"Ron, Hermione." Harry hissed as they made for their dormitories. They had just had the Great Feast and the sorting (not for them, for the first years).

"What?" They whispered.

"I suggest we take a little detour." He grinned, looking at Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and back to them. They got the message, and all sneaked in.

Tikki whizzed out of Harry's pocket. "Hello!" she beamed.

Hermione screamed. Ron clapped a hand to his mouth and retreated.

"What is that!?" Ron shuddered.

"I'm a kwami."

And Harry and Tikki both explained everything.

"Harry, by the way, the guardian left me with instructions. There are two more miraculous. Look in your trunk." Tikki grinned.

Harry did just so, and found a raven hairpiece and a spider brooch in identical boxes.

"They're meant for those guys, I think." Tikki grinned.

"Spider!" Ron croaked weakly, pointing to the miraculous.

"Yes, Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Well, obviously the raven is for me." Ron stammered..

"Well, actually, I think they weren't chosen at random." Harry whispered. "I think there was thought put into them. The raven is the symbol of Ravenclaw, I think, and Ravenclaws are clever, like owls. Hermione, you are clever."

Hermione grinned. "I'm flattered, Harry."

"… and spiders are brave and strong, yet shy and like keeping to themselves, and weaving elegant webs." Harry continued.

"Nah, I'm not bloody weaving any elegant webs!" he wailed.

"Oh, Ron, get a grip. Harry's right. Also, the raven one looks more powerful. I want it." she smirked, snatching the raven miraculous from Harry's outstretched hands. Hermione put it on, and a small little raven appeared.

Hermione gasped, and grabbed the creature. "It's so cute!" she smirked, stroking the kwami, who let a dignified snort of displeasure. "Keep your hands off, dahling," the raven smirked. "I am Fleepie, Pleased, sort of, to meet you, Hermione Granger."

"Here you go Ron", Harry smirked, handing him the spider brooch. He reached a tentative hand out, and touched the spider brooch, but instantly withdrew his hand as though it was a toxic slime or fire.

Harry attached the brooch to Ron's robe, and a small spider appeared. "Hello! I am Vii, the spider kwami."

Ron staggered backwards, his eyes wide and his mouth agape.

"Oh, Ron, don't be such a wimp!" Hermione glared at Ron, who said, his lip trembling as he spoke:

"Hello. I'm Ron."

"Hi Ron." Vii beamed, flying over to him and sitting on his head.

"Well, let's transform. We'll see how we look. Tikki, spots on!"

"Fleepie, feathers of flight!" Hermione transformed.

"Vii, scarlet eyes!" Ron transformed.

Now, where there stood three ordinary kids, stood a ladybird boy, a raven girl and a spider.