Author's Note: Thanks to Melanie and Mi-chan! We're going to change the story a bit and skip all the irrelevant parts. Some of the reasons is that we need Emma's help there and she's out of town for a bit. Just saying something, going to other tables is allowed in this story, ok? Oh, and the six of them have some weird telepathy! (Sabrina's idea) So, yeah! Edit: This is Rezurith's chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or The Gypsy/Egypt Game.

Summary: Six friends living their normal lives suddenly receive a familiar looking letter. They thought it was a joke, a prank, a dream, but what would happen if it all came true? "I'm going to kill that Malfoy!" "Is that Harry Potter!" "Hermione Granger, nice to meet you." Seriously, what's going to happen now! Enjoy!

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

'Telepathy'

Recap~

Sabrina's POV

Hagrid dropped us off at platform 9. I thought that we were supposed to go to platform 9 3/4. We wandered around for a while until we decided to ask for directions.

"Excuse me; do you know how to go to platform 9 3/4?" Emma asked a red-haired woman. She must be a Weasley!

"First time to Hogwarts?"

"Yes," April replied.

"Just go through the divider between platform 9 and 10. Take a run if you're nervous."

"Thank you!" we replied in unison and we ran into the divider.

We opened our eyes and saw that we really were in platform 9 3/4. There we saw a scarlet train.

"That must be the Hogwarts express!" Rezurith exclaimed.

"Yeah! We need to get in fast though, the train's about to leave!" April mumbled, almost inaudibly. How could we hear her like that? Little devil…

End of recap~

April's POV

"That must be Hogwarts express!" Rezurith exclaimed.

"Yeah," I mumbled. "We need to get in fast though, the trains about to leave!" I meant to say it as loudly as I could, but figured that it wouldn't matter, since I know Rezurith heard me.

"All the carriages are full except for three! One is with Malfoy…Oh HELL NO am I sitting with MALFOY!" Rezurith announced. So I suggested splitting up. Three of us in one carriage, the other three in the other. I was with Sabrina and Melanie. Rezurith, Hayley and Emma were together. My group got into the nearest carriage in the right. Surprisingly, we came face-to-face with the 'Golden Trio', which meant Ron, Hermione and you can guess who the other one was.

"Hi!" I said enthusiastically.

"Do you mind if we sit here?" Melanie asked. I guess they were a little bit surprised, since they took quite a while to answer.

"Oh, yeah, sure. We don't mind at all!" Hermione replied, once she regained the ability to talk.

"Yeah…" Ron said lazily after a while. "Unless you're a Slytherin."Typical. Does he always behave like that in front of everyone else?

"Ron!" Hermione shout-whispered.

"Well, we'll start with introductions. I'm April Hall," I don't know what urged me to say it, but then I suddenly got all solemn and said, "Now that you mention it, I suddenly get this weird feeling that I'm going to be in the Slytherin house…" As if I had practised or said that line before…

"April's doing her weird oracle-sort-of divination again…" I heard Melanie say. "It's when she suddenly has weird mood swings or says something you could relate to the future. This time, I have a feeling she's right. Sorry April…No, February." she mumbled.

"Yeah, February, I have to agree with Mel. Sorry Feb!" I glared at the nickname for a while. It was given to me by none other than Ken Kamata and Toby Alvillar and I guess The girls picked it up. They were our childhood friends. Or rather, mine and Rezurith's. The others didn't know about them. They moved away two years ago, though, and we haven't been in contact since. (A/N Guess why!) Hermione giggled at the nickname.

"Well, yeah." I said finally. "You're next Mel!"

"Well, okay then. I'm Melanie Ross! Oh yeah… Hey, uhm, Feb?" She asked April.

"What?" I said in a low hiss at the nickname.

"What house do you think I'll be in?"

"Hufflepuff." I replied nonchalantly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"What makes you say that?"

"Well, for starters, you aren't brave enough and you're too scared to even just go in waist-deep water to be in Gryffindor and maybe Slytherin for that matter, since you're too sweet. You're IQ isn't high enough to be a Ravenclaw's but your loyalty goes to Hufflepuff. Gryffindors stick up for their friends, not saying I doubt you, just meaning to say that you won't be able to do it alone. You aren't cunning enough to be in Slytherin and the list goes on and on. Do you want me to continue?" Still nonchalantly, I replied. It's her fault for reminding me of Alvillar and Kamata AND calling me February.

"Uhh… Nevermind…"

"Good."

Then suddenly, we heard clapping noises. I turned toward the trio and saw them with amused faces, all of which turned into confused looks once they saw what behind me. I thought the carriage door was supposed to be there? When I turned to Mel and Sabrina though, they just mouthed 'look' while smiling. So I did, and what I saw was exasperating. I saw three people.

Want to know who they were? Well, they were the other trio of our hextuple. The six of us sort of developed this telepathy ability of some sort. We can tell each other's moods and feelings and if we're in our right state of mind, can send messages telepathically to not just us, but other people too. So, I guess they sensed my irritation so they came straight away. The exasperating part was, Melanie was clapping while jumping up and down repeatedly while Hayley was hitting her arms trying to stop her. After that, the ride went on as usual. Oh, did I mention how some dementors came? No? Then I guess you'll be hearing it from someone else, in another story.

Normal POV

The train soon arrived at Hogwarts. The usual routine for First Year's to follow Hagrid was there, but now there were a few exceptions.

"Hagrid!" The girls said as they ran up to him. "Are we going to follow the first years for the sorting?"

(A/N I'll put what Hagrid says without his accent to reduce confusion. –Selena)

"Yes, you are. I've already notified the headmaster about you. Follow me."

.+.+.+.+.+.Time Skip to Sorting.+.+.+.+.+.+

Melanie's POV

"Ravenclaw!" The sorting hat proclaimed, as the last first year practically jumped off the stool and ran to the Ravenclaws Table. That meant it was our turn, and everyone except for Rezurith and April –who had learned to conceal their emotions at some point- had become to get all jittery.

"And now," Professor Dumbledore began, "We have a few latecomers this evening. They are to be third years and to be treated as an equal. First undergoing the sorting is Hayley Truscott." Just as he said that, Hayley went up the platform and sat on the stool patiently, although a bit jumpy, for the sorting hat to be placed on her head. I couldn't make out anything, But then, just as suspected by April, the sorting hat said in a loud and clear voice, "Ravenclaw!". Next was Emma.

She ended up in Gryffindor. Lucky girl. Then it was me. I got put in Hufflepuff with Sabrina. Then, it was the stoic Duo's turns.

Rezurith's POV

After Sabrina, it was my turn. I took my place on the stool and the sorting hat was placed on my head.

Guess what? I'm in Slytherin!

I rejoiced. At the same time, despaired. I was with nobody. Malfoy would probably kill me. I jumped out of the stool and went to the Slytherin table and sat with me, myself and I.

Next was April. She carefully placed the sorting hat upon her head. The hat muttered some words. Then, I heard:

"SLYTHERIN!" Well, at least someone was with me in this horrendous house. Across from me, about a few yards away, Malfoy was glaring at me. Joining his glowering contest were Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. Where was Blaise? Oh, that's right. He isn't here.

April joined me at the Slytherin table.

"Hey Rezurith. Glowering at Malfoy are you?" she said in, giggling a little.

OK, that was weird. Maybe she has split personalities.

"Nope, I'm smiling at them because they're the best people in the world." I deadpanned. She laughed, then started to ignore me, smiling at Malfoy in a hello manner. He nodded his head in acknowledgement and resumed glaring at me.

Melanie's POV

Across from the table, Sabrina and I could clearly see a Glowering Contest between Rezurith, Malfoy, his lackeys and his girlfriend. Wait, isn't that a stalker?... Nevermind…

Sigh, how mature can they get. And wasn't April the one who didn't like Malfoy's attitude at first? Knowing her, she would be backing up Rezurith.

Oh well, things change, things change.

"Hey, Melanie, you there?" Sabrina idiotically said and waved an arm across my face. "The feast just started."

I slapped the hand away and dug into my part of the feast. This is the best food I have ever tasted in my life!

*****One Hour Later*****

Sabrina's POV

There aren't going to be any classes for a while, so the gang decided to head to the Room of Requirement to practice some songs. We have a so-called band that we made for fun at the mansion, but it eventually became a habit to practice so here we are. We don't really make up our own songs and don't have a name for it yet, though… Wondering why we didn't ask for directions? Simple, we knew the way. Anyways, now I have to imagine our band room and pace back and forth…

Rezurith: The end of chapter 4! It's really crappy but we couldn't think of anything else without Emma! Oh, and check out my profile for the poll if you'd rather we write it in script format, or how we're writing now. Or maybe in your own recommended style!

April: It was crappy….

Sabrina: I don't always say anything but I agree with Febru *glare* A-April…..

Rezurith: Meanies!

Emma: …

April: It's a picture of Emma, Rezurith, not the real thing…

Rezurith: Emma! Wahhhhhhhhh!

Melanie: She's having a mental breakdown, isn't she?… Oh, please Review! Thanks!