This is the final chapter before Hogwarts. SO, after reading this chapter, PM or review with votes on who the Chosen One should be. You get two votes, but you can't vote for the same person twice. All the OC's are on my bio. Also, I'm looking for a beta reader.

David's POV

The minute David McCabe stepped into the Leaky Cauldron, his friends began trying to catch his attention. It was rather hard to miss them; Ben, the short, shy bookworm, was waving his books over his head in an attempt to become taller. Next to him, Erin was jumping up and down, her green hair bouncing. David grinned, moving over to their table.

He hugged Erin quickly, pulling away when he felt Ben's eyes on his back. David had liked Erin since last year. She wasn't a classic beauty, but she had her own type of beautiful. She was as tall as David, with green hair- yes, you read that right, GREEN hair- and warm brown eyes. She was shy around most people, but with her friends, she practically bounced off the walls.

Ben was a complete contradiction to Erin- he was short, with thick brown hair and glasses. He loved to learn, was shy, and had almost been placed in Ravenclaw. David rounded out the trio- he had white spiky hair and brown eyes, and was always a gentleman. He never got mad, and he was the most loyal friend you could ask for. All three of them were third year Hufflepuffs, and they'd been best friends since day one.

"Drinks?" Tom asked, looking down at them. All three of them jumped.

"Uh, yeah," Erin said, recovering from the shock. "Could we have butter beers?"

Tom nodded, holding out his hand for money. David quickly pulled out his wallet, ignoring his friends' protests. His mother, Sandra Black, was an Egyptian Black, and while he wasn't arrogant, he was fairly wealthy.

"How was your summer?" Ben asked. "Did you go to Egypt?"

"Not this time," David replied. His parents had been talking about taking him to Egypt so that he could learn more about Egyptian magic, but they hadn't had the chance this summer. "Did you guys do anything interesting?"

"My dad got me an internship at the bank where he works," Ben said. "He wants me to go into Muggle accounting."

"Seriously?" Erin laughed. "Did you tell him you wanted to go into Wizard accounting?"

"No, of course not," Ben defended himself. "There's actually not that much difference between Muggle accounting and Wizard accounting, and I didn't want to hurt his feelings."

"Well, there's the fact that the Wizard bank is run by goblins," David pointed out. "Muggle bankers may be short, but they're not that ugly."

"You should see my dad's secretary," Ben muttered. Just then, Tom reappeared with their butter beers. Ben raised his glass. "To ugly secretaries and goblins!" He proposed. The goblins sitting behind him glared fiercely at him.

Jake's POV:

The first thing Jake Scott heard as he stepped through the brick doorway was the sound of fighting. He looked around quickly, trying to determine where it was coming from. He hurried down a side street, pulling out his wand. Then he saw the fight- a bunch of fifth-year Slytherins against a boy with too-long black hair, thin black glasses, and blue eyes. Jake sighed, recognizing his best friend, Julius. Then he moved backwards, pulling something out of his pocket. He tossed a pinch of black powder towards the boys fighting, and with a loud bang, it was suddenly pitch-black.

Julius Rosenberg stepped out from the black cloud to join his friend, who simply glanced at him before turning to walk away, knowing he'd follow. "So, who were they?" Jake asked casually. "Did you actually know any of them?"

"They were insulting muggleborns, and they were idiots," Julius responded. "That's all I needed to know. I didn't actually attack first though."

"Yeah, you're not that much of an idiot," Jake remarked.

"Well, I did get into Ravenclaw," Julius said. "Then again, if you did, most people could." The two friends constantly talked smack to each other, but they were practically inseparable. They were extremely similar- both came from pure-blood families, but liked Muggles and Muggleborns, and they weren't arrogant at all. Neither could stand it when people insulted Muggleborns, and they were both extremely smart. Besides that, there were the physical differences- they were both average height, with shoulder length hair. Julius' was black, and Jake's brown, but both knew it made them look ruggedly handsome- girls loved it. And speaking of girls...

"Did you two get in a fight?" A familiar voice called. They turned around to see Rosalia, Valeraine, and Aliza sitting outside Fortescue's. Rosalia, who'd asked the question, arched an eyebrow at them.

"How'd you know?" Julius asked, confused.

"You have a bit of dirt on your nose," the Gryffindor informed him smugly.

"It's not dirt," Julius muttered, shooting a dirty look at Jake. Jake simply grinned, going over to sit next to Valeraine- he'd had a crush on her for ages.

"Go sit by Rosalia," Valeraine protested, tucking her dark blue hair behind her ear. "There's no space over here."

"Julius is sitting next to Rosie," Jake smirked.

"No, he's not," Valeraine retorted. "No one is."

"Well, I bet he will," Jake said with a wink at Julius, who promtly turned red.

"What am I, chopped liver?" Aliza asked.

"Of course not, Lizzie," Jake assured her. "You're just not Vallie or Rosie."

"Oh, that helps," Aliza snorted. "And don't call me that. Or them, either. Honestly, what kind of name is Vallie?"

"My aunt is named Vallie," Jake informed her, working hard to keep his face straight.

"Oh my gosh, really?" Aliza asked, forgetting to be sarcastic for a moment.

Jake finally grinned. "Nope, I don't have any aunts." He popped the "p".

"Oh Merlin," Aliza threw up her hands, barely missing Julius' head. "Boys are impossible."

Valeraine leaned around Jake to stare at her. "Are you seriously just now figuring this out?"

Bethany's POV;

Bethany Mason took a deep breath as she stepped into the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley- and immediately stopped to gawk at what appeared to be a Cyclops. "Bethany, come on," her father snapped. "We don't have a lot of time. Look, Roxy's already at Flourish and Blott's." Bethany rolled her eyes; her father was almost always disappointed in her, but he thought her older sister Roxy was the perfect child. Roxy had already graduated from Hogwarts, and had a job at the Ministry working for their dad.

Bethany, on the other hand, was vivacious, talkative, and a prankster. Most people at Hogwarts, including the teachers, knew her for getting in trouble. She was small, with long brown hair that she normally tied back and wide hazel eyes. She was also always talking- her friends called her "the Bethany Channel." Her parents were constantly scolding her, but it went in one ear and out the other.

Take right now, for example. Bethany was tuning her parents out as she searched for a way to escape them. Finally, she spotted it- one of her friends was walking into the Quidditch store.

"I'm really sorry, but I gotta go," Bethany lied, turning back to her parents and interrupting her mother. "I forgot- I promised my friend I'd meet him today. I'm late, I gotta run, love ya, bye!" She dashed off, her long ponytail swinging behind her. "Nathan!" She yelled. "Nate, wait up!" Nathan Ivens turned to face her, looking confused. Then he grinned and swept her up in a bear hug.

"Bethie!" He laughed as she struggled to breathe. Eventually, she gave up and kicked him in the shin. "Oh, sorry. Wait, did you make captain?"

"Course I did, and I made Head Girl too," Bethany grinned, flashing him her badges. Both of them were 7th year Ravenclaws, and at the end of 6th year they hadn't been sure which one of them would become the captain. "I mean, what did you expect? Everyone knows Seekers make better captains than Keepers."

"James Astor's been the Gryffindor Captain for the last two years, and he's a Keeper," Nathan pointed out.

"He doesn't count," Bethany grinned. "He's hot."

"Why, Bethie, you wound me," Nathan said with a faux-pout. He was definitely a ladies' man. He'd even asked out Bethany once or twice, but that had never worked out. They functioned best as friends.

"Anyways, idiot," Bethany rolled her eyes yet again. "Let's go check out brooms before my parents find me. Did you see the Nimbus 2000?"

"Better, I own it," Nathan smirked. "I saved my pocket money all summer to convince my parents, and then they bought it for me for my birthday."

Bethany laughed, more from the shock than from actual amusement. "Are you serious? It only came out, like, a month ago. Only a few professional teams have it! How's it fly?"

"Like a dream," Nathan replied, holding the door open for her.

Callie's POV;

"Hey, uh, Claire?" Callie Parker looked down to see a girl standing in front of her, holding a Hogwarts supply list. "Is your name Claire?"

"No, I'm Callie," she responded, smiling at the younger girl. "Do you need help finding something?"

"Yeah, I have absolutely no idea where to find half this stuff," she replied. "Where are the Divination books?"

"Over there," Callie pointed to the corner, brushing her light brown hair back. "Next to all the foreign magic books. Is this your first year taking Divination?"

"Yes," she said, pulling down a book. "I'm Alexandra Nott, by the way."

"I thought you were Slytherin's Ice Queen?" Callie asked. "I mean, from what I've heard, you don't seem like you'd normally talk to a Hufflepuff."

"Don't always believe what you hear," Alexandra murmured. She tucked a loose strand of black hair back into her braid, blinking innocent green eyes up at Callie. "You can't be simply a sweet Hufflepuff, after all. Don't you have some dirty crush on someone?"

"No," Callie said, her own green eyes widening. Her red cheeks gave her away, and Alexandra grinned. "Should a third year really be thinking this stuff?"

"You're evading my question," Alexandra smirked, and Callie saw how she got her reputation. "Denial's not just a river in Egypt."

"Do you need help with anything else?" Callie asked. She was starting to get uncomfortable- she normally only talked to her friends Nathan and Bethany.

"Nah, I'm good," Alexandra grinned. "See you at Hogwarts!"

so, I need a beta reader...hint hint...also, VOTING TIME! You guys get to decide who the Chosen One is. You can vote for your own OC, two votes per person, no voting on the same OC twice. Voting closes Tuesday night, my time. All OC's have been introduced and are in my profile. Vote through reviews or PM's.