I don't own Harry Potter. I do however own my OC's, this plot, and the Sorting Song I used in this chapter. I beg you not to use it; I spent hours writing the damned thing. It's a bloody combination of two sonnets.

Indigo Child: Thanks for your review. Holy shit it was long. Damn! Not complaining. Yes, I could include things like "Snape's worst memory"... among other things. And thank you for commenting on the naming of Remus' family. I went a read the legend just so I knew all the gory details. And yes, Romulus is a trouble maker...HEHE. What fun. Yes, you would be curious about why James, Sirius, and Peter seemed to be avoiding him. Don't worry, all will be explained eventually. And the new girl, yes, a potential romance, but what will she do when she finds out that Remus is a werewolf? Believe it or not, you were the only person who commented on the 'nothing' Dallas was staring at. Yes, he did see someone die...wouldn't you like to know who? *clamps hand over own mouth //can't tell now, that's for later//*

Ladybug the 3rd: Thanks for your review. Much appreciated. Is the new girl a werewolf?...Don't know. Actually I know what her secret is, I'm just not telling.

NoisyAmie: Thanks for your review. Yes, they are acting weird. Wouldn't you like to know why? All will be explained in good time.

Atiannala: Thanks for your review. I know it wasn't really a review, but I'm treating it that way. Fuck that was long, not complaining. Oober, you really think so? Yes, I named Remus' family accordingly. I went and read the whole legend so I knew all the gory details. Yes, a new girl. Don't worry; she'll have a name in this chapter. Promise. I love mystery. And to what's going on with Dal, yes something bloody interesting happened to Dallas over the summer. Didn't you notice the 'nothing' he was staring at in front of the carriages? HEHE. I don't think that doing magic at home was illegal in the seventies. We've been given two pieces of evidence to support that. 1) Lily coming home during the summer "turning teacups into mice", and that memory of Snape's when he's in a bedroom (not a dorm) which leads me to believe that he was at home doing magic. I also took into consideration your advice about my flashback and tweaked it a little to make more sense.

Roary Tory: Thanks for reviewing. I'm glad you like the names of my OC's; I too see just too many normal, everyday names. And I don't want those for my OC's.

Well, onward with the story...

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Moonlight Sonata

By: dragonsprincess

Chapter Two: A New School, a Whole New Life

Remus, James, Sirius, Peter, Dallas, and Andromeda all made their way through the Entrance Hall. Each suddenly remembering how hungry they were now that the prospect of one of Hogwarts' feasts hung over their heads. The sweets they had bought on the train felt like an eternity ago.

They saw Professors McGonagall, Sprout, Flitwick, and Guivre standing outside the doors of the Great Hall, giving the prefects the passwords to the common rooms.

Remus, Dallas and Andromeda waved good-bye to James, Sirius, and Peter. Telling them to go and get some seats while they got the passwords.

Remus walked up to Professor McGonagall. "Hello, Good evening," he said.

"Good evening, Mr Lupin," the black-hair witch responded. "I take it that you're here to get the password to Gryffindor Tower?"

"Yep, so what is it?"

"Sustinere Domus."

"Thank you, Professor," Remus said.

"You are most welcome, Lupin. Now," she said putting on a stern look. "Remember, you're a role model this year."

"I will, Professor McGonagall. Don't worry."

"Good, now go enjoy the feast, Remus."

"You too," he said, and turned to walk away, stifling a laugh.

Remus met up with Dallas and Andromeda, and they entered the Great Hall together.

"What are you laughing about, Lupin?" Andi asked warmly.

Remus snorted. "Professor McGonagall just told me to 'remember I'm a role model.' In other words she told me the same thing my Mum did this morning, 'don't get in trouble'."

"No kidding," Dallas said. Laughter evident on his voice.

The three prefects made their way to the Gryffindor table. Remus took the empty seat beside James. Dallas and Andromeda took seats beside Peter and Sirius. And the six friends started conversing in the happy tone of hungry teenagers about to be fed.

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"You're not supposed to be sitting here," a little sandy haired boy said, glaring at the two Slytherins who'd invaded the Gryffindor table. "You're not allowed."

Andromeda and Dallas looked at the young boy who must have been a second year.

"We," Dallas said in a haughty tone, "happen to be prefects. What we do is none of your concern. I'll have you know that Black and I were talking to Lupin here about an important matter" (the Marauders suppressed laughs. They'd been talking about Quidditch; they were all big fans of the sport). Here Dallas smirked the smirk that seemed to be bred into every Malfoy, and it usually spelled trouble for the one on the other end of it. "Detention, O'Bryan."

The boy opened and closed his mouth, obviously wanting to say something in rebuttal. But also not wanting to provoke the detention-happy Slytherin prefect. After one final glare, O'Bryan got up and walked to a different portion of the table.

"I can't believe you just did that!" Peter said, mouth hanging open.

"Why shouldn't I have? I can't curse the little buggers anymore, or I'll lose my badge. So I'll just get a rep for giving out detentions without much provocation, it'll have the same effect."

Everyone in their little group laughed. Further up the table, a green eyed, red haired girl was shaking her head.

Andromeda looked down at her watch and gasped. "Dallas, we really should get going to the Slytherin table, the first years will be arriving in about five minutes."

"What?!" Dallas said looking at his wrist. "Shit, lost track of time."

The friends now said hasty good-bye's and sprinted off to the Slytherin table. And not a moment to soon, they'd hardly even sat down when the doors of the Great Hall burst open and in walked about forty new first years. Among them was a black-haired girl who was hardly shorter than McGonagall.

Remus watched the girl walk in; trying to look much more dignified than the eleven year olds she was now walking with. She was striding into the room, a look of indifference on her pale face. Remus, however, could tell that she was talking in just as much as the first years that were gesturing and pointing at anything and everything in the hall. He watched as her eyes traveled up to the enchanted ceiling, then back down again, then shut up again as she did a double take to make sure that she'd just seen what she'd just seen.

She smiled then looked down again. Then, as if they were drawn together by some invisible force, their eyes met. And as she was now close to where he sat, he could see that she had brown eyes. Amazing eye's that looked as though they were made of molten bronze.

As she passed by him he could see that she wore the same look he must have worn on the train. As if she was looking at her best friend, and yet a total stranger at the same time. They held their gazes as long as they could, before the line up chivvied her away from the Gryffindor table, and up in front of the head table. Professor McGonagall was even now bringing out the three legged stool, where she placed a ragged old hat, a hat that was much more than it seemed.

The tattered old hat now opened a tear at it's brim as if it were a mouth. Which, indeed it was. And all of a sudden the hat started to sing:

Back when I was newly made in the years of yore

Lived four young Sorcerers who felt the same exact need

Good Hufflepuff and Gryffindor

Who never fell to greed

Then of course the other two

Slytherin and Ravenclaw

To both knowledge and power these founders were true

Together these four built a magic school worthy of awe

Those full of courage and nobility

Went to Gryffindor

Hufflepuff loved those of morality

And who were loyal to the core

While Ravenclaw loved those of great curiosity

And who seek knowledge religiosity

Slytherin most valued those

Whose bloodlines were the purest

Every year when new mages arose

They took upon the surest

Every year the founders four

Quartered students to their house

But within these walls brewed a silent war

Inside students, to their houses ideals they would espouse

Then one day Slytherin took his ambitions and left our school

I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

So sit upon my stool

I'll look into your head, and Sort you just like that

Put me on, let me look into your mind

And I will put you where you'll find your kind

The hall broke out into applause as the hat tipped it's point in a bow to the four house tables.

"This year," Professor McGonagall said. "We have a girl joining us from Cackles Academy. She is a fifth year, and will be staying with us indefinitely."

The hall was suddenly full of whispers. Nobody had ever had known of someone who had joined Hogwarts halfway through school. They knew it had happened because they had seen records, but the last one had been over ten years ago.

"Settle down, settle down," Professor McGonagall said, raising her voice to be heard over the noise. And the hall was immediately silent.

"Kamaria, Orion. Please come up, sit on the stool, and I will place the hat on your head."

Remus watched as the ebony haired girl, who was apparently named Orion, walked up and sat upon the stool, and who, for the first time since she had entered the Great Hall, looked nervous...

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Orion walked up and sat upon the stool. Do they really have to do this in front of the whole school? She thought, as the hat was slid over her head, covering her eyes and plunging her into complete darkness. And how can a hat make an intelligent decision about where to put someone?

I can tell you a lot of things Miss Kamaria, said a gruff sounding voice inside her head.

Holy shit, you talk?!

Of course I can talk, how else am I to get to know someone?

Okay, a talking hat. I must be having one weird dream, or someone slipped me something.

I can assure you that you are neither dreaming nor are you hallucinating. Now, let's get on to business.

Orion didn't know what to think. But as she sat there she felt an odd sort of tingling in her head. Was this hat really looking into her mind and memories?

Hmm, the hat said. Haven't had one of your kind for a while. In fact, you're only the second.

The second? The second what?

But the hat didn't answer; in fact it now seemed to be talking to itself.

Loyal, most definitely. But you've also got a vindictive streak that rules you out of Hufflepuff. You like the feel of knowledge, but you'd soon get bored in Ravenclaw. You're brave, oh yes. And friends are very important to you. Gryffindor might suit you well. Yet, you have this strong thirst to prove that you are more than you seem.... Definitely a Slytherin trait.

Orion didn't like this one bit. This stupid hat was talking about something that would be a big part of her life for the next three years. And this old piece of leather was going about it as though she wasn't even there. She suddenly had the amusing thought of picturing what her pet spider monkey, Gazali, would do to the hat if he could get his hands on it.

Well, well, well, the hat said. That was interesting. Orion, what is knowledge to you?

Her first thought was something that she'd heard somewhere that she'd agreed with. "Power is knowledge, and knowledge is power."

That settles it...

Settles what?!

"SLYTHERIN!" The hat yelled to the whole hall.

That hat was pulled off her head, and she looked around the Great Hall with a feeling that was far from the trepidation that she'd felt before. Orion noticed that the table to the far left was applauding her. She also noticed that quite a few of the older male students at the other tables looked a little disappointed that she wouldn't be joining their table.

She smiled and started walking towards the table which was covered with a beautiful, deep green tablecloth. She also noticed that everyone else at the Slytherin table had the same shade of green adorning their uniforms.

Orion looked down at her solid black uniform, feeling very plain indeed. Except, her uniform wasn't all black anymore. The sash that she wore around her waist was now diagonally striped with silver and green, the clasp that held on her cloak was now a house crest with a serpent on it, and the inside of her cape was now that gorgeous shade of green. Her knee high socks had also turned green. She grinned; green had always been her color.

She sat down next to a boy who looked to be about her age. He had pale skin, shoulder-length black hair, and dark eyes that seemed to be almost black themselves.

The boy gave her a friendly smile and extended his hand. "Severus Snape," he said. "Fifth year."

Orion smiled back and extended her own hand. "Orion Kamaria," she said. "Also fifth year. But you knew that already."

Orion now started talking adamantly to Severus. Sharing a few jokes and such. The two were becoming fast friends.

"Anderson, Holly," Professor McGonagall's voice rang through the hall.

A timid looking girl with straw-colored hair walked up to the Professor.

The hat had hardly touched her head when it shouted, "HUFFLEPUFF."

Severus groaned.

"What?" Orion asked.

He just rolled his eyes. "The first one almost always goes to Hufflepuff. I've been here five years, and I have yet to see the first firstie get Sorted into Slytherin."

Orion just laughed.

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"SLYTHERIN," the hat shouted.

"Damn," Sirius said, as he watched the new fifth year girl walk over to the Slytherin table. "She was cute."

Remus too felt a little disappointed that she wouldn't be joining him in Gryffindor. He'd wanted to explore that strange link between the two of them. And that would now be made much harder now that she was in another house.

"Yeah," said Peter dreamily. "They don't make them like that in Gryffindor."

"They do so make them like that in Gryffindor," James said stubbornly. "In fact, they make them even better here."

James suddenly went a violent shade or red. "Did I say that out loud?"

"Yes, Jim my friend, you did," Peter said with a grin.

The Sorting continued on like it always did. The Marauders watched as the first new student went to the Hufflepuff table.

"Bloody hell," Sirius said after a few students took their places. "Well, that's her out."

"What?" Said the other three boys in unison.

"I said that the new girl's out."

"Why," Remus said. If his friends decided that they disproved of her it would be even harder for him to get to know her. "Because, she's a Slytherin?"

But Remus never got his answer because at that very moment Professor McGonagall called, "Black, Regulus," up to be Sorted.

The Sorting Hat was lowered onto the dark-haired boys head. It sat there a few moments before it yelled, "SLYTHERIN!"

Regulus stood up and walked; half ran to the Slytherin table, as Sirius mumbled something about 'ungrateful little bothers'.

After finishing his grumbling Sirius turned back to Remus. "What was that?" He asked.

"I said: why is the new girl out?"

"Because," Sirius said, nodding his head towards the Slytherin table. "She's getting all friendly with Snivellus."

Remus looked over to the Slytherin table, and Orion was indeed sitting and chatting with Snape, and he suddenly got this strong surge of jealousy. What the hell was that? He thought. I have yet to even meet the girl and I'm getting jealous? Can't be.

"Well," Peter said looking thoughtful. "Dallas and Andi don't think he's that bad, and we're still friends with them."

"I guess," Sirius said. "But what do we know about her, really? Nothing. I already knew Andromeda and Dallas before coming here, so I knew they were okay."

"Sirius," James said. "You do realize that that's a really weak argument. I say we give her a chance."

"Alright," Sirius sighed.

Remus mentally thanked any passing deity; he'd now get the chance to know the girl. He now turned back to watch the Sorting.

"Duncan, Alexander," Professor McGonagall called.

A little red-headed boy walked up to the stool, and the hat was set on his head.

"GRYFFINDOR!" It shouted.

The Gryffindor table went wild, as Alexander Duncan became the first new addition to their house.

The list wore on. And a few more students were added to every table, until...

"Lupin, Romulus," was called.

Remus sat on the edge of his seat. This was the moment he'd been waiting for, to find out if Rome would be spending the next three years making his life a living hell.

Romulus strolled up and sat down. The hat had hardly been on his head for two seconds before it called out...

"SLYTHERIN!"

Rome stood up and walked towards the green clad table.

"Yes," Remus said, spontaneously reaching over and hugging James.

"Remus," James said, looking at his friend, the way you would look at an insane person. "What the hell was that for? Have you turned into a barking idiot?"

James widened his eyes when he realized what he'd just said, he then bust into laughter. Sirius and Peter soon followed suit. Remus just sat there and scowled. He didn't think that it was that funny. So, he occasionally turned into something related to a dog...big deal.

"Sorry, Remus," James said, finally getting a hold on himself.

"Oh, you will be," Remus said, a mischievous look his blue eyes.

James rolled his eyes skyward. "Okay, okay. What were you so happy about anyway; your brother was put in Slytherin?"

"That's exactly why I'm happy," Remus said. "Because I won't have to put up with him in my house, with access to my dorm. Did I tell you what the little brat did this morning?" Remus then went on to tell his fellow Marauders about the incident at five in the morning.

The Sorting continued until, "Zion, Samantha" went to the Ravenclaw table.

Once Professor McGonagall had cleared away the Sorting Hat and its stool, and taken her place at the staff table, Professor Dumbledore rose from his seat.

"I would like to welcome you all to Hogwarts. Whether you be new or old. And, if I remember correctly, people of such youth as yourselves would much rather eat than listed to the ramblings of an ancient old man. So I have two words for you, and they are: tuck in," And with that, Dumbledore returned to his seat.

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Orion watched in awe as the golden plates before her suddenly filled with every kind of food you could imagine...even a few you couldn't.

She grabbed a spoon and started serving herself up some mashed-potatoes.

"So," Orion asked, turning to Snape. "Who're the other students in our year?"

"Well." Severus said, nodding down the table a bit. "See that girl there with the dark hair who could pass for a small gorilla?" Orion nodded.

"That's Melody Goyle. And the girl to her left is Jaclyn Mulciber. They can be pretty nasty," he then gestured in the other direction. "Now, down there. The two blonde students wearing the prefect badges. They're Andromeda Black, and Dallas Malfoy. Their alright, a little friendly with the Marauders though-"

"The Marauders," Orion asked. "Who're they?"

Severus scowled. "They're a group of four Gryffindor's. Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. Their horrible. They live to prank people and make the lives of most Slytherin's a living hell."

"Hey, Sev," said a dark-haired boy sitting across from them. "Aren't you going to introduce us?"

Severus turned and looked at the boy. "No," he said in a mocking tone of voice. "You're not worth introducing."

Orion laughed at the look on the brown-haired boy's face. The auburn haired boy beside him suddenly reached across the table and took Orion's hand, and kissed it. "I must apologize for Severus' abysmal manners," he said. "I'm Evan Rosier, and this is Rabastan Lestrange."

Orion smiled at the Evan. His auburn hair and baby-blue eyes made him quite attractive.

Severus snorted. "Rosier," he said. "Don't you ever stop trying to get laid?"

Evan's eyes now widened to the size of dinner plates. "I would never presume to take advantage of a new student like that, Severus."

"Of course you wouldn't. Most of the new students are first years. And by the time you got interested in girls, it would have been disturbing if you were interested in the new students."

Evan opened and closed his mouth, in anger.

"Don't even try, Evan. I know what you and Jaclyn got up to the last day of term before the summer. And don't try to deny it."

Orion laughed at the look of outrage on Evan's face.

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Remus watched with another wave of jealousy as Rosier kissed Orion's hand. And he may have very well sprouted horns and turned green when he saw her blush because of the simple gesture.

He returned to his plate and started to mutilate his steak. Grinning vindictively as he pictured each slice to have the pretty boy's face on it.

Beside him, James had noticed his friend's odd actions, and raised an eyebrow.

"Ah, Remus," he said, hesitantly. "Are you alright?"

"Hmm," Remus said. "What would make you think that something's wrong?"

"It's just that you're sitting there mangling a perfectly good piece of speak," here James grinned. "I thought you liked red meat."

Remus inwardly groaned. James had that look on his face. The look that told Remus he wouldn't get left alone until he told James what was bothering him. He was saved however, by the entire Great Hall bursting into laughter.

James and Remus looked up just in time to see Lucius Malfoy bolt out of the hall. His hair such a vivid shade of red, it looked like it was on fire. His uniform had also been turned gold.

Remus and James exchanged confused looks than turned to Sirius and Peter. "What happened?" They asked in unison.

Sirius sighed, and had a pained expression on his faced that made it seem that what he was about to say was going to cause him great pain.

"Can't believe that I'm about to say this, but...Good going Snape!"

"What?" James said, looking at his friend who had most definitely gone mad.

"Malfoy said something that seemed to offend the new girl, and Snivellus hexed him," Peter said.

The Marauders laughed. They hated they elder Malfoy even more than they hated Snape.

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"Rosier," said a blonde boy who was a little further up the table. He looked to be a few years older than they were. Probably in his seventh and final year. "That is no way to treat a lady."

"Oh," Evan said, going a little red in the face. "Really, Lucius? Well, I don't see you treating Narcissa like she's anymore than an easy ride."

"Oh," Orion said, giving Evan a mock glare. "So you were trying to seduce me?"

"Only a little."

Orion burst out laughing. "I can assure you, Mr Rosier, that I am not an easy catch."

"Really," Lucius said. "Well, how 'bout I give you a go? I haven't had any chase for a while now."

Orion looked at Lucius, completely appalled. "Excuse me?"

"I said: Would you mind if I gave you a test drive?"

BANG

Lucius looked down at his now golden robes.

He then looked up the table to where a black haired boy had his ebony wand pointed at him. "Snape," he snarled. "What, may I ask was that for?"

"To teach you some etiquette," Severus said, his black eyes blazing.

Lucius then started reaching for his own wand.

"Primruberus," Severus said. Lucius' hair now turned a violent shade of red.

"Expelliarmus," Lucius' wand now flew into Snape's outstretched hand.

Lucius glared at Severus. "Watch your back, Snape. Nobody makes a fool of me," he then turned and fled the Great Hall as fast as humanly possible without running, or, Arawn forbid, scurry.

The hall bust into laughter. Lucius wasn't the most popular of people.

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The rest of the feast passed with little incident.

Once all the goblets were empty, and the golden plates had returned their usual immaculate selves, Dumbledore stood up again.

"Now that we a have all fed and watered ourselves. I have a few announcements to make. Firstly I would like to remind you all that the forest on the grounds in out of bounds to every student, as is the village of Hogsmeade to all students below third year.

"Our Caretaker, Mr Filch, would like me to inform you all that bubble babies and licorice yo-yos have been added to the list of substances banned inside castle walls-"

"But not outside," James grinned.

"- The full list includes some three hundred and ninety six items. And can be viewed in Mr Filch's office in the dungeons would anyone care to check it-"

"Not likely," Sirius bust out.

The hall was suddenly filled with the sound of stifled laughter.

Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled behind his half-moon spectacles. "I will also remind you that you are not allowed to perform magic in the corridors between classes-"

"Broken first thing tomorrow," Severus yelled out.

"Be that as it may, Mr Snape. It is still not allowed," Dumbledore now looked as if he were suppressing a manic grin of his own.

"Well, I believe that is everything of importance. But before we all go to bed let us sing the school song..."

Orion looked over to Severus, who looked beside himself with horror. She giggled.

Dumbledore waved his wand and silver words flew out of it...

Hogwarts Hogwarts Hoggy Warty Hogwarts

Teach us something please

Whether we be old and bald or young with scabby knees

Our heads could do with filling with some interesting stuff

For now they're bare and full of air

Dead flies and bits of fluff

So teach us things worth knowing

Bring back what we've forgot

Just do your best we'll do the rest and learn until our brains all rot

The last people to finish were Sirius Black and James Potter, who'd sung the song at a snails pace, out of tune as well. Great singers they were not.

"Ah, music. It has power beyond anything we do here. Well, you've all got classes to attend tomorrow. Off to you're beds, chop, chop."

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The hall was suddenly filled with the sound of benches being scraped backwards, as students got up to go to their dorms.

"First years," yelled a blonde prefect. "I'm Dallas Malfoy, just follow me and I will lead you to our common room."

Andromeda however decided that she would personally lead her new dorm-mate to their house commons.

"Hey, Sev," she said with a smile.

"Hello, Andi," Severus replied

Andromeda now turned to Orion.

"Orion, right."

Orion nodded.

"Sorry for being such clod, and not introducing myself earlier. Andromeda Black," she said, extending her hand in much the same way Severus had earlier.

"Orion Kamaria," she responded. "So, where the hell is this common room you speak of, Andromeda?"

"Right this way," Andromeda said. "And please, call me Andi. I'll kill my parents one day for giving me such a damned long name."

And with that the three fifth year Slytherin's made their way to the dungeons.

Andromeda and Severus stopped in front of a blank stone wall. Severus turned to the prefect.

"Anguis Tablinum," Andromeda said in a clear voice.

Orion watched as the stone wall shimmered then disappeared. She followed the other two Slytherins into the common room, and was stunned by its beauty...

The Slytherin common room was large and rectangular. Each wall had a beautiful gothic style fireplace on it. Each hearth was filled with dancing green flames. In front of each of the fires was a mahogany coffee table surrounded by comfy-looking black leather chairs. She also noticed that the legs of all the tables in the room had snakes heads carved into them.

Each corner held a mini library. And on the wall across from her was a lovely tapestry with the words: The Slytherin Code of Conduct printed across the top.

Along the rest of the walls were other tapestry's some of green, others of silver or black.

Scattered through out the rest of the room were circular tables which obviously served the soul purpose of being homework stations.

At opposite sides of the common room were two statues of large cobras, heads raised and ready to strike.

Orion smiled. It wasn't the coziest of rooms. But she liked gothic architecture; however, it was never what one could call 'homey'.

She was brought out of her reverie by Severus saying, "Good night, ladies. I'm turning in. See you tomorrow."

"G' night Sev," both girls chimed.

Severus nodded and turned to his left, walking towards one of the serpentine statues. When he got there he took out his wand and tapped it. The snake moved aside revealing another hole in the wall which Severus walked through, the snake closed itself behind him.

"C'mon," Andi said. "I'll show you too our room."

Nodding, Orion followed Andromeda to the right, taking in everything in the room. She loved it. Andromeda stopped in front of the other statue and tapped it with her wand.

Orion let Andromeda lead her through the new passage, and was surprised when she saw that the snake was guarding a long hallway. Orion followed her, until they stopped in front of a door labeled Fifth Year Girls.

Andromeda walked in like she owned the place.

Orion walked into her dormitory and saw that the room was made up of four four poster beds. Across the room was obviously the lavatory.

She noticed that her things were set in front of the bed furthest to the right.

Orion walked over to her bed. Taking in the deep green quilt and curtains, and the silver sheet and pillowcases. She then proceeded to get ready for bed. Of all the new things she had had to deal with today, she was glad for something she knew how to do.

When Orion walked back from the bathroom she noticed that Andromeda had seated herself on her bed. Orion sat down beside her.

"I just wanted say good night, Orion. And to tell you that classes start at eight-thirty. And if you want anytime in the bathroom in the morning, you'll want to get up early. Those two," she said, gesturing across the room where the other two girls were already sleeping. "Have a habit of hogging the loo until twenty-after eight."

"Thanks," Orion said. "Good night, Andi."

"Night," Andromeda responded, returning to her own bed.

Orion set her alarm for quarter-after seven. Figuring that that would give her enough time. She closed her hangings, then crawled under her covers, noticing how warm and comfy her bed was. And she was asleep within minutes.

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Well, what did you guys think of chapter two? Hope you liked it, I know I do. Ooh, the tension between her and Remus, and what's with that connection? Wouldn't you like to know? I do. HEHE. I love torturing you guys. What did you think about my portrayal of Severus, a little OOC I know? But after reading OotP I just can't picture him as a complete dick anymore.

The Slytherin Code of Conduct belongs to VMorticia. Go read her fics, they're great. And Cackles Academy belongs to the creators of Worst Witch.

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