Jim sat at the Gryffindor table waiting for the new students to enter the Great Hall. McGonagall had turned him back into a human after rescuing him from the redhead on the Hogwarts Express and was ready for the day to be over already.

"Cheer up, Jimmy," Tychus moaned at his friend. "It was only a matter of time before that filthy mind of yours got you into trouble."

"She turned me into a pig," he stated again. He sighed. "I was going to marry that girl, and she turned me into a pig."

"Marry? You Jimmy? Really?" Tychus laughed.

"Well, you know, at least slept with her," Jim told his friend.

"Such a charmer. How did she not fall for you right away?" Tychus mocked him.

"That's the thing! I didn't say anything to her yet. She read my mind," he stated. "Freaks. The lot of them. How is a guy supposed to get any action if the woman can read his mind?"

Tychus laughed again. "That's why you go after the girls who want the action too."

"All students, please return to your house tables and be quiet for the new student's entrance," the voice of Professor Flitwick came.

"See ya, Jimmy," Tychus said quickly as he returned to his Hufflepuff table.

Jim didn't have to sit alone for very long as Matt returned to his table and sat where Tychus had. Jim was about to ask if anything happened with Leah after he was turned into a pig but the doors opened and McGonagall walked into the hall followed by the new students.

Jim spotted his redhead again. She was every bit as gorgeous as he remembered those few short hours ago.

Now she was dressed in a white shirt with a black tie, and wore a long black cloak. He still wondered what it would be like to hold her body against his. As she walked by Jim she shot him a look.

If looks could kill then Jim would be dead ten times over. He glared back at her and lowered his eyes to her behind hoping she saw his eyes move and it would piss her off some. He looked back up at her and realised she didn't look happy so he smiled at her smugly.

"She hates you," Matt whispered to Jim as he saw her glare.

"She's playing hard to get," he added.

"Are you still after her?" Matt asked shocked.

"She's hot," Jim added. He continued to stare at her for most of the ceremony. He was listening intently to hear her name. The students were called out one by one and went to their respective tables. It seemed that most of the new students were being sorted into Slytherin and a few into Ravenclaw.

"Gryffindor!" the shorting had shouted as it sorted a guy called Malcolm Kelerchian.

"That's the first for us," Matt surmised grimly. "Up to 'k' and only one new student for Gryffindor."

"Next," McGonagall called. "Sarah Kerrigan."

Jim noticed the redhead stand and he smiled. Sarah. A pretty name for a pretty girl. Part of him still wanted her to be placed in Gryffindor so he could get to know her better.

The hat was placed on the top of her red hair and she waited nervously for it tell her house.

"Slytherin!" the hat called.

Jim noticed the smile fall from her face slightly. He would have figured someone like her would have liked to have been in Slytherin.

The hat was removed from her head and she walked to the Slytherin table. She sat down on her own and looked uncomfortable with the people beside her although she tried to hide it with a fake smile.

Jim felt sorry for her. If she had been placed in Gryffindor he would have welcomed her with open arms. As the ceremony went on Jim had noticed the redhead's mood improve and she seemed happy when both her blonde friend and the blonde's boyfriend with the dreadlocks had been sorted into Slytherin too.

The ceremony finished and the party began. Jim had taken his fill of Pumpkin juice, something Matt was positive Jim was addicted to, and sausages and bacon. It felt strange to him to be eating pigs after being one but he put the oddity down to Sarah feeding a sausage to him.

"I'm thinking about hitting on that Leah chick," Matt said to Jim as he looked towards the Ravenclaw table.

"You do that. I'm going to see the redhead," he stood and looked at her from across the room. He kept his eyes on her the whole time as he approached her.

"If it isn't pig-boy," she started speaking while looking at her pumpkin juice and finished the sentence with her eyes on him.

Jim hoped she wasn't going to keep calling him that.

"This is pig-boy?" Nova asked. "He's quite handsome."

Sarah looked at Nova and laughed. "He was cuter as a pig."

"He's standing right here," Jim told them.

"Little sausage?" Nova smirked and offered him a plate with them on.

Jim was tempted but he raised his hand to decline the plate. He wondered if Nova was making a dig at something else since the last time Nova had seen him he was naked and did indeed have a little sausage then. "About earlier," he started.

Sarah turned to face him.

"I'm sorry," he apologised.

"Are you sorry you thought those things or are you sorry you think you ruined your chances to get with me and are now hoping that by apologising I will give you a second chance?" she asked flatly.

He frowned. "I'm sorry you got offended."

"Wrong answer," she said dully before turning back to her table.

"What's your problem?" he asked angrily. "I'm trying to apologise."

She looked at him again. "You can't apologise. Men like you are pigs..."

"Men like me?" he interrupted her. "You don't even know me. You don't even..."

"Know your full name?" she finished his sentence for him. "The infamous man-whore James Raynor." She didn't really know if he was a man-whore or not but with those thoughts she would take a guess he was.

Jim hoped he didn't have that nickname. "Who called me that?"

"Just leave," she told him. "You are never finding out what is under my skirt."

"Good. It probably has teeth," he told her as he left.

Sarah glared at him and watched him leave.

Nova stifled a laugh. "Are you mad at him? Or mad at yourself because you find him hot too?" she whispered in Sarah's ear.