Hopefully you listened to Headmaster Scrimgeour's words during the feast and took the phrase 'make sure you get plenty of rest for your first day of classes' to heart. Bright and early, before the sun was even up, a blaring noise fills the entire castle. It is so loud that it is sure to wake any heavy sleeper.

"EVERYONE IS TO REPORT TO THE QUIDDITCH PITCH FOR THE DAILY S.O.R.E. — SPECIAL OBLIGATORY RUNNING EXERCISES — IN TWENTY MINUTES," booms a gruffy voice. "THOSE WHO DO NOT SHOW UP WILL FACE SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES."

The sound and the message continue on repeat, only the amount of time decreases with each minute that passes by. Hurry up, throw on some running clothes, and get down to the Quidditch Pitch!

Dizzy groaned and buried her head under her pillow. It was still dark! What was going on!? And running? Why? Running was not a thing Dizzy did. Riding a bike was better, and anyway it could wait until AFTER SUNRISE!

So far, Hogwarts wasn't making a great impression on her. They never had to run at sun-up at Beauxbatons! Disgruntled, Dizzy forced herself to get up, and tossed her pillow at Runa in the bed next to her.

She hardly cared about whatever consequences Headmaster whoever was shouting about, be she did care about Mama being upset with her for getting into trouble on her first day.

It had been a long-term, but as the term kept going Chloe had decided it wasn't a horrible. She had been practicing every chance she could get and hiding from all the trouble that was going on Chloe had been getting better at her magic. She was actually feeling very confident in some of her spells now and was starting to think maybe these more strict professor weren't so horrible after all.

Was her brother right?

She headed up to the girl's dorm, but instead of going into the second years she went looking for some of the older girls. Maybe they would want to do something fun.

Maybe they'd paint her nails.

Chloe 2 was in hiding. She'd long become so overwhelmed by the rules and the general unhappiness, it was really only safe in her dorm. Granted, it was also miserable and boring and this Ravenclaw of the perpetual good mood was feeling particularly foul, but it was better than the alternative.

And no professors here at the moment.

She spotted Chloe the Little lurking in the door and waved her in. "Hey, C1. What's the story, morning glory?"

How could you not smile at that greeting? The second-year bounced a little more after one of her idols had spoken, "I would certainly not be C1, you are older, you should be 1." She liked sharing her name with Older Chloe, she knew so much and this little was thrilled to even have a nickname with her.

"I was just... well bored and didn't feel like going outside the dorms to find something to do. So I was... well.. hoping to find someone to hang out with and possibly do nails or makeup or something."


Could she be that person, please, please, pretty please.

It did her heart good to see the little smile blossom into a big one on Chloe's face, and C2 sat up on her bed and patted the spot beside her. An invitation to come into the room properly and sit down. Stay awhile. Chat. Whatever.

"I'm bored too. So we should find an adventure to do, and since it's so hard to have adventures around the castle, we'll find an adventure right here in the dorm. How about a... fashion show?"

She was being invited in, this was so exciting and Chloe didn't have to tell little Chloe twice, the second year hurried into the room and took a seat next to her. "It's scary outside of the dorm. Those professors are so mean." She hated seeing everyone getting into trouble and with Reese not at school anymore because of it, it just worried her that someone else might get sent home too.

"A fashion show? That could be really fun, but what clothes would we use?" She knew Chloe had the most amazing clothes, maybe she'd get to try some of them on, maybe Chloe would do her makeup and she would look like one of the older gorgeous girls.

"This is going to be so fun!"

"You shouldn't be scared. Breaking a rule is upsetting, but nothing bad is going to happen to you, okay? I promise." And it wasn't a fake promise. In spite of the very stupid fact that there were all these rules that were making it hard to learn or enjoy life, they weren't in danger because of them. Yes, professors were unkind, but unkindness didn't kill anyone.

Hopefully.

"My clothes. Aren't you interested in seeing my clothes? My auntie is a very famous fashion designer." And she sent things to Chloe that she'd never been brave enough to wear, mostly because she didn't hardly feel like herself with them on. But little Chloe might enjoy seeing the pretty dresses and things and trying them on. "In my trunk. Go on."

She couldn't help but shake her head frantically, "But it could, one of my friends got expelled. EXPELLED! I would just die if I had to owl momma and tell her I was expelled before these new professors were so mean. It was bad enough getting on reserve this year with quidditch, what an embarrassment having to tell Uncle Alec that all his training and I got demoted to reserve." She couldn't even wrap her mind around ever being expelled.

Oh poor Reese!

IT WAS GOING TO BE HER CLOTHES!!

OMG OMG OMG OMG

The little twelve year old tried to calm down before she spoke, "But isn't it more fun to wear someone else's clothes, I mean I get to wear yours but you will wear your own too." Though she was saying this and trying to keep a straight face to show that she truly did want Chloe to have fun to, her little feet were already on the floor and she was headed to the trunk.

Throwing it open she gasped as she saw on the beautiful material.