I've decided to continue:D I always have a hard time with the first two parts of any story, but I hope you like this chapter. I'm having a good time writing this!

Before I begin, two more things.

1--This chapter is dedicated to everyone who reviewed last chapter (I wrote little notes for each of you. They're down at the end of the chapter).

2—Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters in the books. This goes for the prologue and all the chapters that follow. . .that is all.

Chapter 1—A bit like Mum

"Oomph." I grunted. I was dragging my trunk towards the stairs. It was the first of September, and I was heading back to school for my sixth year. I swear my trunk gets heavier every year! It must be all the books people insist on giving me. Don't get me wrong, I love books, it's just I don't like the weight that comes along with them.

I stopped to rest. My room was the furthest from the staircase, and it was going to be the death of me. "Enna, don't you think I should do that?"

"I've almost got it," I glanced behind me. Dad had one of his 'Really, Enna' looks on his face, "Really, Dad!"

"Remember last year?"

I coughed nervously. Bringing my trunk down the stairs last year was a. . .fiasco. I lost my footing on the way down, and while I tried to steady myself, my trunk started to slip. I made an attempt at catching it, but ended up in a heap at the bottom of the stairs with my clothes and my books. I have a tendency to be a bit clumsy.

"Locomotor Trunk," Dad waved his wand and led me and the floating trunk down into the kitchen.

Mum was stacking leftover chocolate cookies on a plate. "Good morning," She greeted me in a somewhat tired voice. She had been working all night again. Why she worked nights every other week was beyond me, but if that's what she wanted, well, I couldn't stop her. "Breakfast? I think there's some, um. . .something in the fridge. I can check." She yawned and turned to dad, "Good morning, Remus. Sleep well?"

"Okay," Dad, who was now standing next to Mum put his arm around her waist.—Cookies sound like a good breakfast food, don't you think?—"but I missed you." Mum smiled happily and kissed him. This of course graduated into full on snogging. I raised an eyebrow and grabbed the plate of cookies without being noticed.

Does it bother me that my parents act like hormonal teenagers in front of me? . .Not really. Considering what Mum went through to convince Dad that she didn't care he was a werewolf, and then all that legal stuff when it came to getting married, I think they deserve it. Plus, I like to know that they still love each other after all these years.

Besides they aren't like Ron and Hermione who not only snog at their house, but if they are at friends'. Ricky claims they've caused him mental and emotional damage. I tell him I think it's sweet and wouldn't he want to kiss his wife? Especially if it took him seven years to realize that he was madly in love with her. Ricky always gets a vaguely disturbed look on his face and changes the subject.

Mum, apparently realizing I need to be at Platform 9 and 3/4 sometime in the not so distant future, pulled back suddenly and checked the clock, "Remus, Enna's late! ENNA!"

"Right behind you, Mum," Mum jumped and knocked a pair of mugs off the counter. They shattered, pieces flew all over. See where I get that from?

"Oh, right," She grinned sheepishly at me. My mother seems so young at times.

"I'll take Enna, you go and get some rest," Dad told her.

"But I—"

"No, you go and get some sleep."

Mum sighed but nodded. She flung her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek, "Have a good term, love. I'll miss you."

"We'll see you at Christmas then?" Dad asked me.

"Aren't we all going to spend Christmas at the Burrow this year?"

"Of course," The train whistle sounded, "have a good term, Sweetheart."

Dad gave me a quick hug and a kiss on the forehead and sent me off of board the train. Since my trunk had already been put away, I went in search of my friends. I found them in the second to last compartment on the train.

"Hey, En!" Madeleine Potter greeted me happily. She was curled up in a seat near the window, petting a soft, black kitten.

"Hi, Maddie. How was your summer?"

"Fine, fine. Sirius and James are always good for a laugh," She pointed to the red headed twins opposite her.

"What did they do this time?"

"I'm not sure how, but they managed toknock a wall of the house down," Maddie brushed some of her short black hair out of her eyes. "They've been sentenced to a year's worth of no allowance."

Ricky, William, Veronica, and Angelique were all in the compartment as well. The interesting thing is that each of my friends are related to each other in some way. They're either cousins or siblings. I'm the only non-family member in the group. It's as long story, but the short version is, their parents and mine were friends way before we were born.

I sat down near Ricky and yawned. "Didn't sleep well?" Angelique asked in with her slight French accent.

"I never do this time of the month," I yawned again. "It's always hard during the school year."

Angelique nodded sympathetically, and turned to talk to William. I slid down in my seat and closed my eyes. The next thing I knew, my pillow was telling me to wake up. I gave a faint growl and shook my head.

"You never want to wake Enna up near full moon," I heard Maddie say quietly. "I tried once and she nearly bit my head off. "

"No, I didn't!" I protested as I sat up. I rubbed my eyes, "Sorry about that, Ricky." I had apparently used his shoulder as a pillow mistakenly.

"Figure of speech, m'dear."

"Come on!" William stuck his head back in the compartment. Like his sister, he spoke with a slight French accent. "Everyone's already getting into the carriages."

I followed William out of the compartment and out of the train. He gallantly offered his hand to me as I climbed out. I grinned a bit foolishly and took it. Maddie, Ricky, William, and I all rode in the same horseless carriage together.

When we arrived, Maddie climbed out first, followed by William. I started to climb out my robe caught on something, causing me to trip. I a desperate attempt to not hit the ground, I grabbed hold of the closest thing—William.

As soon as I was able to make sense of what was going on around me, I realized that Ricky had grabbed me around my waist. I loosened my hold on William's neck slightly. "Pull me up?" I asked Ricky.

He nodded and had me upright within a few seconds. He kept his arm securely around my waist until I told him I was okay. William turned around and offered to help me down like he had when I exited the train.

All the way to the castle, I apologized to William. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, Enna. You don't have to keep apologizing you know."

I smiled at him. William and his sister (who had been waiting for him) went to sit with their fellow Ravenclaws. The rest of the Weasleys and the Potters were all at the Gryffindor table along with me. As soon as the Sorting was over, the headmaster welcomed us and told us to enjoy our meal.

Instantly the empty platters were filled with food of all sorts. I piled roast beef and potatoes on my plate. The conversation around me was mostly about Quidditch. Maddie was going to try for Seeker this year. If she was anything like her father, she was a shoe-in for the position.

"Dad'll like that," James nodded towards the staff table. The headmaster, Professor Potter, was talking with Professor Shayne, our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"You two going to try out again this year?" Veronica asked James and Sirius. They had both been Chasers the previous year.

"Read anything good over the summer?" Ricky asked me.

"Of course. Who do you think I am? Sirius?" I rolled my eyes in mock annoyance, quite grateful for a new topic of discussion. "Mostly Muggle books. Jacob I Have Loved, Understood Betsy, among other 'classics'."

"I—"

There was the sound of tapping on a goblet. All of our food was whisked away.

"I trust you have all eaten well. Shall we all head to bed for a good night's rest? Classes start bright and early tomorrow," Professor Potter dismissed us.

There was the terrible sound of hundreds of peoples' benchs scraping the stone floor, then they were off throught the large double doors. Prefects lined up the first years to show them where their common rooms were.Sirius, James, and Maddie were going to wait and say 'hello' to their dad. Ricky and I decided to wait out the rush.

James turned to me suddenly, "I still don't see why you weren't made a prefect."

"Because it would seem like I was showing favorism. I am friends with her parents after all."

"Daddy!" Maddie stood up to hug her dad.

"Hi, Uncle Harry," Ricky greeted him.

"Professor." I smiled.

"How was you trip? I hope you all behaved," Harry narrowed his eyes in the twin's general directione. James and Sirius tried their best to look innocent. That's never a good thing. Harry sighed and dropped the topic. Maddie told him all about my little accident on the way here. I grinned and rubbed my nose in a nervous fashion. Professor Potter threw back his head and laughed, "You're nearly as bad as you mum, Enna.Merlin, she is such a klutz."

"She's gotten better," I said defensivly.

"I know. I'm not trying to insult Tonks. She's a wonderful witch," Tonks. . .Most people still call my mum by her maiden name. Not my dad though. He calls her by her given name—Nymphadora. Mum says he's the only one who can without the possibility of bodily harm.

Soon, Professor Potter sent us all off to bed. Maddie kissed his cheek, and followed her brothers out of the Great Hall. Ricky and I walked a bit slower.

"It's quiet at night,." Ricky commented.

"I like it," I smirked. Once in a blue moon, I stay up long after everyone's gone to bed, and just listen to the silence. I usually stare at the moon. It glows such a lovely silver. I always wonder how something so lovely can cause so many men and women pain every month.

"You've always liked quiet."

"Mum says I take after dad more than her," I said softly. "She likes vibrant and colorful things. I do too, just not all the time."

"Why do you have that bright turquoise trench coat then?"

"The one with glitter? It use to be Mum's,." I grinned.

When we got to the portrait of the Fat Lady, Ricky gave the password ("flibbergeegibbet") and we climbed in. The common room was empty, a fire was crackling cheerfully in the fireplace.

"Night, Enna."

"Good night, Ricky. Sleep well."

I was at the bottom the girl's stairs when something occurred to me. "Ricky?" I called.

"Yeah?" Ricky came down from the step he was on.

"I forgot to. . .I'm sorry, but. . .Thank you for catching me," I babbled. For a fleeting second I could have sworn I saw a slightly rueful look on his face, but it passed.

"Anytime, Miss Lupin."

I whispered good night once more and went up to my room.

Whew! All in one sitting! That's a total of four pages right there! Yeesh, that's the longest chapter of fanfiction I've ever written. Don't forget to tell me what you think. Until next time!

--Anne

To my reviewers:

TrubySCS3—I'm so happy you liked it! It was something I wrote on a whim. Thank you for encouraging me to continue.

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Andrea35—I gave a bit of what Enna's like during the week of full moon. There will be more in the next chapter! Thanx for the review and the encouragement.

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