Sixth Year Girls Dorm

Olivia ran in and jumped on a bed. "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOME."

Being too tired to unpack, and having no one to talk to, Olivia fell asleep face down like she was.

Olivia quietly stepped in and closed the door. Then, she turned to the room, took a deep breath, and yelled, "Somebody divided by zero! MILLY, IT'S AN ALTERNATE REALITYYYY!!!"

Millicent, who had eaten a quick dinner, rolled her eyes and looked up from her book. "Why do you think it's an alternate reality? Nobody can divide by zero."

"Amy... is in... my chair. Look, pigs are flying!" She pointed out the window, walking over it and staring out of it in horror.

"Someone's sitting in your chair?" Millicent stared. "But, nobody sits in your chair! Don't we make sure of that?"

"Yes! We do! And she's sitting there reading... She's like... a ghost... or something. Oh my god." Olivia stared at Millicent. "She's a vampire. She has to be. HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA GET MY CHAIR BACK FROM A VAMPIRE!?"

"Didn't that blondie Lockhart - our Defense teacher from second year, remember him? - write a book on how to get rid of vampires or something?"

"He was a nutcase, Milly."

Millicent shrugged. "Maybe he wrote something good. It was just a suggestion. Besides, there's probably a bunch of other books on how to fight vampires..."

Pansy then ran upstairs in tears, and she flopped onto the bed crying out of sadness.

"What happened, Pansy?" Millicent asked, setting her book down and turning to face Pansy.

"Pansy. Someone divided by zero, didn't they! You saw it, right?!"

"YEAH! DRACO BROKE UP WITH ME!" she sobbed, completely missing the point to it all.

"THERE'S NO TIME FOR THAT! AMY STOLE MY CHAIR!"

Olivia ran in and started searching around her area of the room. "Crap, crap, crap..." Then, she stopped, slowly knelt down and looked under the bed. "HA!" She pulled her wand out from a small clump of dust and ran back out.

Meanwhile, away from all of the other goings on, Olivia Illumination was spending the few remaining days of winter vacation the only way she knew how without any companionship. She was lying face down on her bed, still in her pajamas, pondering recent happenings. For one, she'd recently received a letter from Charlie, detailing his accident with a french frier. While trying to replace the potato shreds, his hand slipped, and he managed to (re-)char half of his face. Poor Chuck. Knowing how dumb he was, he'd never be able to get a real job. Though maybe Olivia was speaking too soon. Who knows, maybe Chuck would become the C.E.O. of some company, live in a huge mansion, and marry Serenity and have little one-sixth Veela children. Aww, that would be so cute! Though, considering the increasing prejudice against halfbloods - and for that matter, muggleborns...

That was another issue. Though Olivia, being primarily apathetic to issues not concerning those she knew personally, she'd heard enough to understand that if things were to keep spiraling downward into chaos and darkness as they had been since heck, maybe fourth year, even, - since the claims of Voldemort's return and all that such a horror entailed - then most of the muggleborns might end up dead in a few years. What would happen to Kelsi and Robin and all of their family? What about the hundreds of others at Hogwarts? The thousands - maybe hundred thousands - of others scattered all over Europe, or maybe even the world? What about the innocent muggles themselves?

Then again, what if the world was left to only the purebloods? How many of her friends were pureblood, anyway? It wasn't a topic that was mentioned often, or a statistic that one would remember from a first conversation five (soon to be six) years ago.

Would a true Slytherin even care?

(*APPLAUSE FOR OLIVIA*)

(GOOD JOB OLIVIA!)

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Lin walked in, sighing, "There's some tall Hufflepuff chick at the entrance to the common room. She won't leave."

Olivia groaned. Couldn't Amanda just leave her alone once in a while? Especially on a Saturday, when she'd stayed up god knows how long trying to finish what was left of her winter homework. "Go let 'er in. You're already up."

After another moment of deliberation, she rolled over onto her back. "Nah, forget it. Let her stand there."

AND CUE TIMESKIP

[What did I miss? O_O Time skip to when?]

[late march]