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I stepped through the wall onto Platform Nine and Three Quarters, a sense of excitement and anticipation building in my chest for final year at Hogwarts.

“Rory!” I turned and ran into my maman, who enveloped me in a hug.
“Your father wanted me to tell you how sorry he is that he couldn’t see you off,” she quickly said.

I rolled my eyes. “It’s nothing he hasn’t done before. Let’s just say I am used to it by now.”

She frowned at this statement but continued. “Also, he said that he will be at all of your matches and to be sure to train extra hard as there will be scouts watching you and your brother.”

“Of course. Again, nothing I haven’t heard before, maman.”

“Alright then. Avoir une bonne année mon chéri. Je t'aime.”

“I love you, too.”

My mother turned and said her goodbyes to my brother, and I boarded the train with Drew just as the final whistle sounded.

After walking along for a while, I saw Dom and Sinead sitting in a compartment talking animatedly. Bidding goodbye to Drew who continued looking for his friends, I slid open the door and stepped in. No later than when the door had banged shut, I was tackled by Dom.

“OMIGOSH, RORY!” she screamed, “I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!”

“Um, you too Dom, I mean it is not like I saw you last week or anything.” I groaned, practically rolling her off me.

“Yeah, I know, but it has been soooo long!” she said in an only slightly quieter voice.

Sinead just sat there looking amused, so I chose to say hello to her instead. “Hey Sinead, how was your holiday?”

She smiled brightly at me. “It was great, I spent most of it in Ireland visiting my grandmother. I was just telling Dom about this amazing guy I met!”

“Oh Sinead, good for you,” I replied, despite the pity I felt for Fred Weasley once he heard the news.

“Tell us more about him,” squealed Dom girlishly.

Sinead blushed and began “Well, his name is Shawn and he is like 6’ 2” and he has…..” but was soon cut off when our compartment door opened, revealing Drew, Freddie, Liam, and James.

“Hello ladies!” said Drew, entering the compartment with the boys.

“Rory!” yelled Freddie. “Freddie!” I shouted back and was scooped up into a bear hug.
I pulled away and we did our secret handshake, much to the amusement of the rest of the compartment. I then turned to hug Liam, but was met by Drew standing in between us.

“Bloody hell Drew, this again?” I groaned.

“Yes! I will not have my baby sister dating my best mate!” he said heatedly.

“Once again, we are TWINS. I cannot be your baby sister, especially since I came out first, you tosspot.” I replied, growing frustrated.

“You may shake hands, that is all.”

“Fine, but don’t think this is over. We are talking about this later.” I sighed, greeting Liam ‘appropriately’.

“You know, he has a point.” said an all too familiar voice. I gritted my teeth and turned around.

“Hello Potter.” I forced out.

“Hey, Rory, Sleeping Beauty, my girl! What, no hug for your new captain?” he said easily, flashing the gold and red quidditch captain pin in my face. Yes, the git calls me Sleeping Beauty, after the princess Aurora. Merlin knows where he heard a muggle princess story, but I tend not to give anything he says much thought.

“First of all I am NOT your girl, Potter. Second of all, I should have been captain and you know it. And lastly, thanks to you, I am not allowed to hug boys that aren’t my dad, Drew, or Freddie, remember?”

“Aw, Drew come on, can’t Rory hug me?” he asked.

“Go for it, she hates you.” said Drew nonchalantly. I began to yell at Drew when I felt a pair of strong arms engulf me.

“Get off me, Potter! “ I yelled.


“Guys, help me!” I pleaded my friends, but they were all too busy laughing at my predicament to care. I squirmed and wiggled, but he would not let go. Then, an idea popped into my head, and I kneed him where it hurts, hard.

“OH MY GODRIC, RORY! WHAT THE FUCK? MERLIN THIS HURTS!” he screamed rolling around the floor in pain.

I just smirked and sat down, reveling in his apparent agony with Dom and Sinead while the boys tried to help him up. When they finally got him to sit up, he spoke. “You are a murderer. You have just killed any of my future kids!”

“James, let’s be serious, it’s not like anyone was going to have kids with you anyway!” I replied, while everyone howled with laughter. He glared and sat down on the other side of the compartment, inching away from me. Everyone soon fell into an amiable chatter, when suddenly I heard a shriek and turned around to see the actual spawn of the devil walking, no scratch that, SKIPPING, into the compartment.


Daisy McLaggen. The single most annoying human being on the face of the planet. That is, if she is actually human. Daisy is a seventh year Gryffindor, so she rooms with Dom, Sinead, and I. Dom has come close to killing her about 10.5 times, and the only reason I really ever stop her is because I don’t want to see my best friend thrown in Azkaban. Anyway, whenever Daisy sees Dom coming after her she actually runs scared, usually trampling about six terrified first years along the way. Bloody coward. How she was put in Gryffindor is still beyond me. Daisy is also quite well known as Hogwarts’ residential slut and of course is the girlfriend of none other than James Potter.

“Hey Daisy,” said James, looking more than a little frightened.

The rest of the compartment snickered quietly and Daisy proceeded to sit on James lap.

“How was your summer?” he asked politely (I know, who knew he could be polite?), ignoring the obviously disgusted looks on Drew, Freddie, Liam, Sinead, Dom, and my faces.

“Oh it was great! My family went on holiday to France…” she babbled and I proceeded to block out the rest of the conversation and continue my discussion on the new Firebolt 7 with Drew and Freddie. What I couldn’t block out was when they began to suck face like there was no tomorrow.

I cleared my throat loudly, but to no avail as they continued snogging shamelessly, with James’ hand inching farther and farther up her short skirt. What kind of person wears a mini skirt for a train ride?

“Merlin, James! Get a room!” screamed Dom.

They ignored her. I think my breakfast coming up.

Liam, who had been devouring Cauldron Cakes, Bertie and Botts’ Beans, and Chocolate Frogs like he hadn’t been fed in a week (and looking very cute doing it) got an admittedly not-so-cute look on his face and shoved the food away.

“I just lost my appetite,” he said, and we all laughed.

James, finally coming up for air, just laughed and gave us his trademark smirk.
“Why don’t we find somewhere more private,” he asked Daisy suggestively and they finally left.

“Merlin, that was disgusting.” Dom announced, obviously appalled.

“I am officially scarred for life,” agreed Sinead.

Drew, Freddie, and Liam just sat there still laughing, probably used to James’ barbaric behavior by now.

“How he made Quidditch captain is beyond me,” I sighed. “With him as an authority figure, we’ll have his third year admirers shagging like rabbits in the hallways trying to be like him!

Drew snorted. “Speaking of authority figures, don’t Sinead and Freddie have a prefects meeting to get to?”

Yeah, that’s right. Freddie and Sinead are the Gryffindor prefects. I think Freddie’s notorious prankster dad George was more than a little disappointed to see his son made a prefect, but all of the Gryffindor boys spend more time in detention than out so I think McGonagall just picked one and hoped for the best. Plus McGonagall is totally in on my plan to get Freddie and Sinead together.

“Oh bugger, we’re late!” cried Sinead and she promptly dragged Freddie out of the compartment.

“Ah, the throws of young love!” Liam said. I smiled and Drew laughed. Soon, he was launched into a heated discussion with Liam about Puddlemere’s latest win over the Wimbourne Wasps, Liam’s favorite club other than the Irish National Team.
I chatted with Dom for a little while, and then fell asleep watching the beautiful Scottish countryside pass by.

All too soon however, I was being shaken awake by Drew. “Come on, we’ll be there soon and you have to change.”

“Where’d Dom and Liam go?”

“Already getting changed. I told them I’d wait for you to wake up.”

I smiled up at Drew, suddenly feeling a rush of affection for my twin brother.
We reached Hogwarts quickly and I stepped of the train with Drew, looking up in awe at the place I have called home for the past six years.

“Can you believe it is our last year here?” he asked.

“I know right, I can’t believe it was so long ago that we started here. It feels like yesterday we were first years with Hagrid crossing the Black Lake.” I replied, saddened.

I was jolted out of my reverie when we reached an open carriage and met Dom, Liam, Sinead, and a Daisy-free James.

“Why so Sirius” asked James, taking note of Drew and my thoughtful expressions.

“Haha, very funny,” I said sarcastically, hearing the running joke about his middle name for about the ten thousandth time, before finally cracking a small smile.

“We were just thinking about how this is our last year here. It needs to be epic!” Drew said excitedly.

“Well of course it will be epic, I mean we’re us! We don’t settle for anything less!” Dom added, just as the carriage arrived at the front steps.

We all laughed and were herded into the Great Hall, quickly finding seats at the Gryffindor table.

Before long, Professor Longbottom, or Neville to me, led a group of particularly scared looking first years into the Great Hall. They all looked around in awe and nervously started the long walk to the front. Just as they were passing me, a small girl tripped and fell. The entire Hall erupted in laughter, Daisy louder than anyone else, but I scooted out of the bench and bent down to help her up. Once she was standing, I dusted off her robes.

“T-t-thank you.” she said shakily, tears threatening to fall. “It’s no problem” I replied softly, and flashed a smile. She gave a small smile back and Professor Longbottom shot me an approving look, I guess proud that someone had the guts to help the poor girl.

I climbed back on the bench, and watched the sorting proceed, thinking fondly back to my experience with the Sorting Hat.

DAVIES, AURORA! I nervously looked back at Drew and walked up to the rickety stool. The grimy hat was placed on my head and it began to speak. “Hmm…a Davies! Oh yes, I remember your father now, quite a clever man, helped him with Quidditch, yes?” the hat said. “You are even brighter than him though, you would fit well into Ravenclaw. Although, I sense something different in you, quite courageous. Oh yes, very brave. But where to put you? Better be…………… GRYFFINDOR!” I sighed happily and made my way over to the cheering Gryffindor table.

I was soon snapped out of my daydream when I was poked by Dom in the arm, hard!

“Bloody hell, Dom. What was that for?”

“Isn’t that the girl you helped up?” I directed my attention back to the Sorting, and sure enough the small girl was sitting on the stool.

“Yeah, that’s her. What was her name?”

“Caitlin something or other, I think”

“Very helpful, Dom” I replied sarcastically.

After a moment of pondering, the Hat shouted “GRYFFINDOR!” and I clapped hard with the rest of my housemates as she took her seat.

After all of the children were sorted, McGonagall stood up and raised her arms, and the Hall fell silent. “I would all like to personally welcome you to another great year at Hogwarts.” She continued on about the Forbidden Forest being of course, forbidden, and the complete list of banned products compiled by our caretaker, the ancient and insane Argus Filch. Finally, the food appeared. It was one of the best feasts I have ever had at Hogwarts and before long, I was completely full and dreading the strenuous and lengthy walk back to Gryffindor tower.

“First years over here!” I heard Freddie and Sinead shouting, and I took a moment to thank Merlin that I was not made a prefect. I rose from the table with Dom, Drew, and Liam, while James was pulled away by Daisy. Sucks for him!

I pulled Dom aside. “Are you thinking what I am thinking?”

“Definitely.” she replied, and we hurried to catch the boys.

I put on my most dazzling smile and sidled alongside Liam, while Dom cornered Drew.

“Oh, Liam! Do you want to be my best friend and give me a piggyback ride up?”

“Most definitely not, Rory.”

“Pretty please?” I begged, giving him a wink, and Dom seemed to be making progress with Drew.

The boys looked at each other and sighed, knowing that they would have to give in.

“Fine” said Drew, “but I am carrying Rory. I won’t have you groping my sister for seven floors”

Liam just rolled his eyes and I shot Drew a warning look, but nevertheless Dom and I squealed excitedly and hopped on their backs. They made it up the grand staircase with their quidditch-toned muscles rippling, not even breaking a sweat. I was amazed, and people were staring as we laughed and joked. Then, we got to the staircase leading to Gryffindor Tower and things started to get ugly. Apparently the boys were a lot more tired than they were letting on. Drew and Liam were huffing and puffing, but when Dom and I tried to get off their backs we were forced back on by them screaming incoherently that they could do it and if we got off we would be murdered in our sleep. Damn stubborn Gryffindor boys.

Every step a new obscenity would be shouted, and poor Drew and Liam looked like they were going to collapse when James showed up with Daisy (eugh) and went all Nazi quidditch captain on them, yelling at them to go faster. Some best friend, huh? He was quickly flipped off by the pair of them and fell silent, but you could still see the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile as he repeatedly refused to give Daisy a ride.

“DAMN GODRIC FOR BEING SO BLOODY FOND OF HEIGHTS!” screamed Liam, but finally we were at the portrait of the Fat Lady.

“Nargles.” I said, having learned the password from Sinead and she clucked disapprovingly at us before letting us in. Nosy wanker.

Liam and Drew finally let us down and said goodnight cheerfully, heading up to their dorm. Bloody bipolar guys. Dom and I just looked at each other and shrugged, walking up to our dormitory, leaving just as James and Daisy began sucking face. AGAIN. Once we reached our room, I looked around fondly and climbed into my four poster fully clothed, falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

A/N: hello again! Hope you liked this chapter! Just two notes- The french at the beginning of the chapter is translated as: "Have a good year, my darling. I love you."  Also, I know technically Freddie and Sinead should not have been riding in the same carriage as everyone else because they have to go to the prefect’s carriage but I wanted everyone to be in there. I played around with it for a while trying to see if the prefect’s carriage could fit in but it didn’t work, so a bit of off canon there I try to stick to what J.K. has wrote or said because she is our queen but sometimes it just doesn’t fit! And obviously, I do not own anything recognizable; it’s all J.K. Rowling’s! Another slow chappie but please keep reading and reviewing!

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