"Who do you think they are Moony?" The one and only Sirius Black asked, sprawled on his bed.

The resident werewolf Remus Lupin looked up from his Potions essay and sighed.

"I've already told you Pads, I don't know! All I have to work on is there's a girl and three boys, with one from each house; and this is our 6th year, I don't really have much time to investigate the mysterious 'Four Houses Band'," and at that he went back to his essay.

After a few minutes of silence, Sirius randomly asked,

"Think I've shagged the girl?"

Remus just grabbed his things and left the dorm.

…

"Was it something I said?"

~G~

Alysson sat in Charms next to the Lily Evans. She was wondering how this seating arrangement came to be when tiny Professor Flitwick asked her to demonstrate the charm he had been talking about.

Without even thinking about where she was and who she was around she flicked her wand and a shower of rainbow flower petals burst out of the tip of her wand.

There was a shocked silence and she snapped out of her thoughts and saw everyone staring at her.

"Erm… what?" she asked quietly, red slowly creeping up her face.

"You just performed an extremely difficult charm non-verbally and with what looked like no effort!" Flitwick squeaked, a surprised and approving look on his face.

"15 points to Gryffindor! Could you do that again for me Miss Johnson?" he asked.

"I'll try," she said meekly. Taking a deep breath, she again flicked her wand, a burst of flower petals came out of her wand, but this time the group was smaller then the last.

Flitwick clapped enthusiastically, "Take 5 points Miss Johnson!" and then the class was over, Alysson all but sprinting out the door.

"Hey! Hey, wait!" a voice called out from behind her.

Alysson slowed down slightly and then a red-haired girl was panting next to her.

"You- run- fast," the girl gasped, quickly getting a hold of herself. She straightened up and held out a hand.

"Lily Evans."

"A-Alysson Johnson," Ally replied softly, taking the offered hand and shaking it lightly.

Lily smiled.

"Well Alysson, that was some impressive charm-work back there. How'd you pull it off?" Lily asked curiously as the two walked to the Great Hall for lunch.

"Um… well, I wasn't really paying attention to what I was doing so… that might be it but I really don't know…" she replied quietly, her timid nature showing.

"Fascinating, do you think…"

~S~

Jake lounged in one of the high-backed chairs in front of the fire, staring into the flames.

Years ago, Jake claimed the chair as his "brooding/planning spot". Every Slytherin has one, and Jake was considered to be a "wasp brooder"; you don't mess with him, he won't mess with you. Of course there's always a few who just don't get the message.

"Hey Rayveer, out of my spot," a snide voice came from behind him.

"Go away Black," he muttered, still focused on the flames.

"Not likely," the boy replied smirking.

"If you know what's good for you, go away," Jake said, his irritation and anger rising.

"Ooooooo, I'm so scared, now beat it."

Jake's eye was now twitching.

"I'll give you three seconds," he growled, a flicker of… something flashed across Black's face.

"I'm not scared of you," he sneered.

"You should be," and then he proceeded to hex the crap out of the annoyance.

~R~

"The best one wins a vial of Felix Felicis, so get brewing!" Professor Slughorn announced jovially, the entire class becoming a flurry of motion.

Matthew Dennings sighed inwardly, he never like Slughorn. He had such blatant favoritism, Matt found it a bit… disgusting; it reminded him too much of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, though Slughorn was far from them. The two cared far too much about money and power, background and "talent" too.

Like every Potions class before, he worked silently on his own work, ignoring everyone else, including Slughorn. The man had taken a liking to Matt, who could not understand why, and every time an invitation for the "Slug Club" was delivered, Matt ignored it.

When the end of class came, Slughorn strolled through the classroom, and of course claimed Matt to be the winner, with a very loud exclamation of,

"You'll go far m'boy, believe me, you will," Matt remained impassive the entire time, though anyone with eyes could see that he was annoyed; his jaw was clenched and his hands were curled into fists.

He was handed the vial and then class was dismissed; Matt left as fast as he possibly could, not wanting to be flagged down by Slughorn.

Matt was almost at the library when, WHAM!

He collided with a girl, sending books and papers everywhere. He landed hard on the ground and began to mutter apologies, helping her collect the fallen things.

"I'm really, very sorry," he said, as he handed her the last book.

"It's okay," she replied quietly, he looked closer and saw that he had run into a 5th year Hufflepuff.

"No it's not, I wasn't paying attention at all, and now you're probably late for class; my day just keeps getting better and better!" Matt exclaimed. The Hufflepuff giggled softly.

"Yeah, Transfiguration."

"GAHHHHH! And this is your OWL year too," the Ravenclaw muttered.

"Come on, I'll explain the situation, and hopefully McGonagall won't be too harsh," Matt said, and the two began to walk to the Transfiguration classroom.

"So, I don't believe I asked your name," Matt said, trying to keep everything as less awkward as possible.

"No you didn't, it's Maya, Maya Bronzeworth."

Matt smiled at her, "I'm Matthew Dennings, ah here we are! The classroom of doom, here's how it's going to go, you're going to enter, go straight to your seat and get caught up on what you missed while I explain everything; okay?"

Maya nodded.

And Matt opened the door to let her in, hoping everything goes smoothly.

~H~

Jeremy was skipping rocks at the lake when he heard a very loud, high-pitched squeal erupt from a group of girls a good 40 feet away, then one of them separated from the group and began running pell-mell in every direction.

He watched the rest of the girls chase the hyperactive one around for a few minutes and then he went back to skipping rocks.

"Hey, kid skipping the rocks! Watch-"

Something slammed into Jeremy, sending him flying.

"-out."

He was pulled to his feet by a girl from the group that was chasing the hyperactive one.

"What was that?" he asked.

"That was my friend on a sugar rush," the girl explained.

"What's she on?"

"Pixi Stix, a muggle candy that's pretty much flavored sugar. She had two jumbo-sized ones back-to-back," the girl told him grimly.

"Now I must get going, and really, sorry 'bout that," and the girl ran off to try and capture her crazy friend.

Jeremy shook his head, grinning softly, and then something clicked in his head and he knew what song the mysterious 'Four Houses Band' was going to perform next.

~F~O~U~R~H~O~U~S~E~S~

The document thingy won't let me fix the last chapter so here's who's who:

Alysson- Narrator

Jake- Johnny

Jeremy- The Devil

Clear? Oh, what song do you think they're going to play next? Let me know!