The next morning Hogwarts became routine again. At breakfast, all the students were chatting with their friends about their summer vacations. Annette and Eliza sat across from each other, also chatting, but not quite as vigorously as everyone else. Suddenly, a roar of laughter erupted from the entrance. As Annette and Eliza turned their heads to see what the commotion was about, they saw a boy of about 12 on the floor, covered in milk, and an empty jug by his side. Then, Annette thought she saw Tristan Riley, who was sitting next to the spot where the boy had fallen, pull his leg under the table from in the middle of the middle of the floor. He then recieved a thumbs up from Jacob Weasley, who sat across from him.

"Who do they think they are anyways?" Annette asked Eliza rhetorically.

A second year girl not far from Annette obviously heard and misunderstood her comment, because she began to answer. "You dont know? Why they're the maurauders of course. The boy with the shaggy blonde hair is Dieter Thomason. Cute right? But he's taken, by the blonde next to him, Sally. The one across the table from him with the light brown hair is Christian Alexander, I hear he's a flirt. I hope he'll flirt with me one day! And then next to him is Tristan Riley. He's the funniest boy in the entire school! And then across from his the Jacob Weasley, with the red hair. He's got gorgeous green eyes doesn't he? He's the best one..."

Annette felt like she had to stop the girl before she praised them anymore. "Okay thank you." She said very abruptly. The second year looked hurt, and went back to the conversation she was having with her friends.

"I dont understand this." Annette said to Eliza. "What does everyone see in them? They're nothing but a bunch of arrogant gits!"

"They may have egos the size of Ireland, but they're good looking as heck."

Annette just gave her a look.

"What? They are!"

Maybe. Annette thought. But they cant rely on their looks to get through life.

"What's first today?" She asked Eliza.

"Looks like..." Eliza scanned the schedule. "Divination first, then transfiguration, then potions. And after lunch is charms, and we get a break until History of Magic before dinner."

Divination was never a favorite of Annette's, but it was an easy class, and she was sure she could get an OWL easily. It was taught by an old but enthusiastic woman Professor Brown. Annette has never met anyone who's life revolved around a subject the way Lavender Brown's revolved around Divination.

"This year..." Professor Brown started "Is an important year. As you know, OWLs are coming up, and it is my task to prepare you well for it. However, those of you who have the eye should know exactly whether you will pass or not...WEASLEY!"

Jacob, who was obvious not paying attention, suddenly jumped, and the class laughed. "Yes Professor?"

"Do you have...the eye?" She always said 'the eye' in a very dramatic way.

"THE eye professor?"

"Yes...THE eye..."

"Well I've got two but I havent quite figured out which one is THE eye." Jacob said as his friends laughed.

Professor Brown did not seem to be surprised by his comment. "You're just like your grandfather. He didn't have the eye either."

After Jacob sat down, the Gryffindor fifth years had the task of seeing their OWL results in a crystal ball.

"Are OWL results supposed to be written on the backs of pink bunnies?" Asked Annette, puzzled by what was in her crystal ball.

"Right now all I see is purple smoke..." Eliza wasn't having much luck either.

Jacob was no better at crystal ball gazing as either of the two. He decided that crystal ball gazing was a waste of time, and started to contrive a prank with Tristan.

Tristan turned his quill into a mouse, and set it loose among a section full of girls. The girls screamed and jumped up onto their desks.

"Calm down, calm down..." Professor Brown tried. "WEASLEY! RILEY!"

"What professor?" Said the two in unison.

"IS THIS YOUR DOING?" She was getting very angry.

"No professor." Said Tristan

"GOOD...FIX IT THEN."

Tristan and Jacob started trying to catch the mouse, but it was too quick. It slipped through crack easily and ran very fast. Jacob, deciding that he wasnt going to catch the mouse the old fashioned way, decided to whip out his wand and yell "glacio". He missed.

Instead of freezing the rat like he intended, he had a bit of a problem with aiming and hit Annette's crystal ball, which shattered all over the floor.

"Whoops...sorry." He tried to apologize.

Annette just shook her head at him.

That wasn't the only thing that went wrong. In transfiguration, he had accidetally turned her seat into a Hippogriff, which angrily started running all over the room without giving Annette a chance to try and jump off. Eventually it threw her onto the ground. And then in Potions, Jacob had accidentally splashed improperly brewed healing potion onto her arm, giving her a rash instead of healing anything. By lunch time, Annette was in the hospital wing, trying to get rid of the redness caused by Jacob's potion.

He felt bad for everything, he really did. After all, he didn't mean to do any of it. Just my luck. He though. This is one heck of a coincidence, everything happening to Annette, and the day is only half way over.

He saw Annette sitting up in her bed, and walked over.

"Stay away from me." She said warningly.

"Don't worry I wont hurt you."

She wasnt convinced.

"I'm sorry. I am. And it was all an accident."

"Oh I'm sure it was." She said sarcastically. "Isn't it enough that you've ignored me completely for the past four years, now you have to torment me too? And just to let you know, I think I prefer the ignoring over the tormenting."

He was shocked that she felt this way. "Look I...I'm not like that I swear to you."

"Right...sure...I saw what you and your friends did to that poor boy at breakfast this morning."

"That was an accident." He lied. "And it was all Tristan's doing! You can't blame me for his actions can you?"

"A man's character is determined by the company he keeps...but I guess you wont really learn that until you're a man will you? Right now all you are is an egotistical arrogant selfish little boy!"

"Fine...if that's what you think then..." And he turned around and left the hospital wing.