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When Tues started playing MCR, Marike sang along at the lop of her lungs. She was never worried whether or not she was good at singing, she just loved to.

Tuesday tapped her wand against her headphones once more and the car was silent.
"That was bloody loud, girl! What level do you listen to it on, a million?!"
Yelped Ron, hands covering his ears. Tuesday blushed but stuck her tongue out at him. "No, just 23."
"23?! Girl, you're gonna go deaf!" He shouted.
"They have spells for that now, so bleh," She countered, crossing her arms. Marike giggled.
Hermione shrugged. "I guess some like it louder than others. You have to tell me the name of that song, though. I really did like it."
"Um, it was "To The End""
Hermione nodded, making a mental note of it.
Mel had crossed over them to look for the trolley and Marike has rushed from the compartment when she heard about Fred and George Weasley. Tuesday kept sneaking glances at Ron.

Mel came back and asked if anyone wanted anything from the trolley.
Hermione, Ron, and Harry shouted out random items that Tuesday had never heard of in her life.
When Mel looked at her, Tues looked at her shoes and mumbled, "I'm don't know what any of that is..."
Ron gave her a shocked look.
"So you know all this muggle music and nothing about wizard candy?! You need an education, right here and now!" He shouted some more candy names at Mel and she rolled her eyes.
"I hope you intend on paying me back, Ron!"
She left the compartment.

She turned left.
She wasnt really going to the Trolley. She was going to look for the slytherins.
And she had to be careful about it, she didnt want to be seen, nor did she want to ruin her double agent.
A few compartments down Melleaned against a wall, slidng down to take a seat.
"Are they really that bad?" Pansy giggled.
Mel shurgged, picking up a licorice wand from the table in the middled of the group.
The Slytherins werent a bad group of people, just very concieted.
And if she knew anything about manipulation all she had to say was that she loathed the Gryffindors to be in their good books.
"Yes, they are worse than bad. I knew I always belonged in Slytherin wiht you guys, and to make matters worse there are two new, Draco."
"Are they any touble?" The blond asked.
"I dont know, I dont think so, they're just muggle bandies. But the one knows a few handy spells, shall we send an owl to Severus?"
He nodded and in a matter of minutes a lkarge black owl left the window.

"Yeah. Well, here goes..." Marike took a deep breath and opened the trunk.
She reached for her CDs. One by one, she snatched them out of her trunk. It worked until she got to the last five. Each of the CD cases bit her hand. Luckily they didn't leave much of a scratch.
Well, she was bleeding by the last one, but it didn't hurt.
She took her hand out and inspected the cut; It didn't look bad. Would heal in a day or two.
"Thanks, Hermoine, you pretty much saved me!" Marike exclaimed, hugging the girl. "Dank Gott, juzt hab' ich meine musik zurück!" She said, mroe to herself.
The others looked confused, Marike apologized, noticing this.
"You'll get used to it. I'll probabyl be doing it often..."
Hermione then looked at her hand, worried.
"What about that?" She asked, referring to the cut.
"This? It's nothing. It'll heal in a few days. Now, Ron, you and I are going to look for your brothers. I have to meet them"
Ron looked confused. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason you need to know. C'mon, I don't want to waste time."
Marike noticed Tuesday's disappointed and jealous look, and felt sorry; She had seen her look at Ron pretty much the entire time.
"You come too, Tues. 'Mione & Harry'll wait for Mel. By the way, Harry, that's a killer scar you have on your forehead."
And with that, Marike dragged Tuesday and Ron out of the compartment in search of Fred and George.

Night, love!

"Ron, do you have any idea where they might be sitting?"
Ron shrugged. "Probably somewhere in the middle. Then they're equal distance away from everyone so they can prank everyone."
An evil smile crept upon Marike's face. "Smart idea. Okay, let's keep walking. Ron, you keep and eye out for them. What do they look like?"
"Twins. Tall. Long orange hair like mine. I dunno."
Marike rolled her eyes. "Gee, you're a big help." She sighed and kept on walking.

They were nearing the middle of the train when Ron whispered, "Oi, Marike. That's them." He pointed to two boys who fit his description. They were laughing at a guy they had just pulled a prank on.
Marike smiled. "Awesome. Thanks, Ron. You and Tues can go back to the compartment now. I'll be back later."
They looked at Marike confused but headed back to the compartment.
Marike turned back to to compartment and opened the door.
The boys stopped laughing and their attention turned to Marike. Marike smiled at them.
"Hello, Fred, George. Nice to finally meet you. I'm sure you knwo me. Marike Marenbach. You know, your prank pen pal."
Fred and George just looked at each other, then back at Marike. They started to smile.
Fred got up and pulled Marike into a hug.
"Oh, man, this is going to be one hell of a year!" he near shouted.
Marike laughed and agreed with him. By now, all three had evilsmirks on their faces.


Hell, RPing with you is the most fun I've had in a long time! I'm addicted. You're a great teacher, as ferris and I agreed before.