~*~ Ann's POV~*~

I pack my trunk, glancing around to make sure I haven't forgotten anything when I see the book that James, Remus, Sirius and I have been reading from. Stupid thing will only let us read so much until it decides that we have something that we need to do in order to further ourselves and our magic. Though, it was rather useful in helping the guy achieve their animagus transformations. And it helped Remus be able to communicate with Moony better, so I guess it's not all bad. I throw it into my trunk and close it. Sitting on the lid, I glance around the room again, making sure, once more, that I haven't left anything out.

"Hey Grimwood?"

"Yeah?"

"Have you seen my hairclip? The silver one?" Evans asks.

I roll my eyes, "Accio Evans's silver hair clip!"

The clip flies from the top of her wardrobe and lands in my hand. I toss it to her and she blushes.

"Forgot again?"

"Yes."

"You'll get used to it eventually," I smile, "Besides, this is your fifth full year of knowing about magic. I think it's perfectly normal to forget once in a while."

Evans smiles at me, "I guess you're right. Severus always teases me about it."

And that's when things become kind of awkward. I wasn't there at the time, too busy helping Rowan with a question he had about Runes, but from what I heard, there was a confrontation between James and Sirius and Snape and Evans. James and Sirius were being little berks to Snape, Snape sent a spell that cut James's cheek. Things progressed from there until Evans tried to step in. And that's when Snape called Evans a mudblood. She was mad for a while and then started to cool down. It had seemed like they were going to patch up their friendship until one of Snape's "friends" called Evans a mudblood and he hadn't done anything about it. Now he was apparently acting depressed enough that the Marauders haven't pranked him, yet he won't apologise and Evans is still mad.

I give myself a mental shake and smile, "Of course I'm right, I am Ann the Great! Now, shall we get down to the Great Hall for breakfast before leaving on the train?"

Evans nods when her stomach growls and the both of us start the long descent to the Great Hall. We end up discussing something that Flitwick had mentioned in charms the other day. Someone was trying to invent a spell that would work better than lumos.

"I just don't see the point in trying to beat a dead horse," I say, shaking my head.

Evans rolls her eyes, "You don't get it. If this works, then it could do wonders to the charms world. Just think of all the practical applications!"

"But why would we need a container for a lumos charm? Why would we need to place it into something that can be turned on and off?" I ask, slightly amused because I know what she's thinking of.

"Have you ever seen a lamp from the muggle world? You can turn it on and off no problem and there's no need for wand waving or anything like that. Plus it doesn't matter your age or ability," Lily says, "If someone were able to make a spell that would be able to be placed into containers, then that means it could be done to other spells."

I chuckle as we walk into the Great Hall. Sitting across from each other, I watch as she grabs some toast and butters it. I take a drink of coffee and frown.

"The problem with that is that some people will see it as too close to the muggle world." I hold up a hand, stopping her comment, "I'm not one of those people. I see where the idea has merit, but I also know things that you don't realise about the wizarding world. It is already possible for us to make balls of light, but it is something that not many people do."

"Why not?"

"It's seen as a childish sort of thing."

Evans tilts her head, the question obvious on her face.

"Most children raised in a wizarding family learn it. No one knows how, especially since most adults forget how to cast them, but a lot of people think that the children figure it out on instinct. Since most adults forget how to cast them, they don't see the point in a spell like that," I explain.

Evans frowns, "So because they've forgotten something, that means that it's less important? Just because it's something that children do, they don't see the point in it?"

I shrug, "Not everyone is like that, luckily, but they tend to be the minority. And it doesn't help that most of the old families in power do not care for the whims of children. It's understandable to a point, after all, what do children really understand about running a nation of magic users, but there are views that children have that the adults really should learn to listen to."

"If only someone could explain that to them."

I smile, hold my hand out, palm up, and conjure a ball of purple light. Evans's eyes grow wide as she looks at it, then looks at me, her emerald eyes shining.

"As cliché as it sounds, we will be able to at some point. Right now we have to be content learning."

Evans blinks, "Could you teach me that?"

~+~Sirius's POV~+~

Throwing the last of my things into my trunk, I close the lid and glance around the room. Finding nothing left, I lock the trunk and set it next to the door, next to Remus's trunk. I lean against the wall, my hands immediately going into the pockets of my jeans as I think about what I am going to do for the summer. I don't know where to go or what to do. I've effectively run away from home, and by now mother has probably blasted me off the tapestry like she did with Andromeda. There aren't very many relatives who would have taken me in, even when I was still a member of the family. Not many of the Blacks like me.

"There's always Uncle Alphard," I mutter.

"Uncle Alphard for what?" James asks, walking from the bathroom with his toiletries.

"A place to live during the holidays."

James looks confused, "What do you mean? You're living with me."

"Really? Your mum and dad won't mind?"

"Mind? Bloody hell mate, they've practically adopted you as their own!" James says, dumping his things in his trunk.

I smile as I realise that I was being an idiot. Then again, the Potters have always been known for being a family full of surprises. Practically adopting the runaway of a Dark family is probably the least surprising thing they've done. I run a hand along the back of my neck and help James pack his trunk. After that's finished we start toward the Great Hall, hoping that they'll still be serving breakfast.

"So do you think we should bring Boyer onto the team?" James asks, "She's a good keeper, but I don't know if she's able to do something without whining."

I shrug, "She is a good player, and she's pretty decent looking in the uniform, but she whines so bloody much."

"If you think she whines too much, then she's definitely bad," James says, giving a Cheshire grin.

"Oh shut up."

James laughs and my eyes narrow. A moment later, James gives a yelp and holds his arm and I grin.

"Don't bruise the goods!" James rubs his arm, faux scowl on his face.

"What goods? You have arms as thin as twigs." I smirk, "Besides, I didn't hit that hard Jamesie."

James glares, "Don't. Call. Me. JAMSIE!"

"Why not?" I pinch his cheek, "Poor Jamsie, is big bad Sirius picking on you?"

"You know," James says with a grin, "You sound a lot like your cousin Bellatrix when you do that."

I glare at him as we enter the Great Hall, "That's a low blow."

"I've warned you before."

"Still! It's not fair."

"Sorry."

"No you're not."

"Obviously."

I sit down next to Ann, still glaring at James, "Ann, James is picking on me."

"You're a big boy, take care of it yourself."

"Can I bite him?"

"No."

"But-"

"Unless you want the muzzle to come out, no."

I pout at Ann, and then finally notice that Evans is sitting across from her, watching James and me with barely disguised disgust. I smile at her before grabbing a waffle and some bacon and pouring some pumpkin juice.

"Ok, so if you don't want Boyer," I say, turning back to James, "who would you want?"

James snaps out of staring at Evans, "Er…I was thinking of someone else, but I don't think that they'll take it."

"Why not?"

"They don't like to play Quidditch, but are really good at it and flying."

I frown, thinking of people in Gryffindor who are good at both flying and Quidditch, but don't like them. I can only think of two people. One who just doesn't care to play, and the other who would rather be caught dead than actually play.

"Better go with Boyer," I tell him as I turn back to my breakfast. He sighs and pushes his eggs around on his plate before spiking a few and placing them in his mouth. Noticing a twitch in Evans's finger, I quickly wrap the remainder of my bacon in my waffle before stepping back from the table.

"All right! What's wrong with you?" she snaps, turning to James.

James's eyebrows come together and he looks rather confused, "I beg your pardon?"

"You've been sitting here for fifteen minutes and haven't done anything remotely annoying," Evans says, "What happened?"

"If you want me to be annoying, I can be," James says, his eyebrows lifting, "But I'd rather not because it's a nice day out and I'm really not in the mood to greet my mother with spotted skin or antlers."

Evans's eyes narrow and she stands from the table, "Thank you Grimwood. I hope you'll be able to teach me that trick in the fall."

Ann nods, "Sure, just remind me when we get back."

Evans gives her a grin before turning on her heel and leaving the Hall. I sit back down and look at Ann with raised eyebrows.

"What?"

"Since when have you and Evans been on friendly terms?"

"Since she realised that I'm not as bad as she thought," Ann says, giving a small shrug.

James smiles, "Well, maybe I can do the same thing."

I bite my lip, not wanting to ruin his mood by telling him that I really don't think that is likely.

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We are pleased to report the following OWL scores for James C. Potter:

Astronomy- Average

Care of Magical Creatures: Exceeds Expectations

Charms- Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts- Outstanding

Divination- Dreadful

Herbology- Outstanding

History of Magic- Average

Potions- Outstanding

Transfiguration- Outstanding

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We are pleased to report the following OWL scores for Sirius O. Black:

Astronomy- Exceeds Expectations

Charms- Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts- Outstanding

Divination- Dreadful

Herbology- Exceeds Expectations

History of Magic- Dreadful

Muggle Studies- Outstanding

Potions- Outstanding

Transfiguration- Outstanding

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We are pleased to report the following OWL scores for Remus J. Lupin:

Ancient Ruins- Outstanding

Astronomy- Outstanding

Care of Magical Creatures- Outstanding

Charms- Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts- Outstanding

Herbology- Outstanding

History of Magic- Outstanding

Potions- Exceeds Expectations

Transfiguration- Outstanding

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We are pleased to report the following OWL scores for Peter A. Pettigrew:

Astronomy- Exceeds Expectations

Care of Magical Creatures- Average

Charms- Exceeds Expectations

Defense Against the Dark Arts- Average

Divination- Average

Herbology- Outstanding

History of Magic- Outstanding

Potions- Average

Transfiguration- Exceeds Expectations

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We are pleased to report the following OWL scores for Lily D. Evans:

Ancient Ruins- Outstanding

Arithmancy- Outstanding

Astronomy- Outstanding

Charms- Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts- Outstanding

Herbology- Outstanding

History of Magic- Outstanding

Potions- Outstanding

Transfiguration- Exceeds Expectations

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We are pleased to report the following OWL scores for Annalisa A. Grimwood:

Ancient Ruins- Outstanding

Arithmancy- Outstanding

Astronomy- Exceeds Expectations

Charms- Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts- Outstanding

Herbology- Exceeds Expectations

History of Magic- Dreadful

Potions- Exceeds Expectations

Transfiguration- Outstanding

AN/ I know, two updates in a short amount of time, but please don't die of shock. Anyway, I understand that the OWL results may seem a little odd or at least stacked to make all of the characters seem incredibly smart, but I think they all would have been. Would they apply themselves in class? Probably not, excepting Remus and Lily, but that doesn't mean that they aren't intelligent. Thank you to those who have reviewed/favorite-ed/alerted/read!