Hello and welcome to Evil being swallowed by writer's block and inserting their characters into the Harry Potter universe. All things mentioned in this segment are not cannon and are just a product of me being a potter nerd. I own nothing but my own characters.

Amelia is in Slytherin (6th year). As are Opus and Lee(7th year). Thya is in Ravenclaw (6th year). And Cal is our adorable little Hufflepuff (6th year). The ages are some what wrong because Lee is about five years older than everyone else but Opus needed a friend...

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Amelia exited the dungeons with her bag slightly dragging the floor. When Hagrid decided a late night Care of Magical Creatures class was necessary, it should be law that the first class the next day was canceled. But noooo!!! Snape had to be an asshole. Amelia was one of the few Slytherins that didn't like her head of house.  The feeling was mutual.

She was slammed into by something tiny and fast. "Amelia!" Cal blinked up at her.

"Running from Opus again?" Amelia asked the Hufflepuff.

Cal sighed, "He started teasing me again."

"What'd the arse say this time?" Amelia asked as the two tired sixth years walked to breakfast. 

"The usual, 'You ride that broomstick so well maybe you could try riding something else.' I don't get it. He was so nice when we were younger."

"He just doesn't know how normal people express feelings. I'll hit him with a jelly legs jinx during breakfast." Amelia said with a firm nod.

"Nah, go for bat bogey. That way Lee can't free him from it." 

The two walked in silence down the winding and confusing corridors. As they were walking down the grand stair case Amelia caught sight of the attractive Ravenclaw she'd been pining after since third year. Thya caught her stare and waved. Amelia waved back letting a small smile split her face. She stopped causing Cal to walk right into her. 

"Merlin's bra strap, Amelia!" Cal cursed. Amelia apologized and kept walking into the Great Hall and over to the Slytherin table, her Hufflepuff shadow trailing behind her. "I heard from Greengrass that your little Ravenclaw is staying during the holidays."

Amelia pretended to be uninterested. She scanned the table for the person she was looking for. She trained her wand on Opus. "Volatilis Lutum." 

Opus sneezed and green and yellow globs of mucus began to attack his face. He stood up and spun around looking for his attacker. Cal bolted into the crowd of people while Amelia stared Opus down. He nudged Lee and the two of them began to walk briskly towards her. She grabbed a muffin from the end of the table and slowly walked through the crowd. She walked slowly and purposefully into an empty classroom.

Two minutes later the door opened and Opus and Lee strolled in. Opus seemed to have found the counter-curse though his previously perfect hair was now sticky and messy. 

"What was that for?" Opus said angrily.

"How many times have I told you, leave Cal alone!" Amelia's face turned to the face she had learned after studying McGonagall. 

Lee started to snicker. "At least he takes action, unlike a certain someone."

"Lee, stay out of this," Opus said pushing his friend back. "I'll back off, Amelia, I just thought..." He trailed off.

"You thought, what?" 

"I thought we still had something."

"You bastard. Maybe if you thought with your head and not your dick you would." Amelia waved her wand. "Locomotor Wibbly!" Opus' legs collapsed beneath him and he was unable to stand. Lee turned to help but Amelia trained her wand on them. "And you! You're his older sibling! You should be protecting him from this asshole!"

Amelia turned and began to walk away. "Amy! Wait!" She slammed the door on her fellow housemates and walked briskly back into the Great Hall. She and Cal walked in silence to Potions. She was still seething and he knew better than to push it. They walked into Potions and set their things at their usual table. Amelia began to set up their cauldron and ingredients for today's Potion, Amortentia. They would be required to smell their potion at the end and relay to the entire class what the scent was. 

Snape walked into the classroom as greasy haired and foul looking as ever and slowly and painfully began stating information Amelia already knew. Amelia was a pro at potions and could whip up potions in her sleep. As Snape continued droning on she began shedding her lavender of its petals and adding the petals and rose thorns into the boiling water. They needed to steep in order to work and Snape wasn't going to give them enough time. 

She took the remaining pieces of lavender and began to grind them down into a powder which she mixed in with the Pearl Dust and crushed amethyst. Snape told them to begin and Cal looked down to see Amelia already working.

"Stir the potion counter-clockwise three times and clockwise once before covering it for fifteen minutes." Amelia relayed. Cal immediately did as he was told and Amelia broke the Moonstone into five pieces using a severing charm when Snape wasn't looking. 

"Merlin's beard." Came from Amelia's right and she looked over to see Thya and her partner staring at their pearl dust which was no longer dust and now a hunk of crystal. 

"What are we supposed to do?" Thya's partner asked panicked. 

"Go grab a gram of frogs heart and place it on top of the crystal and leave it until you need it." Amelia whispered to Thya softly. 

"Thank you," Thya whispered gratefully before hurrying to the back of the class.

Amelia felt Cal poke her shoulder and saw he was offering her a wash cloth. He giggled. "For the drool."

"Shove off." 

The two began silently joking and watching the clock. Once fifteen minutes had past Cal begun slowly stirring the potion while Amelia added a fifth of the powder and a piece of moonstone rhythmically.

"Stir for two minutes and then let it sit until it turns the right color," Amelia stated. 

"My arms going to fall off."

"Baby." Amelia took over stirring not allowing it to be interrupted. If there was one thing she enjoyed it was doing a potion to peak performance to piss off Snape. 

In fifteen minutes their potion had turned the color of Mother of Pearl and Snape called quits. Amelia put out the fire and ladled the potion into two separate vials. Cal labeled them in his neat handwriting. Snape vanished the potion left in all of the cauldrons. One potion on the far side was a pile of thick orange sludge.

Snape began to drone on before allowing those who brewed the potion semi correctly to relay two out of three smells that came from their potion. Cal went before Amelia.

"Um, it smells of oak and uh earth."

Snape sneered. "Are you quite sure you brewed your potion correctly?"

Amelia glared. "Yes, we are. To me, it smells like pine and the ocean." She ignored that Opus always smelled of earth.

Thya went next. "Our's smells of fire and ... I think it's ... Yes, it's um eucalyptus."

Cal's elbow dug harshly into Amelia's arm. Amelia shoved back at him. When the bell finally ended Cal whispered in her ear. "I've known you since we were six and you've used Eucalyptus shampoo your entire life."

"Shut it, it means nothing."

"You're hopeless." As they walked out of the dungeon Cal was suddenly jerked away from her. 

Lee looped their arm through his. "Come brother, let's hang out during free period."

Cal looked confused. "You don't have free period right now?"

"Divination counts." 

And thus Cal was dragged harshly away from a stunned Amelia. She decided to walk into the Library and get some studying done for Ancient Runes before lunch. She pulled out her neglected muffin from breakfast and sat down at the only table Madam Prince didn't glare at constantly.

"No food in the library missy." Amelia jumped as Thya took the half left of the muffin and ate it whole. Crumbs dribbled down her shirt.

"Attractive," Amelia commented. 

"Why are you all alone? Don't you normally have a tiny Hufflepuff constantly attached to you?" Thya said sitting next to her and pulling out the homework Snape had just assigned them, typical Ravenclaw.

"He's off having sibling bonding time," Amelia whispered as Madam Prince began to walk by.

"So, I've been meaning to ask you," Thya started and Amelia tensed looking at her. "Could you help me out in potions? I understand the theory but I keep messing up the brewing and I can't fail."

Amelia's heart sank just a little and she cleared her throat quickly looking away. "Yeah sure. Um, meet me after dinner and I'll show you where I go to practice."

"It's a date!"

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"She said it was a date, Amelia!" Cal's distorted voice said.

"She probably didn't mean it like that, Cal!" Amelia said into the mirror. 

Cal's reflection rolled its eyes. "Then why are you fussing so much?"

"BECAUSE IT'S HER!" Amelia whined.

"Okay, I get you're a lesbian but you're seriously lacking in the fashion department. So as your designated gay friend I shall help." Cal said dramatically. "Wear your slacks and shirt like normal but wear a tighter shirt underneath. Also, wear that matching set of underwear I forced you to buy."

"Why do I need to wear special underwear?"

"Merlin give me strength. Confidence? In case things get hot and heavy during that 'Potion Brewing'." Cal started to giggle. 

"You are the worst. I love you." Amelia shoved the two-way mirror under her pillow and changed. She propped it up on her pillow and spun. "So?"

Cal groaned. "Not those slacks! The grey ones that make your ass look good."

Eventually, Amelia threw on her cloak and grabbed her bag before walking down to dinner. Cal passed her and whistled causing her to send him death glares. She sat alone at the end of Slytherin table and began to dig in. She was shocked to find that two people immediately blocked her in on either side.

"So." Lee said from her left.

"So." Opus said from her right.

Amelia took a deep breath. "Back off or I will hex you both so hard neither of you will be able to walk for the next three days."

"You can't hex us. Dumbledor is watching." Lee smirked. 

"We need to talk, Amelia." Opus said quietly.

"I think we talked long enough this morning." Amelia ground out from clenched teeth. 

"You did. I didn't get the chance." Opus moved to grab a serving of chicken. "You don't know the full story."

"Opus, I'm taking Cal's side no matter what." 

"There are no sides! I didn-"

"Hey, Amelia. " Thya said tapping her on the shoulder and causing the three Slytherin's to look at her. "Are you ready?"

"Yes!" Amelia said, pulling her bag over her shoulder. 

Her wrist was caught by Opus. "This isn't over."

She yanked herself free and the two girls walked swiftly out of the Great Hall. 

"I'm sorry. I took you away from your dinner." Thya said. "You just looked really uncomfortable. 

"Don't apologize," Amelia said, finally relaxing. "I was extremely uncomfortable."

Thya took her hand which caused Amelia to flush the same color of the Gryffindor Quidditch robes. "Lead the way."

"This place is top secret, only me and Cal know about it," Amelia warned starting up the staircases.

"Cal and I."

"Tomato, Solanum lycopersicum." Amelia shrugged and Thya stifled a laugh.

"You know Muggle scientific terminology?"

"I know things that can help me further my ambition to have good comebacks to grammar correction," Amelia smirked.

"Slytherin's, you will never admit that deep down inside, most of you are gigantic nerds," Thya said with a shake of her head and a squeeze of Amelia's hand.

The two continued to walk until they reached the seventh floor. Amelia dropped Thya's hand and paced in front of the wall across from the Barnabas the Barmy tapastry. She centered her thoughts around the need for her study room. Soon the ornate door appeared, Thya gasped.

"The Come and Go Room? I thought that was a myth?" She said pushing open the door and walking into Amelia's well-designed study room.

On one side there was space for two cauldrons and a vent both under and above them both. The area also featured a cabinet and a list of Safety spells. In another corner laid a dummy for practicing curses and spells. Near the fireplaces were hundreds of books and various types of comfortable chairs. In the last area was a hammock featuring a pillow and blanket and a door which led into a bathroom.

Thya's eye's landed on that side of the room. "What's with-"

Amelia cleared her throat, "When the password is something really racist or Elitist I stay here."

"Why not stay here all the time?" Thya asked placing her bag on the worktable next to the cauldrons.

Amelia sighed. "Despite popular opinion, I don't hate my house. We are cunning and ambitious not evil and malicious. Most of us will help each other out a lot and it's not an awful environment. I think of a lot of my housemates as family, really stupid family."

"I didn't mean to be rude."

"It's not rude. I never told you."

Thya and Amelia stared at each other for a few minutes. Amelia saw regret and pity in her eyes. 

Thya coughed and looked at the cauldrons. "Let's get to work."