to the conversation. The idiot!

"KOENMA!" both Mystic and Silver yelled toward his direction. Mystic's eyes were growing specks of red.

The Marauders were looking at her expectantly to explain.

"He…he…he…er…umm…look at that book over there!" Mystic said, inching away, and suddenly breaking into a run.

Sirius, James, and Remus all grabbed Mystic by the hair, as she tried to run away.

Mystic screeched, "GET – OFF – OF – MY – HAIR!"

The screaming was so loud that everyone on the streets had to cover their ears with their hands. The three Marauders let go of her hair and quickly grabbed her hands instead.

"That's one of her weaknesses; she's really soft- headed." said Silver quietly, when Mystic stopped wailing about her 'precious hair'.

"I'm not surprised," Remus grumbled, "I mean, after all the times she dyed her hair, she should be soft-headed." At that, Mystic suddenly froze. Silver, as well as the other transfers, took a huge step back.

"Ya shouldn't have said that…" Silver mumbled in a sing-songy tone of voice as she twiddled her thumbs and gazed at the cloudless sky as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.

Mystic leveled an icy cold glare at Remus. "What was that?"

Remus took an involuntary step backwards. "A-all I said was that after all the times you dyed your hair—"

"ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT I DYED MY HAIR!"

"Uh…"

"WHY WOULD I GO AND DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT!"

"To impress people…?"

"The only person I need to impress is myself! Do I look like I care about fashion? Didn't a famous scholar once say 'To attempt to make others impressed is to fail in impressing others'? (A/N: Silver the magnificent made this up. - I guess that means I'm the famous scholar!) Why would I dye my hair!" Mystic continued to rant in this fashion. The others began to tune her out.

"This is what you get…" Koenma muttered.

"HEY! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?"

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After finally getting Mystic to shut up, they headed towards the wand shop marked 'Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.'

They entered, the transfers as well as the others looking around. "It's been six years since we last came in here," James noted warmly. Sirius and Remus nodded, and Peter just glanced around nervously.

"Welcome, welcome," an old man greeted them as he walked smoothly through an aisle filled with wands. "Wand-shopping?" he blinked slightly. "Aren't you a bit old for new wands?"

"We're transfers," Botan said. He nodded curtly.

"I suppose we should get started. Which one of you would like to go first?"

Silver raised a hand half-heartedly. "Might as well get it over with," she muttered.

"That's the spirit," the man replied, obviously not paying attention to what she'd said. He looked her over, nodding and mumbling every once in a while, then disappeared behind an aisle or two of wands.

Once he'd gone, Silver swiveled her head around to glance at James and the others. "A mite strange, isn't he?" she asked lazily.

"A mite," Sirius agreed, "But a lot of strange people are in fact brilliant."

"Like Dumbledore," Remus put in.

"Exactly. Like Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore's the headmaster, isn't he?" Koenma questioned. They nodded. Koenma opened his mouth as if to continue, but then Ollivander ambled back into the parlor room.

"Try this one. Eleven inches, oak, phoenix feather, quite swishy." Ollivander handed Silver the wand. Uncertain what to do with it, she tentatively waved it around a bit.

And promptly shattered the expensive-looking figurine on Ollivander's desk.

Silver paled immensely. "Eh heheh… oops?" she ran a hand through her hair sheepishly.

"Oh, don't mind that, it happens all the time," he replied dismissively, waving his own wand and fixing the mess with a simple 'Reparo'. "Now, why don't you try this one?" He shuffled around for another wand, inspected it carefully and held it out to her. "This is a rather unique one. Thirteen inches, sakura—" At that word, she jumped slightly, paling, "—Amdusias hair, slightly bendy. Good for Transfiguration. It might be a bit too long for you, but try it nonetheless."

Silver slowly reached out her hand for it, not noticing that Mystic was shooting her a look. Silver mumbled, "Uhm… did you say… sakura? As in the sakura cherry blossom tree?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"N-no reason." She cautiously waved it, bracing herself for something violent to happen.

Instead, small blue-ish gray sparks emitted from the wand. "Ah, that's the one!" Ollivander said happily, clapping his hands. "So who's next?"

Everyone looked around, waiting for someone else to step up. Kaname sighed, rolling his eyes, and stepped up himself. Ollivander studied him carefully as he had Silver, said "Hmm…" and walked to the back of the store. Soon he returned to the counter carrying a black, dusty box from which he brought out an elegant, highly polished onyx wand.

"Thirteen inches, black willow, scarcely flexible, heartstring of Kelpie. Excellent for dueling." He ceremoniously handed the wand to Kaname, who inspected it warily before waving it lazily around. Blood-red sparks appeared out of the wand tip.

"First try!" Ollivander grinned maniacally.

Botan bounced up next, screaming, "ME NEXT! PICK ME!" Ollivander studied her with an amused expression on his face. He came out with a wand.

"12 inches, oak, swishy, unicorn hair. Good for Charm work." He handed it to her. Botan waved it around joyously, before freezing as she heard a loud 'CRACK' resonate through the shop.

"Oh, my," Mystic mumbled, seeing the now cracked countertop of Ollivander's desk.

"Ooh, we can't have that now, can we?" The seemingly carefree shop owner chirped cheerfully. "Let's get you a different wand, eh?"

Twenty wands later, his shop was looking like a mess. Oddly enough, he seemed all the happier as he searched for more wands, the pile on the floor getting larger and larger by the minute. The others had opted to waiting outside to avoid any falling glass, splinters, bookshelves, etc. and were watching eagerly as Botan wrecked object after object.

Botan was beaming.

"11 inches, yew, wing of doxi, very bendy. Works wonders with levitation. Give it a little wave, eh?"

After a wide, extensive flourish, Botan's wand sent out bright blue sparks.

Thirty minutes later, the large group strolled out of Ollivander's shop, each carrying their own wand.

Mystic and Koenma, the ones who went after Botan, were inspecting their wands interestedly. Mystic's wand was 11 ½ inches, made of banyan, dragon scale and quite bendy, and very good for charm work. Koenma's was slightly shorter at 11 inches, oak, phoenix feather, swishy and with no particular expertise.

"So… where to now?" James asked, yawning. He noticed that the sky was getting dark.

"Well, we've already got our books, cauldrons and other supplies and dumped them off at our hotel rooms in the Leaky Cauldron so I guess nowhere." Koenma answered. "That reminds me, where are you staying?"

"Well, we all met up at James' house and then we kind of ran away but we didn't exactly run away because we told James' parents that we were going so I guess you can say that we left and we ended up at the Leaky Cauldron and then we went out to enjoy a nice day when we ran into Snape and suddenly dark clouds rolled into the sky which was kinda creepy but anyways then we met you guys and went with you to get your wands—" Deep breath. "—and then you asked me that question—"

"OKAY THAT'S ENOUGH! They know that we know that they know that we know that already, so shut up Sirius!" Remus interrupted, annoyed look on his face.

"They're weird," Silver muttered to Mystic.

"I know," She replied.

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A while later, James and Sirius went to Remus' and Peter's room to have a discussion about the newcomers. Remus was sitting upright in a chair near the door, whilst Peter leaned against the wall next to him, tapping his fingers anxiously on the wall behind him. James was lounging on one of the beds, Sirius sprawled on the other.

"So... whadda ya think of the new guys? They trustworthy, you think?" James asked as he stretched lazily on the bed.

"Depends on what you're referring to," Sirius replied. He dug around in his pocket fruitlessly for a few seconds before asking, "Anyone got a Chocolate Frog?" Peter nodded vigorously, taking a semi-melted one out of his pocket and throwing it feebly to Sirius.

"I'm referring to whether or not we can trust them enough to let them in on our group." James yawned.

"That's a bit hasty, don't you think?" Remus asked. "We've only known them for a day."

"They seemed alright to me," Sirius said between chomps of the still-wriggling Chocolate Frog, "Some of them kinda eccentric but alright."

"I for one think that Koenma is a bit… slow…" stated Remus quietly.

"Remus, you think EVERYONE is 'a bit' slower than you," Sirius said crossly, "And maybe it's because they are but you still don't have to wave your intelligence around." Remus flushed in response, shooting a glare at Sirius before crossing his arms.

James sighed, rolling his eyes at his friends' antics. "Okay, so first impression of Koenma is that he's immensely stupid," James mused, ignoring Remus' outraged cry of "I did NOT say that!" "What about that other guy, Hagiri?"

Peter nervously put in, "I-I think he might be sorted into Slytherin."

James looked at him curiously. "How come?" Peter shrugged.

"He looks like the type. Plus, Koenma said he would, and they were friends." James nodded hesitantly.

"Oh yeah, huh…"

"What about the girls?" Sirius interrupted suddenly. The others sent him strange looks.

"Any girl catch your eye in particular, Sirius?" Remus teased playfully. Sirius' face heated up.

"No! What would make you think that?"

"The way your face is blushing is a damn good clue, mate," James smirked.

Sirius turned even redder, if that was possible. "Am not blushing," he muttered under his breath.

"Aw, come on, we're all friends here, you can tell us!" Sirius stared interestedly at the floor, mouth shut tight. "Oh, fine then, don't," James pouted. "Hey, Peter, what about you? Did you see any girl you liked?"

Sirius, jumping at the chance to turn attentions away from him, added, "Looked like you were sending that blue-haired girl quite a bit of looks, y'know."

It was Peter's turn to flush. "Was not!"

Teasing ensued, until all four decided to retire for the night.

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The next day was September 1st; the day Hogwarts would be open to students once again. Mystic and Botan, the first out of everyone to get up, woke Silver (by mercilessly dumping her on the floor after other fruitless attempts) and marched to the other rooms to wake the boys.

After a quick breakfast, they left for the Hogwarts Express promptly at nine. They'd reached the train station by 10:47 exactly.

"Uhh, is there a misprint on this ticket?" Botan asked nervously.

"No, why?" Remus answered, before a look of comprehension dawned on his face. "Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you. It says 9 ¾ because you're supposed to go through that wall there, between platforms nine and ten. Just run straight through, and don't be scared." Seeing the skeptical looks they were sending him, he sighed. "Here, then, I'll go first."

Straightening his back, he walked confidently towards the wall, his trolley and luggage in hand, and disappeared.

"Okay," Silver said after a moment, "So it's like a portal, right?" Sirius nodded.

She started towards the wall, but Hagiri cut her off, walking at a leisurely pace, duffel bag swung neatly over his shoulder (he didn't get a trolley, saying it looked too tacky for his tastes.) After he went through, Silver followed. Botan skipped merrily to the barrier, spinning on one leg before plunging through. The others followed suit soon after.

Once through, the Marauders dragged the others onboard the train, mentioning to them that the train left at exactly 11:00 and if they dallied any longer, they'd have to walk to Hogwarts.

Immediately after getting on, they miraculously found two empty compartments right across from each other. Mystic cheerfully stated that she'd be exploring the train for prospective new friends, which left the seating arrangements as thus: James, Sirius, Silver and Hagiri sat in one compartment, and Remus, Peter, Botan, and Koenma sat in the other.

Conversation was kept to a minimum in both compartments, the atmosphere being somewhat awkward.

The silence in James' compartment was finally broken when the door slid open to reveal a beaming Mystic and her newfound friend.

A/N:

Silver: Hiya!

Mystic: Hi! I don't know you, but hi!

Silver: Well, we have—

Mystic: — a few questions for you to answer in your reviews!

Silver: Stop reading—

Mystic: — my mind!

Silver: -.-;

1. What do you think about the new characters, Silver and Mystic?

2. Who do you think they should be paired off with? (Not that it matters—we already have pairings in mind but we want to know your opinions!)

3. Do you have any suggestions on what should happen next? Or anywhere in the story?

4. Um……………Mystic: You like Mystic the most, don't you!

Silver: Pleeeeeeeease review!