Okay sooooo here goes. I hope you liked the last chapter. I personally thought Rent was pretty funny. Hope you guys thought so too. Anyway, I am still not going to explain their crazy attraction. Soooooo, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I think we all agree that I do not own any of the HP's.

That night as I head to the dormitory I am still thinking about Rent. He is so strange. I wonder what répartition he is apart of. He is probably in Audacieux. He seems to fit the description. To bad really, if he were Angélique I would be able to see him. I wish Tilda were in Angélique as well. Oh well.

As soon as I reach the statue of the woman, I say "En ce jour du 2 Août, nous frappons à la porte d'Aphrodite et de demander que son accès subvention Seigneurie pour nous, êtres inférieurs." She raises her cloak and I go into the common room. I had left dinner somewhat earlier than everyone else. I look around the common room. At first I see no one else. Finally my eyes fall on the couch. Sitting stretched out on the couch, looking very comfortable is Rent. I brighten up.

"Hey Angel." I can't help myself, I go over to sit on the couch. I sit on the opposite side though; he still makes me uncomfortable. I tuck my feet under myself and lean against the armrest.

"I didn't realize that you were part of Angélique." I say to him. It is a pleasant surprise.

"Yup. I am sooo angelic aren't I?" He grins. I roll my eyes but smirk along with him. " Sooo…"

"Sooo…"

"How's your day been?" He scratches at the cowlick on the back of his head awkwardly.

"You know. School." He pouts and nods. "What about you?"

"School." He copies me. We sit in awkward silence for a couple minutes until we hear a tapping at the window. I open the tall stained glass window and in flies a beautiful snowy owl. It belongs to my cousin James and its name is Pedwig, somewhat in honor of Uncle Harry's old owl. As soon as I untie the parcel the owl departs out the window. I open the letter.

"Who's it from?"

"Why?" I hold the letter to my chest.

"I want to know more about you…"

"My cousin James."

"Oh. Read it out loud." I nod and begin.

"Dear Chan,

How's your first day of school been? I bet it sucked. I remember my first day, I blew up a toilet just like uncle Fred wanted to do before he died. Anyway, if I can give you any advice, have fun. If you don't have any fun, school will be a total drag. I can only imagine how boring it would be at the stuck up school of yours." I scoff. I like Beaxbatons so far. "On with the letter.

"Anyways, send me a letter back PRONTO and tell me what stuff you have been up to: blew up your cauldron in potions, put laxative in the owl food so everyone gets pooped on in the morning, dropped a dungbomb in the great hall, kissed any boys." I stop reading for a second. Why does getting kissed by a boy have to be on a list of negative things. I feel like some sort of criminal.

"Keep reading Chan."

I nod. "Actually, I wouldn't be super surprised if you did that last one. You are any boys dream with your big blue eye, angel blond hair and pale skin. A dream." I see out of the corner of my eye the big grin on Rent's face. "Yup, well… have a fun time. By the way, Mom, Dad, Albus, Lily all the cousins and well, everyone says hi. Bye now. Reply ASAP.

Mischievously Yours,

Your awesome cousin Albus"

I smile. That is so Albus. He really got the comedian genes from both sides of his family.

"Sounds like a cool kid."

"Yeah. He is one of my favorite cousins. And, by the way, he is no kid. In fact, I think he is older than you. He is starting his 3rd year this year and his brother Albus is starting his second year."

"Okay, okay. I get it. Anyway, he is right about the whole thing on you being beautiful, and all the guys lining up for you."

"He didn't…"

"Yeah, well, that's what's happening. I have already heard a couple second years talking about how they think you are part Veela. That doesn't even include the first year boys like that Jaques kid I keep seeing you with. Are you part Veela? I was wondering myself."

"I'm an eighth Veela. Not much but I seemed to have inherited the genes for beauty. You know, both my parents are very attractive."

"That's what I thought."

"So, what you're saying is that I have a ton of admirers?"

"Essentially." I smile. It is nice to be liked. "Yup. But I still know that I have the best chance with you." I giggle. I guess that is true.

"I am still too young for a boyfriend you know." I raise my eyebrows. He better know that.

"That doesn't mean I am going to stop stalking you." I smile for the hundredth time today. Just then Jack stumbles in through the statue hole. I glance at Rent then jump up.

"Hi Jack! How was dinner? Did you get to see Tilda?"

"Umm, good. Where were…" In that moment he sees Laurent and scowls. "Oh, never mind."

I bite my lip. "Yeah… so, what about Tilda?"

"She's fine. She wanted to see you."

"Oh."

"Yeah…" I clasp my hands behind my back and start to pop my knuckles.

"I hate that." Jack and Rent say at the same time. They scowl at each other and I immediately stop and interlock my fingers instead.

"Well I am going to go change out of these pathetic pajamas they claim are uniforms."

"Me too." At that they both stomp off to the corridor housing the boy's dormitories leaving me alone in the common room.

I stand their alone in shock for a minute or too before making my way to my dorm to change into my much more comfortable muggle clothing. I pick out a pair of navy Hollister sweats and a white shade shirt. I tuck my sweats into my favorite pair of chocolate Uggs, put my blond hair into a messy bun and go back to the common room. My mother would think my look is too mature and teenagery for an 11 year old but she isn't here so I can do what I want.

I sit on the couch alone, drape my arm over the back and gaze into the fire sadly.

"He beautiful angel." I look around expecting to see Laurent and instead find myself looking right into the eyes of some boy I have never seen before. He swings over the top of the couch and plops down right next to me.

"So you're one of the admirers Laurent told me about."

"I guess you could say that but what is this talk of old Rent about? Forget him!" I narrow my eyes and my eyebrows crease together.

"No."

"Well then Beautiful, you are just going to have to deal with it." At that he pecks me on the cheek and swings over the top of the couch just as he did before like a ninja.

Only then do I notice the dark figure standing in the doorway. He lifts his head and words, I told you so.

Sooooooo, hope you liked it! I think that this was a pretty good chapter. Plllllleeeeeeeaaaaaassssseee e review! It would make my day!

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