Author's Note: Yay for Chapter Two! Hope that you enjoy it! :)

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When the train stops at the platform, Anya and the boys look at each other with a grin and Fred asks, "Same time, same place?"

"Definitely!" the others chorus and they quickly excavate themselves from the compartment and separate into two groups: One of the twins and Lee, who always ride in a carriage to the school together and Anya on her own to find a suitable coach mate that will not annoy her too much before she can get out.

After a few minutes she spots another of her housemates and quickly gets behind her. "Mind if I share a carriage with you, Hailey?" The girl's long blonde hair looks almost silvery in the moonlight as she turns around grabs Anya's hand firmly, tugging her along to a carriage and chattering all the way.

"Do you have to ask? I was looking for you on the train then saw you with some Gryffindors. What were you doing in a compartment with that lot, for?" Anya smiles widely, letting Hailey pulls her into the carriage and not even getting a chance to respond to the question before Hailey continues. "I mean, I know that Lee is fanciable but really! Why wouldn't you want to be with your best friend? Have you got any news over the summer about what's happening? The Daily Prophet has been rather nasty toward Harry Potter. It's getting to where it's worse than the rag articles like Witch Weekly writes. Honestly!" When she takes that moment to breath, Anya cuts in.

"No, I haven't gotten any news! The last thing that I heard was what Dumbledore told us at the end of term last year. I don't get the paper and neither does the orphanage. By the way you are talking, I guess that the prophet doesn't believe anything that Dumbledore told us?" Anya didn't mention sitting with the twins. It wouldn't have been worth her time anyway. Hailey's mind had very temporarily pondered that thought out loud and continued on to something else. She might come back to it later…but then again she might not.

"No, the prophet and the Minister for Magic keep saying that Dumbledore has been losing his marbles. He has been chucked out of the Wizengamot and the International Confederation of Wizards for what he has been saying, and he was high up in both of those, if not the highest. I can never tell politics properly." Hailey shoves some of her blonde hair behind her as she finishes her explanation and two more people enter the carriage. To Anya's dismay, it's two other Ravenclaws, Roger Davies and Marietta Edgecombe, whom she really can't stand. Now they were a pair! They were seen together quite often, when Marietta wasn't with her best friend Cho Chang, but never seemed to be anything more than friends, which was a right shame because Anya wouldn't have anything to do with Roger romantically but he kept trying with her.

"Hello Anya, how was your summer?" Roger asks immediately after sitting down opposite her and stretching his legs out so that his knees bump gently against her own. She pushes herself back in her seat as far as possible in order to get further away from the touch. She really didn't understand his fascination with her as she was quite ordinary to look at. She specifically made herself that way to turn other people off of her, with the exception of the twins, Lee, and Hailey, who really don't care. Roger just seemed like he was out to shag every girl and their sister so Anya wouldn't give him the time of day.

"Peachy," Anya replies and rudely turns away from Roger and back to Hailey who was hiding a grin, knowing how much that Anya despises Roger Davies. "So Hailey, how were your O.W.L. results? Are you going to be able to take everything that you would like to?"

Hailey's face stays just as bright as ever despite the fact that she can't continue with Herbology. "Nah! I won't be able to continue my Herbology class because I got a P. However, Defence Against the Dark Arts was an A, Potions was an A, Care of Magical Creatures was an O, Study of Ancient Runes was an A, Transfiguration was an E, Charms was an A, and Astronomy and History of Magic were both a D.

"You know, sometimes I really do wonder why the sorting hat put me in Ravenclaw. I don't think that I really am that brilliant, which seems to be a unique quality in our house. What did you get?"

Instead of just spouting off about her classes, Anya pulls out her results and hands them to Hailey to view. Roger and Marietta didn't need to see what she got. Anya has a photographic memory though, and can remember exactly how the results were outlined:

Astronomy – O

Charms – A

Defence Against the Dark Arts – E

Herbology – O

History of Magic – T

Potions – O

Transfiguration – E

Care of Magical Creatures – A

Study of Ancient Runes – O

Hailey hands the letter back to Anya with a sigh. "Eight O.W.L.'s. I am so jealous of you! I really wanted to continue Herbology, too! So what are you planning on continuing with? You can pretty much go for anything that you would like except for History of Magic. I plan on going for Care of Magical Creatures, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, and Charms. Don't really want to take anything else that I passed. Ancient Runes was great but I don't really fancy doing any more of it."

Knowing that Roger would listen in so that he would be in as many of the same classes as she was in, Anya didn't respond with what she really wanted to take but instead said, "I'm going to talk to Flitwick about my options. I still am not sure what I want to do after graduation." Roger bumps his knee into hers rather hard and she turns to look at him, trying her best to have no emotion on her face when she does so. "Yes?"

"Just thought that you would like to know, I think you would make a good housewife," he says then waggles his eyebrows at her suggestively. Anya sighs, knowing that it has already begun and turns her eyes back to him. The carriage stops at the front door to the castle.

Anya stands up and before she steps down she looks directly at Roger and says sweetly, "I wouldn't be your housewife in a million years, Davies. I won't be another of the girls who puts a notch on your bedpost." Then, without looking back, she steps down from the carriage and walks into the entrance hall, feeling Hailey grab onto her elbow shortly after so that they don't get separated.

Once inside, they both quickly go to the Ravenclaw table and following Anya's lead, sit at the end, with Anya on the edge and Hailey right beside her. "So tell me! Do you know what classes that you want to take or were you just saying that to avoid answering in front of Davies?" See? Hailey can be smart when she wants to.

"Oh, I know what classes I'm going to take. I don't want Davies deciding that he is going to take the same ones that I am so that he can pester me more is all. I'm taking everything that I passed except Care of Magical Creatures. Obviously, I won't be taking History of Magic because I didn't even come close to passing that. Magical creatures are alright but I don't fancy learning anything else on that front. I can learn just about as much from a book or from asking you!" She grins widely at Hailey, knowing how much she really did care for magical creatures of all shapes and sizes, though give her a plant and she would let it die rather take care of it. Something to do with dirt and bugs and nasty things, though Anya thought there were just as many nasty things *cough*Blast-Ended Skrewts*cough* in the world of magical creatures.

"Aww! I wish you would be taking Care of Magical Creatures with me," Hailey pouts but perks back up right away. "Besides, it looks like Grubbly-Plank will be teaching us this year." Anya looks up at the staff table in surprise and notices that yes, Professor Grubbly-Plank is present and Hagrid is not. While looking, she also glances around for another new face to see who would be teaching them Defence Against the Dark Arts and the only person that she could see who isn't directly known to her is a squat little woman that looks like a toad.

"Do you know who that woman is? The one that looks remarkably like a toad?" Hailey, who had turned her attention away from the staff table upon noticing that Grubbly-Plank is there, looks back and frowns as she notices the woman for the first time.

"No clue, mate. Must be the new teacher though, right? According to everything that has been said, Professor Moody was an imposter who kept the real Moody locked away. Doubt that the real Moody will want to teach this year and they definitely will not let the imposter teach another year." Hailey bites her lip while contemplating the head table.

"You know, Anya," says Marietta as she sits down across from Hailey with Cho sitting in front of Anya, "Roger wouldn't try so hard for you if you would give him a chance." Marietta looks at Anya with icy eyes, resting her elbow on the table and her head in her hand. "I don't see why you give him such a hard time, really. He is amazingly rich and he is on the Quidditch team. Maybe if you date him, you might be noticed by other people instead of being looked over so often."

Anya scoffs and turns her attention deliberately away from Marietta, looking over at the Hufflepuff table in boredom. "Thank you for the advice, Marietta. Seeing as you won't even date him, when you obviously fancy him so badly, why should I take it?" Anya really had no patience for Marietta. For many people at all, actually. Mainly, she stuck with Hailey, Fred, George, and Lee. "Besides, I like being overlooked."

This time Marietta snorts. She opens her mouth to speak but is interrupted by the sound of the door opening behind them and the first years filing in to be sorted. Anya hadn't even noticed that Professor McGonagall had come in with the stool and sorting hat. Marietta scowls at Anya but faces towards the front as the hat open up and starts its new song.

Anya listens to the song, chewing on her lip as the words sink in. The hat talks of uniting with the houses and how everyone is in danger, basically warning everyone that if they stay separated then they will come to a terrible end. Anya hadn't heard it give any warnings before and thinks this weird. She ponders the warnings and what they could mean while the new pupils are sorted. It must be that the hat hears quite a lot of information from the Headmaster's office and forms its song throughout the year. She had seen it in there, after all. Once in her first year she was taken to Dumbledore's office for trying to cause Fred's hair to fall out. It hadn't worked. She had somehow broken the magical ceiling in the Great Hall instead and received a month's worth of detentions for it.

Anya winces as an elbow prods her in the ribs and she comes back to attention to realise that Dumbledore has already started his speech. She doesn't know how much she missed but she caught the name Professor Umbridge and that she will be teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts. As she really starts paying attention to more than just few words that she caught, Dumbledore stops speaking and turns to look at the toady teacher. Apparently, the woman was standing up to make her own speech. In the middle of Dumbledore's. Anya frowns and immediately dislikes the woman with her rudeness.

Now, Anya could be rude, but she didn't interrupt people in the middle of their own speeches no matter what and nobody interrupts Professor Dumbledore. As the new professor addresses them all as children, Anya groans and puts her head down on the table in front of her. She was not going to listen to whatever speech that the woman was going to make. She knew that she probably should but she really couldn't show the slightest respect to someone who treats them as though they are not worthy of even sitting in the same room.

Hailey pats her shoulder consolingly and continues to listen to the woman. Anya would ask her later or tomorrow what the hell the woman was going on about so that she will know the key points that were being made. That is how Hailey is: Listening, despite the fact that she may feel the person doesn't deserve it. How else will Hailey be able to turn words against someone if she doesn't know exactly what is said? Across from them Cho and Marietta start talking like normal and Anya lets her mind wander.

Suddenly, that horrible voice stops and unbeknownst to many of the students in the hall (the teachers were obviously paying attention to their new colleague) the horrible woman has finished with her speech and Professor Dumbledore is standing once more. Professor Dumbledore politely thanks the woman for her words and continues on to talk about Quidditch try-outs and Hailey turns her attention to Anya, who looks back up expectantly.

"Did that hag have anything important to say that I need to know about?" Anya asks with a disgusted look on her face. Surely she didn't really have anything important to say, but it would be a good idea to know what the woman is planning.

"I don't know how important it is, but it is apparent that the Ministry is trying to take more of a stance at Hogwarts. She only got this position because Professor Dumbledore couldn't find a teacher in time. That is another thing that you missed with not being able to get the news. The Ministry has put through some decrees recently that effect quite a lot. I'll have to finish telling you about them another time because I don't remember them all right now." Dumbledore finishes and everyone stands up and starts moving towards the doors and Anya follows suit, staying with Hailey.

"Are you going off, like usual?" Hailey asks once they reach the marble staircase.

"Of course! What would a new term be without my usual first night walk through the castle?" Anya always meets with the twins on the first night of school. They have a secret place that they like to go to catch up on things and this year wouldn't be any different.

Once they reach the top of the marble staircase, Hailey follows the most normal path to Ravenclaw Tower and Anya detours to a shortcut that most people think will lead to the common room but that actually takes her to the meeting place. About ten minutes later, she is outside the tapestry that hides the entrance and she slips inside. There isn't anyone else there yet but she expects that. The twins would probably go to their common room first then meet her here.

She pulls out her wand and lights it, looking around. This used to be a tunnel that led to Hogsmeade but it collapsed some time during her first year here so they (Fred, George, and herself) use it as a meeting point every year at the start of term. Anya follows the tunnel until she reaches where the collapse happened and takes a seat on one of the dusty stones at the edge while she waits for the twins.

For some reason she has a bad feeling about this year. To calm herself, she squints her eyes and changes a few of her appearances: darkening her skin tone, changing her hair colour, making the shape of her eyes almond-shaped like Cho's then going back again. Before long while she is in the process of this, the twins come in and just stand there watching her. She heard them come in so takes a short amount of time to fix herself back right with brown hair and her normal pale skin then opens her eyes and grins widely at the two red-heads standing in front of her.

"I will never not be jealous of you being able to do that," says Fred as he walks forward and holds out his hand for Anya to grab hold of. She takes his hand and lets him pull her up into his arms, wrapping her own around him and resting her head on his chest. She reaches a hand out to George and he takes it, joining in on the hug.

"Yeah, well, you can't have everything you want, right? You have great brains, you are both awesome at magic, and the best beaters around so to give you metamorphmagus powers would make things too simple for you," she teases him and feels the resulting rumble in his chest of laughter.

"You could be on the Ravenclaw team if you tried out, though," says George, leaning his head down and kissing the top of hers.

Anya snorts and says, "Why would I want to spend any more time with Roger Davies than I have to? He already seems half-way obsessed with me."

"Do you want us to make sure he knows to leave you alone?" asks George above her and she knows that they are looking at each other and sharing thoughts like only twins can do.

"Nah," Anya shrugs. "I know how to take care of him. The only thing that he has ever done is ask me out, ask me why I won't go out with him, and try to be near me as often as possible to get more opportunities to ask me out. He's harmless, especially when you throw in that he will likely be dating someone before the end of the school day tomorrow." Anya leans back into George's chest so that she can look at Fred's face.

He seems like there have been many things on his mind recently and not all of them the happy-go-tricky thoughts that normally reside there and she raises her hand to wrap it around his neck. With very little effort she pulls his lips down to her own. The warmth engulfs her and she feels George behind her slip his hands, just as warm as Fred's lips, under her shirt to touch her belly and rub small circles there. She shivers in reaction to their touch and is glad that she is back where she belongs, with the people that she loves.