Disclaimer: Once again, we must stress the importance that we do not own one Harry Potter. The lawyers told us that we would never own one said person.

A/N: Hello again people! This is Amaya speaking…well, typing. Again, thanks must go out to Ashley, the wonder beta for taking time to fix our mistakes since my computer has decided to tell me everything is spelled wrong and I'm ignoring it. Thanks Ashley! Okay, and for those of you who asked, this is listed as a Hermione/Ron pairing, though I may not like it, because ultimately they are the only HP characters that hook up.

Chapter 4:

Harry rolled his eyes when his name was called. Why did every teacher, or person for that matter, have to make a big deal about him, he still didn't know. Snape sneered at him from his place in line and Harry instantly knew that we would never receive such treatment from him.

He heard someone scream "Damn it" and turned to see a dark haired girl storming out of the room. Everyone started moving in the room and he lost her image in the confusion

"Nice Potter, you've already pissed somebody off," Draco said, chuckling merrily to himself. "Normally I have to say something before I piss a girl off."

"Why don't you shut it Malfoy," Harry bit out. "Besides, we need to at least introduce ourselves, personally I mean." He nodded towards the newly formed group of girls in front of them.

Suddenly, Harry noticed a tall blonde girl fighting her way to the front of the line. When she stepped out from the crowd, she completely stood out. She had on black strappy high heeled sandals that made her legs look long under her white skirt. Her hair fell gracefully over her black tank that showed about an inch of her stomach.

"Uh-oh girls, here comes Spirit in for the kill," one of the girls said from within the crowd.

"Yeah, we'll have to wait so which one she picks before moving in," another said.

Spirit's face turned a bright red, but she continued to move on up through the line until she stood in front of Draco and Harry. She quickly stuck her hand out for Draco to take. "Spirit Jamison."

"Draco Malfoy," he said, rising her hand to his lips and tenderly kissing it.

Quickly, a girl with red hair that fell around her shoulders brushed past everyone to the front of the crowd. She wore a green tank top over vintage style jeans and flip flops. She had a comfy look about her. "Are you going to get Amaya or what?"

The blonde looked from her friend back to Draco, who was still holding her hand then back to the red head.

"Fine," the red haired girl said, rolling her eyes. "I'll go, but you owe me one."

She turned on her heel and stormed away but the one thing everyone missed was the long glance between Oliver Wood and the lovely red head.

Harry looked back at Draco in time to see him tuck the blonde's hand into the crook of his arm and lead her off into one of the corners. He then looked over at Ron and Hermione who were deep in conversation with some of the other students.

Deciding that no one would miss him for awhile, Harry ran off in the direction the red head had just went. He caught up with her just outside the main doors. "Wait!" he yelled when he was just a few feet behind her.

She spun around to look at him. "What do you need?" she asked politely though Harry could tell she really just wanted to go find her friend.

"Nothing really," he said, falling into step beside of her. "I was just going to walk with you if you didn't mind."

"What!" She looked at him in disbelief.

"Do you not want me to?"

"No, it's not that, but I'm going to find my friend…the one that stormed out."

"Well, maybe I can meet her too," Harry said attentively.

"I don't think that would be a very good idea."

"Why?" he asked.

"Well….," she searched for the right way to say it, "you're kind of the reason she stormed out."

"What?" He looked stunned."

"Don't take it personal or anything…."

"I didn't do anything!"

"You don't have to do anything," she sighed. "That's the beauty that is Amaya."

Harry shook his head. "I take it that you and that blonde girl…um…Spirit? are friends as well then."

"Oh, Spirit…yeah, we are. All three of us are actually, but if you put a boy in front of Spirit it's going to take hell or high water to make her leave."

Harry laughed.

"I'm Blaze O'Mally by the way."

He nodded. "Harry Pot…."

She cut him off. "Everyone knows who you are."

"Blaze?" Amaya asked as she heard her friends voice. "What are you doing out here?"

And then she caught sight of Harry. "Damn it Blaze. Why the hell did you have to drag him along with you?"

Harry took a good look at the girl who was sitting ever so proudly on a huge rock. She was pretty, even though her features were obscured by the darkness.

"Hey," Blaze immediately protested, "I didn't bring him along."

"No, she didn't bring me," Harry said, jumping to Blaze's defense. "I followed her."

"Great," Amaya said darkly, "the oh so famous wonder boy is a stalker too."

Harry's mouth dropped open at her bluntness.

"What? Do I need to repeat that for you?" she shot at him bitterly.

"Amaya, don't you think you're being a little cruel," Blaze interjected.

Amaya shook her head fiercely, a dark look in her eyes. "I'm going for a run. Tell Spirit."

"Okay, but if you wait a minute I'll go with you," Blaze said, already starting back to the school.

"Well get your ass in gear," Amaya shouted before disappearing into the woods.

They ran back into the school. Blaze motioned for Harry to follow her. They stumbled onto Spirit and Draco in one of the halls leading up to the suites.

Spirit was leaned up against the wall. Draco had one hand beside her head against the wall, propping himself up, and the other hand resting gently on her hip. They had no idea that Blaze and Harry were there until Blaze coughed loudly.

"Spirit," Blaze said, just stopping short of them.

"What?" Spirit replied, giving Blaze the 'not right now' look that she knew all too well.

"Amaya is going for a run," Blaze said impatiently. "Are you coming or not?"

Spirit looked back at Draco. "I'll see you tomorrow, I guess."

He nodded and kissed her hand. "Goodnight."

Harry and Draco watched as the two girls ran back down the hall.

"Very nice Malfoy," Harry said sarcastically, "we haven't even been here for two hours and you're already hitting on girls."

Draco laughed, "Hey, it's my Malfoy charm. Besides, it's better than pissing them off."

Harry glared at the other boy. "Shove it Malfoy."

Draco looked around. "Do you have nay idea where we are?"

"No, not really," Harry said, trying to remember which way he had came in. "I think we might be lost."

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In the woods a lone black wolf paced the hard forest floor. The wolf let out a low howl when it saw a phoenix closely followed by a golden palomino approach. They nodded slightly to one another, showing recognition, then ran off deeper into the forest.

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Chapter 4 written by Spirit

In case you never figured it out, Spirit, Blaze, and Amaya are us. That sounds weird but we based the characters on our personalities.