Throughout the feast I kept an eye on the staff table; where was that boy Barty Jr? I gave up on him coming and started paying attention to the other students. Some students were staring at me; apparently they have never had someone transfer in before?

"Are you going to eat Cali?" Fred asked, was he watching me too?

I shrugged, "Oh yes, I am… Just looking around… Hogwarts is much bigger then any of my other schools, I was just thinking how I might get lost on my way to classes and things like that. And I was also dreading how many times I will have to tell my life story."

Fred's eyes lit up, "Well what classes are you taking? Because if we are in the same ones, I can be your escort! Of course, I can't really beat anyone up, so you might be stuck telling your story a lot… I can try stealing their attention by juggling something… Or I can ask Peeves to drop water balloons on their head!"

His childish thought made me laugh. George joined in and soon Fred and he were telling me many different tales, all of which ended with them sitting in detention.

My eyes casually swept across the room, and I met eyes with Marcus for a split second. He looked as if he was going to stand up and demand an explanation. Well he was not going to get one! I have to establish my friendship first. Fred and George would not trust me if I sneak off with Marcus. I broke eye contact first and decided to look at the Gryffindor table. About four people away from us sat Harry and his two friends. I didn't know their names yet… But the red haired one was watching Fred and George talk to me.

I decided to tell Fred, "I don't think your brother likes me…"

Fred followed my gaze down the table. "Oh that is Ron, give him time. Since he is friends with Harry, who decided to make Draco Malfoy his nemesis, Ron feels like he is his nemesis too…"

"I am not Draco though…" I pointed out.

"Well I sure hope not!" Fred laughed.

I rolled my eyes, "You will have to introduce me I suppose… They will trust me if you do right?"

Fred shrugged, "Ron isn't really my git brother, that is Percy, but you missed him by a year. You will be fine; it will be Hermionie you will have to convince. She knows everything about everyone! Then Harry trusts everyone except for Snape…"

My eyes shot to Snape, I completely spaced he was here! I felt a wave of relief wash over me. So Jr chickened out, but Snape was here… I am not alone.

Just then the headmaster stood up to speak, but as he stood the ceiling started acting up.
"Is it supposed to send down rain?" I asked, I was quite amazed at the ceiling.

Before Fred could make some quick-witted response, a figure came through the door the first years usually come out of. With a flick of his wand, Barty Jr--- Moody here I suppose, a flash of red light drove into the sky. The rain was replaced with a starry moonlit scene.

"Ah Alastor!" Dumbledore looked equally surprised, but the surprised look disappeared into happiness, "I was worried you got lost."

"Oh I know my way to this place Dumbledore, and I wouldn't forget that bloody ceiling either." His voice surprised me, it sounded nothing like Barty Crouch's! He must have been practicing.

"Yes! He seems just as amazing as my dad described him." Fred whispered to me.

I raised my eyebrow, if the real Moody was amazing; Jr should be like a God here. At least to me, would Fred find Jr's adventures cool? Probably not… But that was only because he was raised in a house that believed the Dark Lord to be bad.

How could the Dark Lord be bad? He was definitely just misunderstood. He just wants the wizarding world to be reserved for those who really deserve it, and that is just the pure bloods right?

"Everyone give a great welcome to your new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher! Professor Moody!" The students gave a polite clap, and Moody sat down.

Professor Dumbledore started his speech. People started getting antsy because Barty Crouch walked out of the back room with a cart that had something covered on it. I knew what it was, but I acted just as surprised as Fred.

"Maybe this explains why mum paid for dress robes!" George smiled.

I froze, "Dress robes?" My mind raced, my parents didn't tell me I needed dress robes.

"Ladies and gentlemen! My name is Barty Crouch, and I am here to tell you about what exactly is going to happen this year!" The room got even quieter; if possible, every eye was on Barty. Except for Moody, I glanced at him. His blue eye was focused on one person. For a second I thought it was me, but he was staring at Harry.

The same feelings from the Leaky Cauldron came back, a protective cover over Harry. It was an odd feeling, but I didn't like the way Jr was looking at Harry.

"Did you hear that?" Fred looked at my not surprised face. I must have missed the grand announcement because everyone was already cheering.

I made up for my lack of caring by saying, "Oh wait, there is more. You are only sixteen still right?"

Fred nodded. Right on que Barty kept talking, "However, only those who are seventeen and older may qualify!"

Their reaction was a complete surprise. Fred and George stood up, "THAT'S RUBISH!"

At first I was embarrassed for them, why did they have to scream so loud? But then I noticed they didn't really care about what the other students were thinking, so I started laughing.

Fred paused from yelling to look at me, "How can you be laughing about this?"

Shrugging, I pulled him and George back to their seats.

"Thank you Calliandra Carlson! I was about to ask the Weasley boys to quiet down. I have one last thing to add." My cheeks turned bright red; Professor Dumbledore and now everyone were staring at us.

Dumbledore winked at me, and then called everyone's attention. "Our Castle hallways will be home to two different schools this year!" Everyone figured this was happening, but now was the time we get to see who we are facing.

"Our sisters from Beauxbatons and our brothers from Dumstrang will be picking a house to make home with. They will be arriving in exactly one month, in time for Halloween and when we set up the goblet! I will be making an age line myself, so do not try and get around it." He was watching Fred and George as he spoke.

Eventually he sent off us to bed. I was following along with Fred and George until a hand came out of no where and pulled me into a different hallway. "WHAT THE—" I started.

"Sh! It's just me." Marcus Flint let go of my arm and turned around.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Well, I don't know… Maybe an explanation?"

"I…. Honestly can not tell you why I am in Gryffindor…"

"And why not?"

My eyebrows rose for the second time tonight, "Because I don't know! Isn't that a bit obvious? Did you get a say in the house that hat put you in?"

That got him to think for a minute. "Well… What about Fred and George? I told you about them at Diagon Alley, but inside the Hall you are acting as if you were their best friend!"

I shook my head, "I can not believe how obsessed you are about me! It should not concern you who my friends are! Now if you excuse me, I need to find my way to my common room!" To my surprise he let me leave.

How do I get to the common room? Everyone seemed to disappear so fast! I know we were heading this way… All the hallways looked the same in this forsaken building.

"Are you lost Ms. Carlson?" I froze, that was Moody's voice.

I smirked, "Of course not!"

"You know, if you want to fit in here, you will need someone to show you around this castle." His wooden leg clanked as he walked towards me.

"Who will do that?"

"Well not Flint, he would be much too eager to show you empty classrooms." He chuckled.

"Oh shut up. Ok so who?"

"Well, Fred... Get him to show you around the castle… Then he will introduce you to Harry."

"Why can't we leave Fred out of it? I mean I am supposed to be Harry's mentor right?"

"Technically, but really you are here to lead him to me, and to give him the advice I tell you to give. Now you will not get to know Harry if he doesn't trust you. From what I can see in there, he will only trust you if you continue to be the twin's friends. Now the common room is upstairs to the left then the right. The password is Green Tea."

I blinked… This is going to be very strange. What were these feelings? As I walked away from him, I felt ugly… He wants me to pretend I like someone to get to someone else all so that someone can be killed.

As I entered the common room, Fred and George were talking with Harry, Ron and Hermionie. "Oye! There you are! We were just about to start a search party. Come over here, Harry wants to talk to you!"

I took a deep breath, it is all for the Dark Lord, and that is the only thing that matters.