I do not know who decided to trust seventh years…or who decided that they were responsible enough to be trusted. But I hate them. Do you know what trusting the responsibility of seventh years means for me? Co-ed bathrooms. Now, instead of having to leave the seventh year girls dorm and walk to the landing below us (where the bathroom for all the Gryffindor girls are) the seventh year girls and boys have co-ed, attached bathrooms. I don't even think that the architecture of the school is built so that a bathroom could be built between the seventh year boys and girls dorms…but this is a magic school. Alright it's kinda nice because its absolutely ginormous and I don't have to share with all the other gryffindor girls but other then that...it totally stinks.

This whole rant was brought on by the fact that I am standing at a sink/mirror on the girl's side of the bathroom, with the four seventh year guys on the other side of the bathroom. It's not like they're paying any attention to me, I don't even think that they know I exist. They probably don't even realize I'm here. I am halfway through taking off my make-up. I really wish that I knew a spell to do this, it takes a long time the muggle way. I forgot to pack my make-up remover when I left the house so it takes some time to remove all of it.

"Hey…uh…Sonya, is it?"

I glanced up into the mirror and saw them looking at me, all four of them. Of course, I go to school with the four of them for seven years and the one time they decide to talk to me I have one fully made up eye, and one with black smudges all around it. I don't even know which of them called me. So what did I do? I looked back at my own reflection and continued to take off my make-up looking all unconcerned and casual and I answered the question.

"No actually, it's not."

"Oh. Uh, sorry…" he, Sirius I think, trailed off and waited for me to supply my name. Which I didn't do. I have gone to school with these four guys for seven years. It's kind of a tribute to how much of a loser I am when the four of them combined do not know what my name is, I am offended.

How self involved do you have to be to go to school with someone for seven years and have no idea what their name is. There was silence in the bathroom Holy shit! Did I say that out loud? Oh great, now the three girls I share a dorm with are standing in the doorway. Lily Evans, Dorcas Meadows and Stephanie Saintfeild, Quinn's sister, and by the looks on their faces they have all heard what I've just apparently said.

I continue to act as nonchalant as possible when I have just insulted the most popular guys in the school, and the most popular girls in the year heard me. And I thought that I was a loser before.

And now there is Billie standing in the doorway, assessing the situation in her blue pajamas with cute green froggies all over them and a Quidditch Jersey signed by all of the Chuddley Cannon players, her dad is their assistant coach. Glancing around the room once, she walks over to where I'm standing at the sink, completely ignoring everyone else in the room, as is usual for us. They completely ignore us and we have always thought that just because the guys are hot and the girls are popular does not mean that they deserve our attention.

"Hey, what time is it? You're early." I was still very aware that everyone else in the room was staring at us and I could tell that Billie was too, even though she didn't acknowledge them.

"Yeah, I finished all my shit early and decided to come up," then she leaned in and mock whispered, "Why are all these people staring?"

I answered her in the same tone of voice, "Maybe they're jealous of your pj's."

"Well I don't know about everyone else," Sirius Black said loudly, "but I was wondering why your friend here has any right to call us self-involved when she doesn't even know us."

Billie raised her eyes at me and smirked a little bit. "And what might he be talking about?"

"I've really got no idea, seems to have fallen off his rocker, that one," I feigned innocence.

"I don't know about you Jamesie-boy," Sirius said to his best friend, "but I do believe I just heard this…girl say, to us, and I quote 'how self involved do you have to be to go to school with someone for seven years and have no idea what their name is.'"

"I do believe that that is what I heard, Padfoot."

Trying not to laugh Billie turned to the boys and said, "I couldn't help overhearing your conversation and I'd just like to say that you'd have to be very self-involved, in my personal opinion, to go to school with someone for seven years and not know what their name is."

"It seems to me," Remus started, "that we have been repeatedly insulted."

"So it does, Moony. Now what I'm wondering is how unpopular you have to be to go to school with people for seven years and not have others know your name," I was almost finished getting my makeup off my last eye and that comment made me laugh out loud, although I was pissed on the inside.

I got the last spot of black off and turned to face the boys for the first time. The girls had moved to the sinks to start brushing their hair and teeth and getting ready for bed. They weren't talking which showed that they were all paying close attention to our not-quite conversation although they were not a part of it. "Did you have a point to talking to me or do you just like getting insulted?" I asked. He seemed a little disappointed at my non-reaction to his insult.

"I was just wondering what you thought of the extra credit class," Sirius answered.

"And why the fuck would you care what I think?" I didn't understand why I was so mad, but I really just wanted to smash my fist into his face. It was a totally irrational thought, but I was just not a happy person right now. They all looked kind of shocked so I just said. "Now I would love to finish this conversation with you but I'm afraid that I have other places to be right now. I know that it must be shocking to you that a person so unpopular could have other plans, but there it is."

"…and then we left the bathroom."

Billie had just finished retelling our bathroom adventure to Iggy while I was stuffing my face with barbequed potato chips. Mmmm.

"Huh."

"That's all you have to say?"

Billie and Iggy bickered a bit and I put a sound proofing charm around the room. I picked up the paper bag and took out a rather sizable joint. I heaved opened the window and the cool wind hit my face, it was very refreshing and helped to relieve the headache I could feel beginning to pound at my temples. Grabbing my muggle lighter I lit the end of the joint and took two quick puffs. I passed the joint to Ig. When we were done the joint we decided we might as well finish off the last bit of pot we had in the paper bag. We didn't have anymore papers so I packed the rest into a pipe.

I sucked hard on the pipe, and then let all the smoke out in a wracking cough, which soon became intense laughter. Iggy went to grab the pipe but I pulled it away. "Nuh uh...it's gone, that was all ass."

Eyes half lidded Billie leaned her face toward mine and said, "…ass…?"

"…I meant ash," I clarified as we all fell into fits of laughter. My throat burned from the ash I had inhaled and I coughed again. I whipped my head quickly to the right for no particular reason, and waited for the world to catch up with me. We'd only starting smoking the joint ten minutes ago, but it felt like almost an hour had passed. That was my favourite part of getting high, how the world seemed to slow down. Every minute felt like ten, every ten felt like thirty. Growing up and leaving school had always scared me, and on nights like this I could just pretend that that was never going to happen. I moved toward the couch with Billie and Iggy, the world around me cloudy in that familiar way, only really seeing what was right in front of me.

We spent the rest of the night like that. Laughing at nothing and absolutely everything, eating tons of junk food, not because we were hungry but just because we wanted to eat it. Not caring about the real world, only what was going on right now and why the fire looked so "bloody awesome man, it's, like, amazing." Having irrational periods of paranoia before falling into fits of equally irrational laughter.

When we started to burn out we moved over to the corner we had designated for sleeping and spread out the blanket and pillows that I had brought from my dorm. We slept side by side, I was by the wall on my stomach, one leg bent at the knee and resting against Ig who was lying on his back staring up at the ceiling. Billie was on his other side, lying on her side. I drifted into sleep to the sound of their soft mumbling.

"I told you that I was in the dictionary!" I looked down at Billie, who was an ant and then back at the dictionary, which was now Iggy.

"What the fuck are they doing here?" I woke with a start, and looked up to see James Potter hovering over me. My eyes widen and I sat up quickly. I shook Billie and Iggy. Ig slapped my arm away and rolled over stuffing his pillow over his face. Billie woke up with a second shove. When she looked up, blinking her eyes rapidly, and saw James Potter there, instead of freaking out like other girls would have at seeing the guy you described as 'the hottest hunk of meat this century' see you in pj's with messed up hair and smudged makeup, Billie just grinned, looked at me, winked and said, "What a pleasant sight to wake up to and drool over."

I laughed, still rubbing my eyes and yawning I dragged myself up just enough to sit back down on Ig. He tried to swat me away but Billie took his pillow (the one over his head) away and put her face right next to his saying, "Time to wake up sunshine!" When he didn't stir she twisted his nipple.

I laughed and said, "We have got an audience you know," and for the first time I acknowledged James Potter and Sirius Black standing beside us, looking down in confusion as to why we were there.

The was a muffled "huh" so me and Billie stood up and pulled Iggy to his feet. He stood there, confused and rubbing his nipple for a second before he noticed James and Sirius watching us. He turned a delicate shade of adorable pink. I love when boys blush, it's so cute.

"I warned you that we had an audience," I said.

"What time is it?" Billie asked, sounding a little worried.

Iggy looked at his watch and his eyes went wide, "It's quarter after eight."

Oh, shit! Classes start at quarter to nine. I spared a second to wonder how many people had been through the common room. I figured quite a few but didn't think anyone else would have noticed as we were in a secluded corner.

"Bugger!" Billie exclaimed, "We're not going to have enough time to go back to our common room's and down to breakfast."

"So just come up and use our lavatory." I cut off Ig before he started. "Both of you grab your clothes from yesterday, Ig go up the boys stairs 'till you get to the seventh year dorms and come into the bathroom that way." I glanced over at James and Sirius wondering if they were going to object but Iggy and Billie were already gathering their things.

Me and Billie were sharing a sink, just starting to wash our faces, when Iggy came into the bathroom, followed closely by Sirius and James. The other girls, who looked like they were just finishing up watched him with wide eyes. Iggy, who was never very self conscience, walked over to my and Billie's sink and began to change. The girls' eyes widened even more. Not that he was completely starkers or anything he kept his pants on the whole time. He was just pulling his trousers on, toothbrush hanging out of his mouth when Lily Evans said, "What exactly are you doing here?"

With a look that clearly said 'what does it look like' Iggy spit into the sink and said "Changing."

"Wh-Why are you changing here?"

With the same expression, Iggy pulled his school shirt on and said, "Well I didn't feel comfortable changing in the common room in front of all the Gryffindor's."

"I'm not complaining," Dorcas drawled, staring at Iggy's chest. He blushed and continued doing up the buttons on his shirt.

"Are you completely bloody incompetent?" Billie demanded of Iggy.

"No."

"Well then why is your shirt on inside out?" she asked, already undoing the buttons, she took it off him put it on proper, and did it up. We already had our uniforms on and I was quickly doing my make-up. I looked up to see Iggy doing up his tie...it looked absolutely dreadful.

"How do you dress without us?" I asked him, undoing and redoing up his tie.

"I've really got no bloody idea."

"And you're supposed to be the smart one!" Billie said.

"Have you got a shaver?" Ig asked, running his hands over his stubbly chin.

"Yah, but you haven't got time, just leave it. It's cute."

"Yes because that is what every guy wants to hear," he said sarcastically.

I grinned at him while finishing my make-up. The girls had migrated out of the bathroom by now, and it was just the Marauders, who were always late for everything. We had fun getting Iggy to go down the girls staircase so we could all slide down to the common room.

"Where're we eating this morning?" Iggy asked.

"Uh…let's go with Ravenclaw," I decided.