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Chapter 3

Third Person POV

It was just about time for breakfast to start. Felicity woke up in her dorm to the sound of hushed voices and quiet snickering. She sat up and stretched; yawning as she did so. Immediately, the whispering and cackling the curtains around her bed, Felicity noticed that Gwen wasn't there; she must have gone down to breakfast early. She saw the Carrow sisters sitting next to each other on one of their beds (Lis wasn't sure which ones'). The twins both put on strange looks of horror upon seeing her. She raised her eyebrow. "Good morning?" She said uncertainly."YOUR HAIR!" One of the girls exclaimed as she pointed at Felicity's head. The other looked like she was trying not to laugh."What about it?" Felicity asked, not bothering to run her fingers through it; it was probably just a tangled mess."Well, look and see for yourself" the better composed twin newly-awakened girl went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Hestia and Flora, who had followed her, watched her face closely, looking almost excited to see her reaction."Huh" Felicity said, frowning, "That's never happened before."The girls looked disappointed at their newly hairless roommate's response . "Well, that Securn girl must have done it" one told shook her head. "I doubt it."The other twin (or was it the same one? Felicity wasn't paying attention) scoffed. "You don't know her as well as we do."That's what they think, Felicity other one leaned in and sniffed Felicity's shiny, bald, head. "That smells like irreversible hair removal potion" she observed quickly. Felicity smirked inwardly, she knew that potion well, and it had no scent. The twin was bluffing."It may take weeks for your hair to grow!" the other twin (or it may have been the same one) cried in a voice that sounded like she was trying not to sound gleeful, but failing at it."Nah," Felicity said. Then she screwed up her face, looking as if she was trying to remember something she had forgotten. The Carrow twins watched in horror as curly, green hair began growing out of Felicity's head. It stopped when it had just passed her shoulders."There, that's better." The green-haired girl smiled at her reflection, and then frowned. "Hm... I think I should..." She screwed up her face again, and soon enough, her emerald green hair had bright orange highlights in it. Nodding approvingly at her reflection she said, "Yes, that's more like it".Hestia and Flora were still standing in the bathroom doorway, dumbstruck as Felicity strode back into the dorm to feed her rat familiar, Zurina. Hestia looked at Flora. "You've got to be joking" she said in disbelief. Flora shook her head. "She's a bloody metamorphmagus!"

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MJ's POV

Gotta hurry, gotta hurry, gotta hurry! "C'mon, Sadie!" I yelled over my shoulder as I made a sharp turn at a then—oh, hi there, Reader! You're probably curious as to why I am running like there's no tomorrow with Sadie. Well, allow me to explain:

Cue Flashback!Just as the handsome stranger was about to kiss my hand—Wait, wait, CUT! We need to go back a bit farther. The passage, to be precise...

"Checkmate! I win again!" Fred cried triumphantly.I flopped against the back of my seat. "Darn it! Wizard's Chess is HARD!"

George laughed at my pouty-face from his chair and stretched. "What time is it?" he asked his twin.

"Only 3:03" Fred announced after checking his watch.I froze in mid-yawn. "What?"Shrugging, George responded, "We stay up this late quite regularly during the school year. What's wrong with you?""Unlike you two, I don't do well as a zombie! I need SLEEP!" I shrieked, dashing out the I was out of earshot, I heard Fred say, "She'll be fine."I'd better be! If I wasn't I would blame him.

Obviously, by now, I was blaming him. Now let me tell you what happened that morning...I was dancing with a tall stranger. The man was wearing all black with a matching mask that covered his hair and the upper part of his face, so I couldn't tell who he was. We were waltzing in a crowded garden, and then we suddenly stopped. Just as the handsome stranger was about to kiss my hand-"WE'RE LATE!"

Apparently, Tamsin Applebee (a girl I chatted briefly with at the feast) and Heidi Macavoy (another roommate) had decided to go down to breakfast without waking up Sadie Stevenson (my third roomie) and me. We were lucky Starburst, my cat familiar, mewed and woke up Sadie, although now we had to rush like heck.

I glanced down at my watch as I ran toward the bulletin board in the Entrance Hall where our schedules would have been left for us. AH! Only 5 minutes until class!I skidded to a halt in front of the board and snatched my schedule off of it. Care of Magical Creatures first. Sadie screeched to a halt next to me.

"Care of Magical Creatures," I stated. "Lead the way, roomie!"I started running with her towards the door that led outside. Neither of us made it very far before we ran into a wall. Oof! I fell over, banging my head hard. How could we run into a wall...?I looked up slowly. Wait... walls don't wear Slytherin robes...

Then everything went dark.

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Lis' POV

It was almost time for Transfiguration. I would be late if I didn't hurry. As I speed-walked up the stairs to the Entrance Hall, I mused over MJ's absence at breakfast. Gwen had suggested that she had gotten up early to eat. Yeah right. I was trying not to worry. And she had certainly missed an eventful breakfast…

After I put my brightly-colored hair in a messy bun, I left my two grumbling roommates and went down to eat breakfast at the Slytherin table. I situated myself between Gwen and Pansy Parkinson (Draco's not-quite girlfriend), with Draco and Willis across from me. We were eating the delicious food that the house-elves made.

Anyways, the owls were soon flying in to deliver the mail. None of them flew to me or Willis, because Draco shared the Malfoys' eagle owl with us for the mail. Our parents' owl flew to and from England and America, and then the Malfoys' owl flew to and from Hogwarts and their Manor.

I reached over to get our first-day-of-school-letters from our parents, and accidentally knocked over Draco's pumpkin juice.

"Now look what you did! I would've handed it to you!" Draco exclaimed.

"Sor-ry! At least it only spilled on the table!"

"Yeah, all over MY mail!"

I rolled my eyes. "Well I'll just clean it up!"

I didn't want to use a basic cleaning spell. Last time I did that... let's just say it would've been hard to grow my eyebrows back if I wasn't a metamorphmagus. So I figured I'd just summon some toilet paper to soak it up, (seeing as how I'd never seen paper towels in this school).

"Are you going to clean it up or not?" Draco growled. I snapped out of my thoughts.

"Yes, Mr. Impatient. I'll just summon some toilet paper." I saw Pansy drop her fork out of the corner of my eye. Raising my wand, I shouted, "Accio-"

"NOOOO!" Pansy cried.

"-toilet paper!" I finished, ignoring her.

Pansy let out a bloodcurdling scream.

In less then two seconds I had toilet paper in my outstretched left hand. I blinked. "Well that was fast."

I felt a shove from my left side. I looked over at Pansy. "I HATE YOU!" She screeched before storming out of the Great Hall.

The whole Slytherin table burst into laughter, along with a few Ravenclaws at the next table.

I looked at Gwen confusedly. "What's so funny?"

Alas, she was laughing so hard she could only shake her head.

I turned to Draco. He looked a bit more composed. He shook his head as well before he commenced to laughing like a loon.

"WHAT?" I cried.

Gwen gasped, "Pansy... toilet paper... shirt-stuffer.. HAHA!"

I furrowed my brow. Then it clicked.

Ohhh. Ew! I dropped the toilet paper.

I think Pansy is going to be mad at me for a loooong time. How was I supposed to know she... Ugh.

Why didn't she just use an illusion charm?Once I entered the Entrance Hall (go figure. I entered the Entrance Hall; geddit? See that was a joke-aw, never mind...), I came upon a sickening sight. MJ was on the ground, unconscious, at the feet of a HUGE seventh year Slytherin boy, who I recognized as the Captain of the Quidditch team. I think his name was Capulet. Or was it Montague...?

He was holding another dazed-looking Hufflepuff by the hood with one hand, and pointing his wand at MJ's chest with the other, sneering. "Stupid little Hufflepuffs. I'll teach you to ram into me..."I drew my wand that I kept in my hair. This was going to be fun...

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Hello, ladies and gents! It's Fred again. George and I were getting ready to head down the marble staircase to the Entrance Hall. First, we were going to head down to the kitchens for something to eat because we missed breakfast (but we'd have to book it if we wanted to make it to Herbology). Then, we were preparing a… surprise for our dear caretaker, Mr. Argus Filch after class.

Don't look at me like that! We were only going to leave him some Whizzing Worms in his office…

Anyways, we were almost at the stairs when we saw something that made me see red.

Montague, a massive Slytherin, was holding a Hufflepuff in one hand, and pointing his wand at MJ, who was lying on her back in the middle of the Hall with the other. George drew in a sharp breath next to me.

But before we could rush down and save our cousin, we saw some bird pointing her wand at Montague from the side of the Hall that was nearest the entrance to the dungeons.

"Wait a minute!" George said, throwing out his arm to stop me. "What's that girl doing?"

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And now, we shall reveal what is going on in my-George's-head! Normally, if someone I cared about was being threatened, I'd pummel them right then and there. But this other girl pointing her wand at Montague caused me to pause. Not only could I see that she was a Slytherin from the green in her robes, but she had bright green hair with orange streaks in it. It was quite bizarre.

"Hey!" she shouted angrily.

Montague looked up at her. I could hear the sneer in his voice, "Really? You want to fight me?" He peered at the wand she was pointing at him.

"You bet" she nastily replied.

"Why?"

"Picking on a girl is one thing. But picking on a girl that's three years below you? Pathetic!"

Those words sounded vaguely familiar. I racked my brains to figure out where I had heard them before...

Meanwhile, Montague was taking off his robe, as if preparing to duel. The other Hufflepuff-who I now recognized as Stevenson-was leaning against a wall, looking like she might puke. As soon as Montague took his eyes off the green-haired teenager, she flicked her wand at him. Next thing I knew, Montague's underpants were being pulled up from under his pants, causing him to cry out in pain and throw himself on the floor in a crumpled ball. The girl immediately rushed over to stand in front of MJ. I could now see that my cousin was out cold.

At this point, Fred and I rushed down the stairs, sliding down the railing. When we reached the bottom, Montague was struggling to stand up, clutching his backside.

"What was that?" he demanded furiously as we grabbed MJ and pulled her away towards the stairs.

"I call it a wedgy jinx" the mystery girl replied coolly.

"No, I mean attacking a member of your own house when he's not looking! That's insane!"

"Oh, that." She made a show of looking contemplative. "You know, I was under the impression that you weren't really being sane; attacking a fourth year girl and all."

Montague snarled and quickly limped off toward the dungeons.

"And don't bother reporting me!" she called after him. "I have ways to make you regret it."

It was then that I recognized the girl's voice. But it couldn't be…

Sure enough, when she turned around to look at us, it was Byrd.

"We better take them both up to the hospital wing" she said tiredly. "It looks like she hit her head real bad" she gestured toward a bump that was forming on the back on MJ's head, "and I think this one is in shock," she pointed at Stevenson.

"I'll get MJ," I told Fred. "You grab Stevenson."

"Um..." Fred hesitated as I picked up my limp cousin bridal style. "Well, why don't you?"

"Cuz I've got MJ!" I answered.

"Wanna trade?"

"NO!"

"Just grab her, for Merlin's sake, before I do!" Felicity told him. "What's your problem?"

"Well..." Fred started. "She kinda frightens me a bit."

"Why?"

"She just does!"

"Grab. Her. NOW!" Felicity growled.

"FINE!" Fred picked her up in a fireman's carry (whatever a fireman is, anyway) and started hurriedly up the stairs. Byrd and I walked with him, me still carrying my cousin.

"What happened to your hair?" Fred asked her bluntly.

She shrugged. "I'm a metamorphmagus. I like to change my hair color every day."

I halted halfway up the second staircase. "You're a…"

It all clicked.

"Not only are you picking on a girl" a little purple-haired first year Slytherin said, pointing her wand at a fourth year Flint, who was, in turn, pointing his wand at a cowering first year Katie Bell, "but she's THREE YEARS below you! That's just pathetic!"

In the blink of an eye, Flint's underpants were yanking themselves up from under his pants. With a shout of agony, Flint clutched his backside and stumbled off. Before Katie could thank her, the Slytherin girl had walked off.

"Who is she?" Fred asked me. The rest of the people that had seen what had happened were murmuring similar things.

"Isn't it that girl whose hair is a different color every day?" I responded.

"Yeah! I think so! She always keeps to herself…"

"Yeah, when she's not with that other Slytherin girl that everyone avoids..."

My twin's voice yanked me back to the present. "Aren't metamorphmaguses really rare?"

"Yeah" she answered. "The only other one I've ever met is my cousin, Dora."

Tonks! I forgot she was related to her too. And that means she's also closely related to Sirius...

"And it's Metamorphmagi" she was telling Fred.

I looked over at my doppelganger. "Fred, do you—"

"Yeah, yeah", he said impatiently. "I remember her now. We need to keep going though."

"Right." I trudged on with them.

"You guys remember me?" Byrd sounded confused.

"Oh I'm sure everyone will remember you when they see your batty hair," Fred told her.

"No one really understood why you stood up for Katie since you were a Slytherin, so we all just backed off. Not to mention that you were always hanging around that other girl-"

"You mean Gwen?"

"Yeah, her. Everyone's scared of her for some reason."

Lis chuckled to herself darkly but said nothing.

We were almost to the Hospital Wing, when we met another Slytherin right outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Malfoy.

He halted on his way in, causing our little group to stop in front of him. "Felicity! You should be in class! You don't want to get in trouble on your first day!" he scowled at Fred and I. "And why are you hanging out with the Weasels?"

She glared at him. "Can't you see that MJ and her friend are hurt?"

He looked a bit startled when he realized Fred and I were carrying bodies. "Well… it looks like they have it taken care of! I thought your parents wanted you to set a good example for Willis?"

She looked like she was struggling for an excuse, but then she sighed, defeated. "Alright. I'll get going." Malfoy looked pleased.

I wondered who Willis was. I made a mental note to ask MJ later.

She turned to us. "If she wakes up, tell her I'll visit her later, ok?"

Fred frowned, but I nodded. "Sure."

She gave me a weak grin. "Thanks" she said, and then she was on her way.

Malfoy glared at us one more time. I got the feeling he wanted to say something to us, but decided against it before ducking into his class. Then we were on our way to the Hospital Wing again.

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MJ's POV

Let me tell you; feigning unconsciousness is NOT easy. I had woken up hearing one of my cousins asking Lis about her hair as another one carried me. I didn't want them to know I was awake yet, so I could see how they treated her. Apparently they remembered her from the first year she was here. I hoped it was a good thing. And it took ALL of my willpower not to pummel Malfoy when he called my cousins Weasels.

That jerk.

Anyways, I staged a real good wake-up scene once they settled me into a bed in the Hospital Wing.

"Where am I?" I cried, sitting up.

I shouldn't have done that. My head felt like someone had run over it with a bus!

I slowly laid back down as Madame Pomfrey fluttered around gathering potions and things.

"How do you feel?" George asked me gently.

"Like I fell down and hit my head" I sarcastically replied.

Fred grinned. "She's going to be alright."

"How's Sadie?" I asked.

"She's passed out next to you," Fred replied.

Madame Pomfrey scuttled back over and made a shoo-ing motion at the twins. "Off to class, you two!"

"Yes, Ma'am" they answered simultaneously. They were almost at the door when George turned around real quick. "Hey, MJ?" Fred stopped for a moment, then changed his mind and headed out.

"Yeah?"

"Who's Willis?"

I was surprised that he even cared about someone Malfoy mentioned. "Lis' little brother" I

answered. "He's a first year."

"Ah." And with that, he was gone.

I didn't have time to ponder George's question before Madame Pomfrey said, "Now drink this, dear…"

… I had to ponder why on earth the stupid potion tasted so NASTY! It was like... broken computer. Yuck.

End Chapter 3