Lily Evans was sitting on her bed, curtains drawn, hugging her legs to her chest, with her chin resting on her knees.

She was trying to solve a problem. A rather complicated problem, mind you. It was the mysterious Four Houses Band. It was driving her crazy.

She loved them, not only were they amazing musicians, but they gave her hope; if a student from each house could make friends with another, including Slytherin, could she get her best friend back? Yes, he called her that despicable name, and yes, he did hang out with bad people, and yes, he did experiment with questionable magic, but… he was her best friend. And… people make mistakes, right?

Oh it was hopeless… she had lost him, her best friend, so now all she had was Marlene, Alice, and that adorably shy girl Alysson. And yes, Remus was a friend but… Potter.

Oh, Merlin, that was something she didn't want to confront at the moment, so she settled for crying silently in the confines of her four-poster.

~G~

Alysson Johnson wasn't having any particularly interesting adventures, epiphanies, self-angst moments, or revelations because she was sitting in a corner of the common room finishing a Transfiguration essay that was due next week.

The only thing that was worth mentioning was that Remus Lupin was assisting her in this endeavor, and that was effectively making her want to run away to the girl dorms and never set foot out of the confines of her four-poster again.

~S~

Jake Rayveer was simply strolling through the corridors of Hogwarts, observing the world around him. Eventually, he was out on the grounds, and then he noticed that Matthew was sitting by the lake, and… is that a girl?

Interesting… must ask him about that later…

~R~

Matthew was sitting by the lake, wondering what was wrong with him. How could he have let this happen? It was just asking for trouble, for both of them.

Oh, how was he going to figure out this mess? How could he possibly-

And then the reason for his distress sat next to him with a kind smile on her face.

"Hey Matt, you didn't come to the library yesterday, I was worried," Maya Bronzeworth said softly, she showed no outward signs of anger.

"Sorry, I was forced to attend a 'Slug Club' dinner party," he explained, annoyed at his house mates who had literally, bound, silenced, and then levitated him to the dinner.

She laughed and he closed his eyes, willing himself to not tell her everything.

"Matt?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?" there was genuine worry in her voice and he opened his eyes to see her looking at him, concerned.

"Yeah."

Liar.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Okay, if you say so," she didn't sound too convinced.

He let out a soft sigh and then lay back to stare at the sky; with the girl he had idiotically developed feelings for next to him.

Merlin, how could I let this happen?

But he didn't blame her. Not one bit. She was too kind, too nice, too god damn beautiful. He settled with slowly pushing himself away, until, he never saw her again. It was going to end badly, he could think of a better plan, he was a Ravenclaw after all, but he couldn't, wouldn't, can't. Because he had feelings for her, and he was a secret star. Idiotic reasons, but he wasn't in the right state of mind. Not with her right next to him, not with her laughing, talking, being right next to him.

Yes, Matthew Dennings was in love with Maya Bronzeworth. And he'd only known her for a month.

~H~

Jeremy Marx was diligently working on his Potions essay in the library, happily oblivious to the world around him. That is, until a girl randomly yanked his collar so he was standing, spun him around, and then kissed him full on the lips.

His eyes were comically wide, and his whole bearing said, 'what in Merlin's pants is going on?'

A few seconds later, the girl pulled away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks mate, I thought they were going to get me this time for sure."

"Erm- who?"

"Who? Leo what d'you mean- you're not Leo," she looked at him shocked, as if she was just looking at him for the first time, which she probably was.

"Yeah, I'm Jeremy Marx, not… Leo," he said awkwardly.

"Um… sorry I- I thought you-" and then suddenly, with a bright red face, she turned on her heel and walked away, having given up on trying to explain what had happened.

He stood there, still shocked, for a minute or two, then he sat back down, and went back to working on his Potions essay. Less diligently than before though, what had happened running over and over again in his mind.

And just like with the girl on the Pixi Stix sugar high, he somehow knew what song the Four Houses Band was going to play next.

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

Okay, I'm worried, this is my fourth chapter today! Yes, I will admit that the second and third were rather short… but still, four chapters in one day? That's insane! Well… for me…