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AN: OK, so this is chapter two. They're all around thirteen now. I would have skipped ahead further but I need to go by the HP books due to my plot I have to write the chapters to the timeline of the books. This chapter is set in the Prisoner of Azkaban. Reviews are appreciated! So, for everyone who reviews, favorites, alerts, or anything I'll thank them in an AN. So thank you to:

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According to the Glee wikis, Azimio's surname is Adams so that's what I am using in the story. However the wikis also said that his Nigerian roots were going to be explored (I only read this online. It's not definitely true) in season three so he was going to have a Nigerian surname…confusing kid, he is.

Azimio Adams and Quinn Fabray were sitting in the library. Azimio had been doing badly in most (all actually) of his classes recently and needed a tutor so Quinn offered to do it.

"So to conjure a patronus it's Expeto Patronus?" Azimio said confusedly. Quinn shook her head.

"No! For the tenth time, it's Expecto Patronum!" she corrected the Slytherin.

"Expeco Patronum?" Azimio tried. "Alright, I got it now. Can I try it with my wand?"

"Firstly, it's Ex-pec-to Patronum. Secondly, you can't use your wand until you can say it!" Quinn said slowly.

"Expecto Patronum?"

"Yes! Yes, you got it!" she congratulated falsely. It's not surprising he needs a tutor if it takes him so long to say two words right…she thought.

"So what's next?"

"Well here in the list of things you can't do written by your teachers…you can't cast Lumos." Quinn said reading the page. "Seriously?" God, how stupid can Azimio get? Does he need a brain transplant or something?

"It's because I'm black Fabray! Snape says I say all my Ss like Zs. I say Lomoz and nothing happens! Magic is racist. If it wasn't I'd be the most smartass wizard in this castle. Hermione Granger could suck on my ass." he defended.

"Well when your casting spells you have to pronounce the word right." Quinn told him. She was losing her patience with this dumbass and she never had much patience to begin with.

"Fine. Lomosss." Azimio said.

"No, no, no. Don't exaggerate the S. and it's Lumos, not Lomos." she sighed.

"Oh yeah; yeah, I knew that. LummUss!"

Quinn stared at him. Is he serious? She thought as she covered her face with her hands. This was going to take a while…

"Hey! Finn! What's this I'm hearing about you joining Homo Explosion?" Puck demanded.

"I joined Glee Club…what's so bad about it?" Finn said innocently.

"Hudson you know what's so bad about it! We slushie them for a reason. They're losers Finn and they are going to drag you down into the kingdom of Loserville." Puck said seriously.

"It's fun Puck. You'd love it. And you get into Mr. Schuester's good books." Finn told his friend.

"I don't care about Mr. Schue. I don't care if it's fun. I would not love it in any way. You gotta quit Finn." Puck ordered.

"I don't wanna. Rachel says I'm really good!" Finn defended himself.

Puck stared at him openmouthed in shock.

"You like Barry? Robyn Barry?" he asked furiously.

"Rachel, Rachel Berry." Finn corrected.

"Not the point Hudson! How in the world can you find a midget with a mouth almost as big as Sam's slightly attractive? She never shuts up! Q cast engorgio on her nose and mouth yesterday and after having a hissy fit Berry ranted on about disrespect to fellow human beings was disgraceful and shameful and a load of crap until everyone finished laughing and got bored and left." Puck stated smirking at the memory.

Finn shook his head.

"OK dude, we all know Q can be mean -"

"No, she can be insanely funny." Puck corrected cutting in. Finn ignored him and continued.

"Point is Rachel can be scary and a bit annoying at times but she's kinda cool, y'know?" Finn said to his friend.

"No, I don't know! She's not cool. She wouldn't be cool if she stopped wearing my grandma's clothes and got her vocal chords cut. Dude, instead of having a gossiping session here just do me a favor and quit Homo Explosion." Puck begged.

"Don't call Glee club that!" Finn snapped.

"Oh OK. So how does Homos Gone Wild sound?" Puck grinned.

Finn glared at him.

"Man, I'm being nice. I'm giving you a choice. It's either Homos Gone Wild or Homo Explosion. You decide before I decide for you." Puck said amusedly.

"Why do you assume everyone in it is gay?" Finn demanded.

"You're the only straight guy in it. Well your sexuality is actually being questioned now, so maybe not." Puck said.

"Artie -"

"Wheelchair guy doesn't count buddy. He can't feel the lower half of his body and last time I checked that's where the penis is located." Puck said.

"That's mean Noah." Finn scolded.

"So…your point is?"

"You're an ass."

"You sound like Santana and Quinn. And you took too long so your little gay-fest now goes by both the name Homo Explosion and Homos Gone Wild." Puck chuckled.

"How do I put up with you?" Finn sighed.

Glee Club! Sign up here!

Quinn Fabray, Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce stood in front of the sign in their usual arrangement: Quinn in the centre with the Latina and the innocent blond flanking her.

"I don't know why Dumbledore doesn't get rid of that stupid group of morons. The Glee club wasn't in Hogwarts for a reason: they never win." Santana said harshly.

"I like dancing…I thought they won a few years ago…" Brittany admitted.

"They're losers, every one of them. I don't know why Finn joined; they're just dragging his popularity down." Quinn said.

"Whatever. All I know is that I am never joining. Not in a million years…" Santana stated. She looked at Quinn. "How's Azimio?"

"I don't know how he can manage to be so stupid. Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it; I mean, there are loads of people in Slytherin who would queue up to hang out with me." Quinn said exasperatedly.

"Wait…why does it matter if he's a Slytherin or not? I forgot again." Brittany asked.

"My parents went crazy when they found out I wasn't in Slytherin, remember? They sent me a howler, a very angry one. So to keep in their good books I have to hang with Slytherins. Mom and Dad know Azimio's mom from Death Eater meetings so they were pleased when I mentioned I was tutoring him in my letters." Quinn explained.

"Oh yeah. I remember now." Brittany recalled. "I think Draco dyes his hair." Brittany added randomly.

The two other girls turned to her with confused expressions.

"What?" Santana said. She loved Brittany but sometimes she wondered how the blond ended up thinking what she thought.

"It's like, nearly white…" Brittany explained.

"Almost white hair is more common than my or your hair colors, Britt." Quinn said smiling with amusement. Sarcastically she added, "But I've always had a hunch that Drakey was gay, so it wouldn't be surprising."

The two others giggled.

"Drakey?" Santana stifled.

"Narcissa and Lucius's pet name for their little diddums." Quinn told laughing.

"I can not wait to ask the pathetic mommy's boy about that!" Santana chuckled.

"You didn't hear it from me!" Quinn warned her best friends playfully.

Not far away from the gorgeous trio were two BFFs, Kurt Hummel and Mercedes Jones.

Mercedes was gazing longingly at them, watching them laugh about what she did not know.

"Um, Cedes, are you paying attention to me?" Kurt asked annoyed, waving a manicured hand in the feisty black girl's face.

"H-huh?" she said shaking her head, snapping out of the trance that she had been in. "Oh, sorry Kurt."

"I know what you were doing, you know. You were staring at the Unholy Trinity." Kurt said playfully. The 'Unholy Trinity' was a name Ms. Lopez liked to call the group of beauties Santana herself, the unbelievably gorgeous Quinn Fabray and the friendly, pretty, if a little ditzy Brittany Pierce, not to be confused with Brittney Spears. It was unknown why Santana called the trio this, but whenever asked she would get a smirk on her face, which would soon spread to other members of the 'Unholy Trinity' who if any were present.

"I can't help it. I mean look at them! They're perfect. I'm a girl, and I would call them hot! Quinn looks like a freaking goddess, for God's sake. All three could pull any guy they could possibly want and to top it all off they're the most popular girls in the school. Next to them I have nothing but jelly and my tater tots…" Mercedes mumbled forlornly.

Kurt stared at the usually confident girl with shock.

"You're beautiful too Mercedes. From what I've heard Santana had a nose job. She's fake and you are all natural darling!" Kurt comforted smiling at her.

"I guess…do me a favor and don't tell anyone I was getting all jealous of them, will you? I have a reputation of being confident with my tots and jelly." Mercedes said putting on a happier face.

"Of course." he winked at his friend. "Now as I was saying before, I really need a new haircut. The back is getting messed up, you know, locks sticking out in different directions etcetera; where would you recommend I get it done? I used to go to a place beside the Shrieking Shack, it was very reliable indeed but it was a little creepy because as I mentioned it was beside the Shrieking Shack. The hairdressers managed not to jump when they heard strange noises coming from next door. However they shut down recently so I don't know what to do…"

"I don't know. I get mine done at home in the muggle world." Mercedes reminded the slim boy.

"Oh well. I'll ask Tina then. Oh shoot! Look at the time. Glee rehearsals have begun!"

The two rushed to the choir room as fast as they could hoping Mr. Schue wouldn't be mad.

Gryffindor Common Room

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were sitting alone in the common room of Gryffindor tower talking.

"Well? Did you hear that Sirius Black is nearby?" Ron asked Harry nervously. "Seamus told me, frightened the life out of me. If he's close to Hogwarts you know that can only mean one thing, Harry, don't you?"

"He's coming after me. Your dad told me before we left." Harry revealed. Ron gasped.

"Has Dumbledore not said anything to you yet?" Ron questioned becoming panicked.

"No, but I'm waiting for him to. Sirius Black is Draco's second cousin, right? Maybe we could wriggle something out of him…" Harry thought.

"Or Quinn. She's in our house and she's more approachable." Ron suggested. Draco wouldn't give them the time of day let alone his family's business.

"She's sort of a bitch sometimes though." Harry pointed out.

"Are you talking about me?"

The two boys whisked around in a heartbeat and there was Quinn Fabray in her pajamas not looking very pleased. Ron and Harry's eyes were more distracted by her pajamas: grey short shorts and a red vest top with her long golden locks resting on her shoulders.

"N-no…" Ron stammered.

"Don't lie to me Weasley! I heard the whole conversation." Quinn told them giving Ron one of her famously feared death glares. "But I know that you know more about Sirius than you should. So I guess seeing as nobody is around I could share some of my knowledge. There's no way you'll get Draco to tell you anything."

"Huh…?" Harry was confused. Quinn was a Black…she wasn't meant to help him, she was meant to be against him like Draco.

"Do you want to know more about my second cousin or not Harry?" Quinn sighed growing irritable.

"Y-yes, of course." Harry confirmed surprised she had called him by his first name.

"Right, well I assume that you know he betrayed your parents and he was your godfather?" Quinn checked.

Harry nodded grimly.

"Well I guess you are looking for background information then. Well he was sorted into Gryffindor, disagreed with all the pureblood is superior thing and eventually moved out of the Black household to live with your father and his parents. The Black family burned him off the family tree. My whole family despises him. Bellatrix especially. After murdering Peter Pettigrew he was sent to Azkaban and obviously he has escaped."

"Um, I thought he was a big supporter of You-Know-Who?" Ron said uncertainly.

Quinn turned to him. "Well he wasn't. I doubt he would have been disowned if was, would he?" Quinn snapped. "What else do you want to know?"

"Nothing else really…if you don't mind me asking Q-Quinn, why are you so open about this? Draco hates me. Your family is mostly Death Eaters…" Harry stammered nervously hoping she wouldn't have a freak out at what he'd said.

A regretful expression crossed the beautiful girl's face, although it and a tint of anger to it. Suddenly the fire blazed wildly, more than it ever had before. Just before it was about to spread to the floor and set the room alight Quinn's head whisked around to it and it died down completely until there wasn't a single flame, no wand involved. The boys shared puzzled glances.

"I'm not sure if you two noticed," Quinn said acknowledging Ronald's presence once again, "that I'm not exactly like the rest of my family. I was put in Gryffindor instead of Slytherin like my family expected. If you haven't picked up on anything you must be seriously stupid."

The blonde stood up swiftly and left in the direction of the girls' dormitory.

"D-did you see that? What she did to the fire? Did you Harry? That's not possible! Magic can't be cast by any witch or wizard without a wand!" Ron was panicked to say the least.

"Maybe it wasn't her then. Maybe it was the wind." Harry suggested. Harry knew he was just trying to convince himself.

"There isn't a ruddy window open you idiot! It had to be her! You can talk to snakes Harry, but even you can't do…that, whatever that was…" Ron said worriedly. "I wonder if we asked Hermione about it… but don't mention Quinn. Hermione wouldn't take us seriously then."

Harry nodded in agreement.

Hogwarts had a cheerleading team since the start of last year, their second year. Quinn was the captain with Santana and Brittany as her co-captains. They wore the shortest skirts Ron and Harry had ever seen (not that they were complaining) and due to the fact that cheerleaders had to be fit (in both meanings of the word in Ron's opinion) they all had flawless figures. Hermione found them slutty, 'Inappropriate and unnecessary in an educational institution.' and thought the cheerleaders thought they were royalty.

There were no House teams, just one for the entire school so if the school was ever to compete against another school the players would have cheerleaders to cheer them on. The Hogwarts colors were a mixture or all the House colors, which house you were from meant you wore your house's colors, so when the whole team was together they had all the colors. Coach of these particular people was the feared Ms. Sylvester. Ms. Sylvester was harsh, rude, inconsiderate and ultimately Will Schuester's enemy. Will was in charge of Glee, a club that was in most people's opinions, for losers.

Hermione wasn't particularly a fan of the cheerios to put it lightly.

"Where do you reckon Hermione is?" Ron asked Harry.

"Probably in the girls' dormitory asleep like she always is at this time." Harry answered. Everyone knew Hermione went to bed early on school nights. She said she needed a good night's sleep to concentrate properly. Her best friend Rachel was like that too. Rachel was a Ravenclaw, and very intelligent much like Hermione. What annoyed Hermione to no end was that although she and her Ravenclaw friend studied exceptionally hard Quinn Fabray had always done as well as them in classes and tests. Hermione didn't like many things about Quinn.

"Well we have to wake her up then." Ron stated.

Normally Harry would say it wasn't a wise decision but he was too curious.

"OK but if we get in trouble I'm blaming you!" Harry warned.

"Yeah yeah…"

The two boys went up to the girls' dormitory and slowly opened the door to what they thought was Hermione's room. They expected to see Hermione and a few other girls asleep in bed but what they saw was far from it.

Hermione, Ginny Weasley, Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, Mercedes Jones and Quinn Fabray were having a pillow fight.

The excited squeals of the girls stopped immediately when they noticed the boys.

"Ronald!" Hermione shouted. "You two are not supposed to be here!"

"I'm telling Mum!" Ginny warned.

Angelina, Quinn and Mercedes were on Katie's bed as they had been bouncing on it and they were covered in feathers and couldn't stop laughing. Katie stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do now the boys had intervened.

"Sorry Hermione, but could we have a word with you in the common room? It's important." Harry asked blushing.

Ron's ears had turned red. "Really important!"

"Fine. I'll give you five minutes of my time." Hermione huffed.

The four other girls resumed whacking one another with the pillows as if no one had interrupted.

Harry, Hermione and Ron went back to the common room.

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