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eveemars87: I was waiting for the next chapter too... Too bad these things don't type themselves.

SuOneOkRock: While there is some backstory left to be revealed...Sirius and Remus are together so there's no Teddy. It's set to change from the middle of 5th year on. Cullens are coming up next!

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CHAPTER TWO: I Nearly Killed Someone, Don't Ya Mind?

The next morning found the teenagers sitting at the long bar overlooking the kitchen, waiting for breakfast from their stand-in fathers.

"Eat up guys, you leave in fifteen minutes." Said Sirius as he floated their plates towards them.

"Your schedules and bookbags are in the cars, so don't worry about that. Fred, George don't mutilate anyone, Luna be cool, Neville don't be shy, I don't really think any is going to eat you. Draco, don't sneer all day, try to be nice for a little while, and Harry please don't make any megalomaniac enemies." Instructed Remus with a fond smile.

The kids finished breakfast and said their goodbyes before making their way to the garage. Harry, Luna and Draco got into a silver 2010 GT mustang with Draco driving. Neville, Fred and George jumped into the black CJ-7 Jeep that George drove. They blasted their iPods during the short drive, and when they pulled into the parking lot they soon realized that they were not exactly Forks material.

Draco parked first and stepped out of the car looking gorgeous in light metallic blue button shirt, tucked into simple grey trousers and his customary dragon hide ankle boots. He was scowling at the muggles already.

Luna was out next and was pleasantly noticeable in her colorfully striped body con skirt and white shirt with flowy sleeves. Her hair was straight down the length of her back and her neck was adorned with a jumble of necklaces in peace with each other. Her eyes were drifting between alert and dreamy as she scanned the lot.

Harry jumped out of the backseat and smiled, excited for the day. He had his vision corrected during the summer to forego the glasses bigger and brighter. His hair was almost to his shoulders and still his normal tousled self. He wore a dark green V-neck shirt, dark jeans tucked into black with a British flag on the heel combat boots. On a long chain around his neck he had his parents' wedding rings resting on his chest as a bittersweet reminder.

George shut off the jeep and bounced out as the same time as Fred. They were matching as usual with jean jackets and wide striped long sleeve shirts, red and white for George, gold and white for Fred. It was all on top on tan corduroy pants and black Converse.

Fred opened the back door for Neville and helped him out of his seat, then swung an arm around the boy's shoulders. Neville was wearing a dark blue short sleeve shirt, a grey vest and medium wash jeans. He was clinging to Fred a little, still nervous despite Remus' reassurances.

Luna turned to the look at the boys and smiled. "Well, lets go make an entrance, yeah?" They all walked to the building, ignoring the light rain that the Englishmen were well acquainted with.

"So what do we have first guys?" Asked Harry, getting out his schedule.

"Well we're in the –"

"- senior class so –"

"- we won't have –"

"- many classes with –"

"- you ickle juniors."

Harry finally deciphered his schedule. "I have, what is this? Music history? Luna! Did you sign me up for music classes?" Asked Harry urgently.

"I told you Harry, you should learn."

Harry groaned and turned to Draco. "Do we have any classes together?"

"Cooking second, then art after that." Draco said ignoring Harry's groan. "Then Pre-Calculus and U.S. History. And we all have P.E. together seventh period."

"Well that's nice," said Neville sincerely. "Luna and I have math and history with you guys."

"Aright, fine. See you guys later, I'm off to find this music class." Grumbled the black haired boy.

"Trust me Harrison! You'll thank me!" Luna yelled at him.

"I'm only doing this because I trust you!" He yelled back and continued walking.

The classroom wasn't too hard to find, and as he walked in Harry saw that it was already half full. He found a desk in a corner by himself. The teacher was a young woman who was standing at the front of the room, tuning a violin.

"Edward," she called out as said boy walked in. "Can you get on the piano and help me?" The woman asked and he acquiesced. He played a short scale until her violin was perfect. "Alright class, my name is Miss Emerson, lets start with attendance."

Miss Emerson was 5'6" woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, her flowy skirt swirling around as she paced the classroom. His thoughts were stopped as she called out his name.

"Harrison Black, new kid, huh?"

"Um, yes. That's me." Harry said.

"Well get up here and introduce yourself!" The teacher was excited at the prospect of a new student in the small town.

Harry's eyes widened but he walked up to where she stood. "Um, hello. I'm Harrison Black, I'm from England. I came here with my four pseudo-brothers and sister and my dads."

"What kind of school did you go to before?" She asked kindly.

"We all went to a boarding school in Scotland."

"Why did you guys move here?" She asked unknowingly.

"Personal reasons," he said as his eyes darkened. "May I sit down?"

"Of course," she whispered in response to his cold demeanor. Then she turned to the rest of the class when Harry sat. "Now welcome to music history. Like the name says we'll be learning about music throughout the ages, starting with the Greeks. During the term you'll be working on a project with a partner; a presentation that focuses on one era. That will be your final. Now for today's lecture..."

The class continued and Harry stayed quiet, taking notes on Miss. Emerson's words. As the bell rang he was prepared to leave, but the teacher asked him to stay behind.

"I am sorry for prying Harrison, sometimes I just don't know where to draw the line." She started sincerely. "But I will tell you now, you can expect much worse from the other students here."

Harry was surprised, so far he expected her to be like another Snape, apparently not. "Oh, it's fine Prof- I mean Miss Emerson. Thank you for the advice." Even though he didn't really know what to make of it.

She laughed. "Yes we'll have to break your British formality," she said jokingly. "Now run off to class, don't want to be late." Harry waved goodbye and went to second where Draco was waiting.

AN: I was watching Cry play the Walking Dead game as I wrote this. Kinda puts ya off your tea when someone's head gets smashed in with a salt lick.

Chapter Title: Me by The 1975