Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them landed in the pile of discarded books in the dorm Tarlyn shared with Zohra, CaraLena, and Adrian. Their room was looking messier than it had ever looked, and that was saying something.

"Is there a reason why you've borrowed half the library?" grumbled CaraLena as she groggily rummaged through the mess to find her book bag.

"Yes," said Tarlyn flatly. "The last thing I need is to go to yet another funeral."

"Another?"

"Long story. Anyways, I'm not exactly too keen on Dave dying."

"Well I am," muttered Zohra.

"We know."

"I'm surprised you didn't completely freak out," CaraLena said thoughtfully. "The last time, you were like all, 'How could you, you piece of scum from the bottom of the ocean? You cuss word, cuss word, you effing cuss word!'" Adrian giggled.

"That was funny," she agreed.

"Hilarious," muttered Tarlyn. "I forget; who was it last time?" Zohra shrugged.

"Who cares?"

"Like this. Point me." Tarlyn's wand spun around and pointed north. "It's not that hard; it's a really useful spell, especially if you're, say, lost in the Forbidden Forest or something." There must have been millions of possibilities for the first task and she had narrowed it down to as few as possible. So the list consisted of a little less than a million. That was still a lot of possibilities and still a lot of spells.

"Hey, stop going all smart on me. And why are you even helping me in the first place?"

"Reasons," she responded in a suspicious tone. "And besides," she said in a lighter tone, "weren't you the one who requested help?"

"Hey, you wanna go out?" Dmitri asked Natalie confidently as she snapped her hot pink bubble gum.

"Sure. I heard of this great place called The Three Broomsticks. Let's meet there, tomorrow at eight sharp. Then you can show me around that ship of yours. And give me a tour of some of your other places." Natalie responded in a flirty manner, turned away from Dmitri and began to walk away.

"See you then." Natalie didn't seem to notice this comment, leaving Dmitri somewhat disappointed.

"Sonorus" Dave casted the spell. "Hello," he said in a large booming voice. Tarlyn flinched, covering her super sensitive ears quickly.

"I think you tend to forget that I'm an animal mutation with wolf ears that don't like loud noises," she hissed, writhing in pain.

"Quietus"

"Much better. You have that spell down pretty well so we can move on to the next one. Waddiwasi." Tarlyn said this incantation while pointing her wand at a keyhole clogged with gum, making the gum shoot out and hit Dave in the forehead. She tried, and failed, to smother her laughter.

"When will I ever need this spell?"

"I'm not entirely sure," she said, smirking. "But if you ever need to get out something that's stuck, at least you'll know what to do."

"Dmitri, wait up!" Misha, Dmitri's little brother called out from behind him.

"What! How many times do I have to tell you to stop following me?" yelled Dmitri.

"This is actually important. You see, I sorta like-"

"Oooooh, does little Misha have a crush?" Dmitri asked in a mocking manner.
"I have a crush on Elisa, Natalie's sister. You know what Natalie I'm talking about. The Beauxbatons champion."

"You want me to set you up, don't you? I'll do it, as long as you leave me alone."

"Yes!" Misha reached out and gave Dmitri a great big bear hug.

"Get. Off. Of. Me."

"Misha, my sister told me that your brother told her that you liked me. Wow, that's a mouthful. Well, I also kinda like you." Elisa blushed.

"Do you want to go out with me?" Misha said.

"Sure. I would like that. A Ravenclaw told me about this place called The Three Broomsticks. Let's meet tomorrow at eight."

"I'll see you then."

"That's it!"

"What's it? You found the entrance to Narnia?" asked Selwyn sarcastically. Tarlyn hit him with a copy of Hogwarts, A History.

"That's not funny," she snapped while he rubbed his aching head. Jaq looked on with an amused face that seemed to Tarlyn as if he thinking, 'Well it was to me.' She turned to him with a questionable look. "Which part was funny? The Narnia part or the Selwyn getting clocked in the head part?" Jaq held up two fingers. "The second part?" He nodded. "Thought so."

It was strange, really, how Jaq rarely ever talked and stranger still how he was the exact opposite of her. They were both physically tall and limber with long hair, but he was pretty much a blue eyed albino complete with white-blond hair while she had dark brown eyes, skin that looked like a year round tan, and completely black hair except for a streak of white on the left front side. To put this simply, he was light and she was dark. For crying out loud, he could disappear in the light while she could see hidden things, things in the dark. However...it was an entirely different story when it came to their attitudes.
Jaq was ridiculously quiet and scarcely smiled at anything. Unless someone was looking for him, he would usually stand unnoticed by people. Tarlyn, on the other hand, was somewhat louder and either grinned or smirked at pretty much everything worth smiling about. And it wasn't like she could really hide from people... Anyways...

"I was thinking, if the challenge is still hidden far enough in the dark, then maybe I can try to find it." Seeing things that were meant to be hidden had gotten easier with age, even if it was anything but easy. Selwyn sighed in an overly dramatic manner.

"Once again, I will ask you, why are you helping him so much?"

"Deaths suck."

"So why aren't you helping the other two?" Tarlyn scoffed.

"Easy. Natalie's the most annoying person I've ever met; worse than Brigid, Lissa, and Sicily combines and that's saying something. And Dmitri's such an ass to me; why should I care if he drops dead?"

Have I ever told you how I hate page breaks that are too close to each other? Remind me to compleatly rewrite this after this is done. This co-written thing get annoying; I can't write in my own style all the time.