2nd September, some ridiculously early time, my room.

I am going to KILL Lily Evans.

Evidently I forgot to tell her I am not a morning person, because she woke me up.

At half. Past. 6.

Does she have a death sentence?

I mean, really, what sane, normal person would do that? Not Lily.

So there I was, sleeping innocently (Is there any other way to sleep?), when suddenly - I thought I was going mad. People storming around, stomping their feet and yelling, then someone ripped my covers off!

How dare they!

I had dug myself a little cocoon-y thing too, one of the things that butterflies go into and turn into a whatever, and it was sooo warm...

"Oi – hurry up Armstrong! We're going to be late!"

Yep, that's Lily alright. Only she would panic that much.

A pillow flew at the side of my head, and found its target. Evil little gits! It hit my bloody temple!

How friendly.

"Lily middle-name-unknown Evans – are you MAD? It's half bloody six! And if that was you that threw that pillow, I will get your head and feed it to a hippogriff," I threatened. I'm relatively good at threatening, all from Jake.

She shut up.

Hah.

She pulled back some curtains and I was attacked by gold light – like, really bright gold light- and pretty much wrestled me upright.

I think I might get up now, she's getting quite stroppy. Moody bum hole.

Ohh, it's still really warm! I sighed happily and ignored the huge glare Lilykins gave me. I think we left the heat-y thing on all night, because I feel like a house elf cooking a spit roast. Just without the oil. And the pig.

Errgh, I really can't be bothered to get up. Maybe I could send someone down to say I sadly died – and can't do lessons for a week and must have waffles brought to me... I could blackmail Sirius into doing it... hang on...

Haha, 'Black' mail! Look at that! It's an amazing pun! Almost as good as Sirius. I mean, Siriusly, how could he not expect this?

And he's named after a dog star.

I was named after my great aunt fanny – her middle name was Katie. Thank Merlin Dad said 'No, I will not name my daughter Fanny' or I could have committed social suicide at the embarrassment.

I might do it anyway, Lily has caused such a scene the entire tower is probably awake. They'll point at me and whisper 'look at that girl... her friend woke us all up... and it's all her fault... lazy arsehole...'

How bad would that be?

Anyway, I'm rambling. Moving back to the waffles...

Ah, waffles.

Errmm, hang on, no, no such luck. I won't be able to get a free house elf served/ Siriusly served breakfast because Lily is screeching like a banshee.

"If you don't get up now, we will be late and get a detention! On the first day! Do you know how bad that will be?"

She's really wound up, now. It's pretty funny.

Maybe I should tell her that us lot have our first lesson at ten on the first day.

Not nine.

And not this early.

Ah well. I might put a stop to this. And then get some more sleep.

I dragged myself out of bed and glared at her.

I have a really evil glare.

I mean really, really evil.

Like a death glare of doom. (Doom, I say, Doooooomm!)

"Lily," I said, trying to be reasonable (I know, it's a miracle!), "us first years have another three and a half hours before our first lesson. We have lie-ins."

She looks rather smug. Git.

I think the other two have already gone down (prior to Lily's yelling spree, I don't blame them) because they are not up here.

Duh.

"For your information, Armstrong, it's Amelia. But that's not the point! We will be late!" she got up and stood pretty much nose to nose with me. Her face has gone a rather attractive shade of red. Like her hair, but not so orange.

I took a step back.

Oh dear – orange has glared at me. She does have an evil-I-want-to-stab-you-if-you-make-me-late-glare. It's very flattering.

Holy shi- I think she saw that!

She brought back her fist and it hit my stomach. I grunted – but not like a gross piggomabob grunt like Jake.

Because that is most un-lady-like.

Owwww, my arm!

Good Merlin – she's violent! How dare she hit me! With her bag, no less!

Abuse!

I'm going to try the calm approach. Inner peace is good. Relax...

She's still glaring.

What an imbecile!

Lessons do start at ten.

And it is now... 27 minutes to 7.

I could be asleep!

I tried to repeat my earlier advice. Calmly.

"Lily, we get lie-ins on the first day – lessons start at 10. From tomorrow they start at 9. All we need to do is have breakfast and get timetables. Nothing else... Relax..."

She put down her bag and started to pace around the room.

Is it a dormitory, or a room?

I think I might just call it a room... dormitory sounds rather stuffy and posh. Like slaggy that (I presume) is downstairs.

But still, wow, I think it worked!

Lily looked rather shocked, and the colour of her face went normal again. Phew.

"Oh." She muttered, and then sat down on her bed.

Huh.

My Room, later than it was earlier.

Lily did let me go back to bed (yay!) and snooze, but at half seven she was pacing like a hen, prodding me as I got dressed.

"Katie, your back has a funny curve on it, did you know?"

Err, what?

"Lily, what are you raving on about now?" I asked, nicely because I am such a nice person.

She poked me again, right at the base of my spine with a cold finger. I got goose pimples.

I love that word – just saying.

"Look, it goes in a funny dip and has knobbles and bumps in the lump, then it goes straight... are you sure you're a human? Because you resemble a pony."

WHAT! She just resembled me to a pony!

WHAT!

"Lily! You, mean, evil, cold little child! That's evil! I'm not a pony!"

She poked me in the 'knobbly' part (not the boys knobbly part, because I am a girl. Duh.) And looked quite sheepish.

An evil, ginger sheep.

"No, I didn't mean it like that... but ponies have curved backs too, and you do... maybe we should go to the doctors?"

What is a doctor? And why do I need one?

"What?"

"You know, the healing people that make you better-"

"You mean healers,"

She glared at me "- and make you better. Yes, a healing person. You need your brain checked, too."

Thanks, Lily, love you too.

"Once you have finished probing my back, can we go to breakfast? I'm bloody starving," I asked meekly. Yep, lay it on thick for forgiveness. Works every time.

And the puppy eyes. I do amazing puppy eyes. Like, I looked at Olivia once, and then she gave me (yes, GAVE, and remember this is my stroppy pet head girl) a huge block of chocolate.

It took me a week to eat, and I eat quite a lot of chocolate.

Lily nodded enthusiastically "Okay then," and went into the toilet, leaving me merrily alone.

Fun, fun, fun! She has a fluffy little goat toy on her bed. Awww, how sweet.

I finished getting dressed (into my new RED, black and GOLD robes) and she came out of the bathroom with her hair in a long bun.

Okay, I lied. Lily isn't ginger, she's redder. Like a holly berry. And her eyes could be leaves!

Whilst what am I – a thestral with blue eyes. Just about sums it up. Maybe I should go haunt graveyards. Lily can go on a tree. Hooray!

Oh, tree-girl's ready. To the common room! We marched merrily out of the door to start a new day.

That sounds like a really soppy story ending, doesn't it?

Yuck. I don't so soppiness.

I bet slaggy does though.

"Hey Lily, do you know what that girls name was, the really slaggy one with her mini minions?" I asked.

Lily shrugged and wove her way down the staircase.

"I'm not sure - she looked really snobbish yesterday at dinner, and didn't actually speak to any of us, apart from the 'minions'" she said.

I sighed. "Do you think she's evil? Because she gave me a really dirty look, and stalked off when I offered to help her up the trip staircase she fell in,"

Lily rolled her eyes.

"You pushed her in the staircase, Armstrong, so I'm sure she appreciated it. And then you pointed at her and laughed, and the boys did to - let alone help her out."

Oh yeah! It was brilliant! I should have got a picture.

Hah, it would be cool if I already had an enemy, it's always nice to be able to laugh at someone that doesn't like you – you don't fall out because you were never friends!

It's brilliant, flawless and hilarious!

Common Room, before breakfast.

I am so hungry.

But then again, everyone in here looks a bit famished and about to eat cushions.

Now That I would want to see.

When Lilykins and I entered the room, about three people looked up. Well then. Makes me feel really loved. Again.

I slouched over to the settee thing (remember, it's early. I'm allowed to slouch) and sat down with a plop.

Not really a plop, because that could be mistaken for something. And I did not just poo on the seat. That's really gross.

"Morning Remus," I smiled at the pale boy at the other end. He smiled back and glanced at the two boys staring into the fire.

"Morning... Katie?" he replied.

I nodded. That is my name, not Fanny or anything else ridiculous (phew).

Said boys are currently ignoring one another, stroppy gits. The little boy with them – Peter, I think- was watching James with a look of delight (stalker-ish, I know.) whilst Sirius sat brooding.

Honestly. First day and they're all moody. Typical creatures, boys. Lily scowled down at James and sat herself down next to me.

James looked at her, and then glared at Sirius.

Oh god.

"Remus?" I asked in a low whisper, "what happened to those two?"

I mean, I have a small suspicion, but I might be wrong. Knowing my karma, I probably am.

It was Remus' turn to sigh; a long, drawn out sigh as he turned to look thoughtfully at me. All the others are talking amongst themselves, unfriendly and unsocial gits.

"You're pureblood, right?"

"Yep, and I met Sirius a few times in the ministry,"

Oh.

"Well, you should know about their family problems - they had a massive yelling fit at each other last night, talking about blood and traditions their families have," he started.

I was right! It's not good – well, it means my karma isn't all bad- but still, I was right!

So once again, it is the return of evil-Slytherin-ancestors-with-a-Gryffindor-son vs. A-full-complete-set-of-Gryffindors that hate said first family. Oh dear.

Oh Merlin, my belly just growled rather viciously at me!

Lily has decided to look up from her own broody position and raised an eyebrow at me.

"Was that your stomach?" she asks.

I nod glumly.

"Yeah, poor little fellow hasn't been fed yet." I look at it sympathetically. "You don't like being fed this late, do you?"

Lily looks rather confused now. I don't blame her. I just talked to my belly. Good grief, it must be early.

What are we all doing here anyway?

I'm hungry!

"Okay, Katie, I'm sure he doesn't. I know I don't," she replies.

Here we go again – stroppy Lily has returned.

A voice spoke up from the corner of the room.

"I think we can go in a moment, it's only Maya, Alice and Shara left to come down,"

It was Mary! Poor, lonely Mary Macdonald who had to be locked up all alone in a dorm with three strange slags.

I think she has just saved my life, because Lily has relaxed back into the settee, and started tapping her foot.

...

Does she know haw irritating that noise is? I don't think so.

For the past ten minutes it's been thump, thump, thump on the floor, growing louder and louder.

The portrait outside the common room has swung open!

Oh, it's McGonagall! She must have been climbing the stairs!

So it isn't Lily!

Prof. is just standing there, apparently counting us. Errmm, what does she want?

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a wad of parchment.

Ahh, time tables!

Finally! Now I don't have to read and eat at the same time at breakfast, which I am not particularly skilled at.

...

Oh my Merlin.

I have double History of Magic, Potions, DADA, a free period for sleeping and rest, then astronomy at 12.

Ohh, that's bad.

History of Magic, double, first period on the first day.

Kill. Me. NOW.

Groans have broken out all around me – I join in with a huge sigh. Lily rolls her eyes and popped the parchment in her bag.

Honestly, how can she stay so calm? I know I'm not.

The boys don't look very amused, either.

Sirius has just gotten up and gone over to Professor McGee.

"Professor, I'm sorry, but is this table wrong? Because it seems rather harsh that we have this,"

He thrust the parchment into her hand, and she quickly scanned it before pushing her square rimmed glasses up her nose. She held it back out and sighed.

Well, at least someone agrees with me! This is stupid!

"I'm sorry mister Black, but you will have to deal with it. Lessons start at ten, but after today they will begin at nine-"

See! I was right! Beat that, Lilykins!

"-and I expect you to be punctual. If I hear you are late more than twice this week, you will get a detention. Now, off to the hall with you," she finished.

It makes us sound like we're cats, doesn't it?

Or a huge herd of sheep.

Oh well, breakfast!

And so we all jumped up and happily ran out of the common room portrait hole thing to the great hall.

We are so easily satisfied.

Great Hall, Eating. Lots.

When we reached the hall, a loud rumbling noise reached our ears. Well, it reached mine; anyway, I'm not sure if the others heard it, they may well be deaf.

The hall was about half full, so there was a reasonable amount of people in there. Frank and Lance pushed the doors opens, and with one glance the Slytherins all looked up and hissed as we walked in.

How very mature and friendly.

I can tell why everyone loves the Slytherins. They have such nice, kind, forgiving characteristics.

We all ignored them and walked past merrily talking amongst ourselves – Lily was scanning the table then waved excitedly at a sallow faced boy with Black curtains.

Eww.

Is that her boyfriend? Because she has real bad taste.

"Who is that?" I asked, watching as the boys half smiled, and then made to leave the table before being pulled back by a tall, blond prefect. He shook his head sadly at Lily, and then resumes eating.

Lily looks rather sad.

"That's Sev- he told me all about magic when I was little, before I got my Hogwarts letter. We had big plans to be best friends and be in Slytherin together..."

Slytherin.

My poor, innocent, muggleborn little Lily going into Slytherin?

I can think of many problems to do with that.

She my Lily, not 'Sev''s

They would torment her for being muggleborn

Green would really clash with her eyes- completely different shade.

They would completely corrupt her innocent little brain.

It didn't happen though, so I can relax a bit.

She still looks really sad, and keeps glancing over at them.

Ehh, only them. Shame, really, that we waste so much time, and energy moaning over other houses when we could be eating.

But they actually do not have waffles.

There are hundreds of cereals and toast and bread and pancakes and fruit and crumpets and yoghurts, but no waffles.

Its an Outrage!

I'll have to find the kitchens, and make a special request for waffles, with strawberries and cinammon and honey... Mmmm...

How cool would it be if I could do that?

Very, I'm telling you, (well, me really, because if you are reading this, you are trespassing. Nose out, Family, Friends and random strangers. Thank you.)

What if one day i told the house elves to serve something to the Slytherins, like mouldy stuff or a live hippo, , and it went on a rampage and killed them all!

Lily will be glad she is a Gryffindor!

I could make the lads do that, thinking about it...

But anyway, that is completely and utterly besides the point. I have decided to have some raspberries and cranberries, being the ever-so-healthy person that i am.

Haha, not.

My train of thought has just been interrupted by an elbow.

A very pointy, jabby elbow.

It appears to belong to Lily.

Whatever could she want?

"Oi, Armstrong, did you hear a word of what I just said?"

Well, obviously not, I am eating. Duh.

"Nope, not a thing. Sorry," I replyed meekly, again. It will not be good to get in Lily's bad books, she looks like the sort of hormonal person that might brutally attack me if I do something wrong.

...

KATIE! Thats Mean! And Untrue, I'm NOT Hormonal! - L

Lily! Privacy, child, I need it!

Take that Back!

Get out of here!

...

"What was it you wanted, Lily, dear?" Yep, lay it alllll on again.

She glares at me. Whoops.

*Note to self. DON'T PISS LILY OFF NEAR/WRITING/GENERALLY THINKING AS SHE IS PHSYCIC OR YOU WILL GET HURT!*

"I asked if we missed half of History Of Magic. And Pettigrew wants the Butter."

Now i think about it, he has been pointing for the past few minutes at it. Once again, whoops.

"Oh Bugger, Sorry, Peter, got a bit lost in my head. We miss half of History, yes Lilypoo."

I passed him the butter, then turned back to Lily, who rolls her eyes and pretended to ignore her new nickname.

I personally think it suits her.

A little snigger errupted from behind me.

"Armstrong, thats the jam. Duh" It was James Potter.

"Oh I'm so terribly, terribly sorry if I offended you, one does tend to do that when they are half starved and craving waffles!" I shot back.

It's True!

James rolled his eyes, and reached across the table for the desired butter, then handed it to Pettigrew.

Why couldn't he get it himself?

Said boy looked at the other said boy with a look of utter adoration. It's kind of disturbing.

Remus rolls his eyes.

Sirius snorts.

Slaggy-pants just ignores me. Shame.

Lily looked rather satisfied with my previous answer, as she settled herself down and started talking to Emmaline and munching on a piece of toast.

Thanks friend. Appreciate the ignoring-ness.

I turn from her and look down the table.

Frank, Dominic and Lance are talking secretly. Well, not secretly, but together.

James and Peter are talking together, ignoring Sirius.

Sirius is eating, ignoring the other two.

Remus is sat next to him and reading the Daily Prophet.

Slag and her fellow Minions are talking at the other end, completely away from me (phew).

Lily and Emma and Mary are talking, with their backs almost turned on me. Huh.

Marlene has vanished. Already.

And I am just sat her, watching people eat.

Yay.

The Hufflepuffs have very interesting house colours - Yellow and black. How very, very attractive. Their quidditch robes must resemble banana's.

The fruit.

"Katie, are you actually eating, or are you just taking down notes on us all, and preparing a little documentary on our daily lives? Becuase I could give you an interview worth millions in my later life!"

It's Sirius, he has finally resurfaced!

Finally I don't look like a complete loner!

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Why yes, of course I am. I am secretly plottimg to kill you all, and trying to decide who would be the eastiest to get rid of." Duh.

It was Sirius' turn to give me a funny look, and he flicked his black hair off his face.

"Sounds like an interesting past time, but please start with the Slytherins, preferably my family,"

I made to reply, like the nice person that I still am, that I would happily do so.

Said family are currently watchng us eat. Like Peado's.

It's creepy.

Just as i went to say this, however, James' voice sneered in.

"If you're so worried, why not go over there and join them, like the Black you are,"

Sirius froze. I froze. Several people looked up from their food, and watched with intrest. Oh dear, this is not going to end well.

"Oh, sorry Potter, I didn't know offended your little honourable, pureblood family ways," Came the reply.

Holy Merlin's Sweater, what have I done?

"At least I had the decency to get myself in the right bloody house!"

"Well maybe I didn't want to be here!"

"Well bugger off and join them then, and stop insulting us!"

"For fuck's sake, I'm not like them, Potter!" Sirius yells, and jumps up.

Everyone is watching them (and me, I'm sat completely in the middle).

My eardrums are throbbing. I can feel them.

Sirius turned, then with one last snarl at James, left the hall.

Bloody hell!

The hall is still silent, untill the few teachers sat at the head table turned white and continued eating, then it filled with noise again.

Oh, My, GOD.

I'm pretty sure that was my fault.

James' face is all red and blotchy, but he turned back to Pettigrew and let off a huge stream of insults.

How rude.

Lily lookes in shock. In fact, most of the Gryffindor table look shocked.

Apart from me, of course, as my brain is superior enough to remember to breathe. Yeah right.

Lily was definately holding her breath, as she just exhaled rather loudly in to my poor little ears.

Oww.

Poor Remus is sitting there, looking rather downcast.

I will cheer him up!

"Were they like that all night?" Lily asked sympathetically. No!

I am the cheif cheerer upper, not her!

Remus rolled his eyes (for the fourth time, I'm counting) and nodded.

"Untill I yelled at them, yes. It's ridiculous,"

I agree.

I can only imagine what it is like for him in that little room, with two violent people fighting and the other wetting himself.

He looks pretty ill, too.

And we haven't even finished breakfast, yet.

This is going to be an interesting year.

A very, very interesting year.

History Of Magic, Later

This is sooooooooooooooo boring!

We are being taught by a deaf, blind old man who keeps raving on about wars and stuff, very quickly and completely unintelligible.

Fun.

After breakfast was finished, we went back to the Common room for half an hour, and finished getting ready.

Marlene eventually reappeared, apparently she went for a walk.

Somehow I don't believe her.

Hmmm.

"Emma?" I asked the lanky brunette who was carefully tyeing her tie. She looked up at me, and gently tugged it down so the tied bit was further down her neck.

"Do you know where Marlene is?" I said. Lily looked up from her trunk, where she was rummaging around looking for a sock.

"I'm not sure, she definately came down to breakfast as I was talking to her... then I talked to Lily, looked round and she had gone!" she replied, exclaiming dramatically as she started to search for robes.

I was all ready, and just casually perched on my bed, watching the two girls hunting around. Quite entertaining, really.

Lily straightened up and looked at a small silver watch on her wrist.

"If she doesn't hurry up, she'll be late," she murmered.

Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing the missing girl!

"Marlene!"Emma exclaimed, jumping up and running over to her.

Her face was pale, and she was fully dressed with her bag all set. Another tidy person, like me!

Thank goodness, I would die if I was stuck in a room with three incredibly messy people.

Half of Lily's trunk is already scattered across the floor.

Marlene stepped over the mess and stood next to the bathroom door.

"Where were you?" I asked, taking in her slightly dishivelled clothing.

She went red. OH. First day, too.

"Nowhere. Just took a walk round the lake," She muttered.

"This early?" Lily put in. Marlene nodded. Emma sighed.

"Cool, but can you tell us next time? Katie here nearly had a fit,"

I did not!

Lies, the lot of it!

Marlene smiled and went back over to the door, turning and motioning for us to follow. I did, the others just kind of stood there.

"Well come on then!" I said, "We actually will be late, and Lily will have a fit,"

Lily blushed. Hah. Payback.

The two girls jumped up, and we went down the spiraling staircase to the Common room.

My foot skidded on a loose piece of carpet tassel, and I let out a small squeak.

Lily grabbed my arm, and I clumbsily regained my footing. I looked back, and she just smirked at me. Evil git!

That staircase really is a bit of a danger, I almost fell down it! Far to narrow!

Honestly.

...

We walked to HOM, and Lily was having a small panic attack.

I was right! See, I told you! Well, me.

I don't think any of us actually realised how bloody huge Hogwarts is until we actually saw it.

It's bloody massive!

The corridor was completely packed with people, (I think they were 6th year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws) all milling around some empty classrooms.

Good. Weren't late.

Yet.

Emmaline took charge and made a little pathway through, and we all followed her.

There was a Courtyard ahead, with about six exits.

How the bloody hell were we ment to know which way to go?

They should provide us with maps.

"Err, where now?" Lily asked Emma. The taller girl shrugged, and pointed towards a tall tower behind Marlene.

"Thats Gryffindor tower, and it's in the north, History of Magic's held in the west, so... that way," She pointed to a doorway to my left.

We ran over to it, as a gaggle of Slytherins left. They glared at me.

I glared back.

Marlene was pushed in the lead this time, and she nervously pushed her way through.

Well, she tried to.

She's exteremely short, smaller than both me and Lily.

So of course, the Evil Little Older Slytherins just barged their way through.

I think I bruised my back, it now feels rather sore.

Emma took the lead again (hoorah!) and we made progress forwards, only to find ourself in exactly the same corridor full of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws.

Merlins Arse, it's a maze!

"What the hell!" Emma cried.

Oh dear, I have two hormonal room mates. Scary.

Lily looked rather upset, so I patted her shoulder and said, "Watch the expert closely, and learn."

She raised an eyebrow (I really need to learn how to do that, because it looks cool) and looked at me.

Hah, she doesn't believe I know what to do!

Shun the non-believer, Shun her I Say! Shuuuuunnn!

But I know what I need to do!

Really, I'm being serious!

I turned and headed for a small cluster of boys who were laughing at a tall girl who was evidently telling a story.

I poked one in the back.

Not hard, but he turned around in surprise.

"Excuse me, but do you know where I can find History of Magic? because my Friend over there has gotten us completely lost," I asked nicely. Niceness is always good.

But before he could reply...

"Katie!" A voice came from behind me. A girly, irritating voice that I have known all my life.

Merlin's shorts, It's Olivia! RUN!

She hurried up to me, and smiled at the big bundle I had interrupted.

"Sorry, Marcus... First year sister, carry on, carry on..."

They all gave her an amused look, but listened. Scary in itself, I know.

"What are you Doing?" She moaned, clutching her hear in one hand.

Well, duh, what does it look like?

Being sensible and getting help! Earghhh!

I know, another shock. My life seems to be made up of them.

"I was asking for directions to History, as me and my friends;-" I signalled to the other three, they walked over nervously. "- got lost, so I was being sensible so we wouldn't be late,"

The other three all nodded. It was like a nodding convention.

"Okay, but you mustn't go around harassing other students, especailly ones I know!" she exclaimed.

I don't harass people!

"She ignored my most indignant look and carried on talking.

"- If you need help, ask me or a prefect. I will walk you there, so you don't embarrass yourself any further,"

And with that she took me by the arm (remind me, brain, to disinfectent it later) and dragged me in the opposit diarection Emma took us.

Lily and Marlene looked at each other before following, and Emma just casually walked next to me, like it is perfectly normal to have the head girl escort you around.

Now I was embarrassed.

Thank Goodness I didn't see anyone i know. I would melt.

...

Finally, after ten minutes of walking in silence being led around, we reached a corridor. But this time it wasn't the originaln one. Phew.

"Go down there, turn LEFT and stand next to the first door. Go." said 'Livvy.

How very mature.

And with that, she turned and left.

Huh.

Snobby girl she is too.

As soon as she was out of sight and hearing (I hope she was, anyway) all four of us burst out laughing, and went the way we had been directed.

"Is that your sister?" Lily choked.

"Yep. Strange, Isn't she?" I grimaced in return.

This seemed to make Emma laugh more - she started to choke and splutter. I walloped her on the back and she resurfaced, glaring.

More Payback!

"Oh good, I thought she was a random stranger, How wierd would that be!" Lily exclaimed, and she and Marlene almost fell over laughing again.

Emma rubbed her back, still glaring. Grumpy sod.

Once Lily and Marlene had recovered, we went and stood outside the door to the LEFT.

I don't know why 'Liv said it like that, she must think I'm mad.

Bit Rich.

There were already a reasonable amount of Ravenclaws (we have it at the same time) in there, so we walked straight in.

Professor Binns is soooooooo old.

All the desks were in little straight lines, and Lily made a beeline for the front. Emma, Malene and myself made a beeline to the back.

Lily froze halfway, looked round to see where we were, then blushed, and followed. Hahaaa, I'm brilliant!

Infront of us sat Frank, Lance, Dominic, Remus and Sirius. I popped myself down directly behind the latter and imbetween Lily and Marly.

I might call her that, just to be irritating. Its all fun.

James came in with Peter a few minutes later, glared at us at the back and sat at the very front on the only double desk in the room. Huh, we all had a row. Wheyyyy!

Slaggy and Co. came in last, and looked rather annoyed at the few seats left, spaced round the room. Eventually she decided to sit next to a tall Ravenclaw with minion #1, and minion #2 sat near Potter.

Binns started with a register, almost fell asleep halfway through, then started blabbering about some ridiculously early time in history.

I look up.

What a surprise, he still is!

Lance appears to have fallen asleep. His head is mysteriously nodding off near Frank's shoulder. Frank does not appear to be happy.

Only two people are taking notes - Lily (shocker!) and Remus.

James and Peter are passing notes. The Ravenclaws are trying to listen (key word there is 'Trying')

S&Co. are applying makeup. They look like tangerines.

I'm doing something more productive.

Like drawing Lily. And Marlene. And Emma. And Sirius, who has also fallen asleep.

I can hear him snoring.

Haha, Remus just elbowed him! He sounds like a pig trying to wake up now!

I put my head back on the dest and start counting the burns on this table. There are actually loads, it looks like someone attacked it.

A loud snort has (again) interrupted my thoughts.

It's Lance! His head falls forwars onto the table, and continues to sleep.

Frank does not look happy.

Ohhhh, I am so BORED.

HELP.

ME.

AN; Hey everyone, bit of a late update, but oh well. Here it is. Thanks to the two lovely reviewers,lynemzho and mitsuhiko1998, and adds to favourites! really made my day :D The more reviews, the merrier I get!
Also, I was thinking of doing small parts of chapters in someone elses view, I.E Sirius' Sorting, Th eboys Dorms where Remus got annoyed, etcetc.
What do you think?
Review me an answer!
Thanks!

~Wolffe41