HEYYYYYY I'M BACKKKK!!!!! IK I'M IRREGULAR, SORRY! I'm just all caught up finishing my reading list. Anyways, I'll leave you to the story.

<time skip to when they reach the Gryffindor common room>

Ron's POV:

The common room was HUGE, filled with armchairs, couches, chairs and tables. The room was cozy, in short. There were two staircases that led up to a small passageway kind-of thing which had a noticeboard in the middle. I think it's supposed to say where our dorms are. Percy said something and walked over huffily to the boys' dorms. Kylie found an empty armchair and flopped down on it, sitting like a queen. She immediately reached into her rucksack, taking out a pair of speakers, and a wire. She took out her phone from her pocket and turned on the speakers. As if on cue, the speaker lady said, "Connected." She was going to play those depressing songs she hears. The one party song I heard her play is... you really thought she played party songs?

"Creepy or party?" she asked innocently, like the options were pizza or broccoli. What creepy songs does she have?, a thought floated into my head. Don't. Ask. For. Creepy. Songs. "Creepy," I heard myself say. Shit. I am done for. Nightmares, here I come. "Great!" she squealed, smiling. Oh no. Oh no no no. "What's the song's name?" I asked, my voice slightly breaking. "Levitating by Dua Lipa," She grinned. She knew I accidentally said that! "Do not question my vast knowledge yet again, Ronald." she said, sassily flipping her silky black hair back. She smiled to herself as I restrained myself from hugging her.

The party was BLOODY FANTASTIC! Everyone was dancing like there's no tomorrow, Fred and George sneaked in some food which Kylie and I may or may not have finished all by ourselves... What? Who said that? I didn't hear anything. Oh, and by the way, Kylie has some AMAZING party songs so she was what she called 'a DJ'. I swear, she comes up with the most random crap. And there was this incredibly rude song she apparently loved, called 'abcdefu' by GAYLE or something. The others liked it, too. Well, except first-years. Then, Percy came up, yelling about how the songs and the partying were 'dissociating the peaceful and natural quiet of the castle'. He can get kind of poetic when he's telling people off.

So, everyone went to bed, sulking 'cause the party's over. Kylie was still humming an unknown song that gave me creepy vibes. I'm never getting on her bad side. She can be as scary as a psychopath when she's feeling like it. And, she's definitely the one for theatrics. Like, some shitty drama happens in the corridor, she'll be there, sipping a cup of tea, then pouring it away 'cause she doesn't like tea, and whipping out a caramel-flavoured drink from Buckstraps or something, all while she's sitting and filming everything in 8K. But, y'know, that's what I like about her. She's not afraid of herself. Not to mention, she can get you out of any problem that you might have, physical or emotional. She's amazing. And I am the luckiest boy to have her as my best friend.

Kylie's POV:

I hummed 'killer queen' as I ascended the stairs to the girls' dorm. I was sharing with Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati. And something tells me Ginny's gonna be joining in next year. GIRL GANG, LET'S GO! I opened the door and flopped onto the bed with my face down. This. Is. So. Fucking. Comfortable. I change into my PJs and immediately opened my trunk to find a peacefully sleeping Celestia. I packed her in my trunk 'cause I knew she would get hyper when she boards the train and bite some innocent people so I "accidentally" overfed her and she is now in a sleeping trance. That I can get her out of with surprising ease. Step 1: Get some dog food. Step 2: Whisper to a friend or yourself, "I got some dog food." Step 3: Why you even thinkin' 'bout another step? She's already up.

I opened my rucksack, got out the mini-pouch of dog food, and said out loud, "I got some dog food!" and Celestia was up in no time, wagging her tail. "That's my little doggie," I whispered to myself and extended the opened mini-pouch towards her. She immediately gobbled everything and gave a bark that meant, ''I'm done, isn't it obvious? Get that piece of rubbish away from me!''. I knew my dog was raised right. I smiled to myself as I got out her collapsible dog-bed. My "family" always buys everything collapsible, so we can basically carry our house wherever we go. Hermione sleepily walked in, muttered a small "Good night", and went straight to sleep, along with a annoyed-looking girl and her best friend. I carefully tucked Lesty in and drifted into a not-so-peaceful sleep accompanied by an absolutely terrifying nightmare.

*dream starts*

I was in a dark room, with no lights. Someone creeped up behind me. "Who is it?" I asked, my voice shaky as I whipped out my wand. "Lumos," I muttered, as my wand lit up. I turned around to see Voldemort...? "Ah, Kylie, how nice to see you," he said, his tone icy. "What d'you want, nose-less?" I spat at him, trying my best not to freak out. "Taunting me, eh, Kylie? Reconsider your decision." he said, as though trying to scare me. "I don't need to, taking into consideration the fact that you really don't have a nose," I say, wondering what the fuck had gotten into me. "Hmm... Perhaps after this you might want to..." he said, calling forward two familiar Death Eaters' names. "Lucius, Bella, come forth." They come into view, both of them holding...

Mother? Father? I turned around to face his greyish face and said, "Leave them out of this. They have nothing to do with you and me.". "I don't think so... Avada Kedavra!" he seethed, killing my father. Although they act like total bitches in front of people they know, I still loved them. There were still so many memories I've had with them. They're still my parents. "Don't, Kylie." I heard my mother's terrified voice say. "Don't bend down to his level. He is shit and you and I both know it." She had never sworn in front of me, let alone at me. "I am shit, you say, filthy Muggle? Crucio!" The eerie silence was filled with my mother's pained yells and screams. "Stop!" I yell, but he pays no heed.

*dream ends*

I wake up sweating, although it's kinda chilly. What had I just witnessed? Had my father really been killed? Was my mother really tortured? My head was so filled with questions that I didn't notice it was already morning. Hermione was fixing her tie and said, "Finally, you're up! I tried waking you up, but you almost kicked me! Try not to do that, will you?". "I was asleep, I'm sorry!" I say, getting up and stretching my arms and legs. Lesty was still asleep. I yawned loudly and grabbed my robes and went into the bathroom.

WOAHH, HOLD ON! How does she have dreams about Moldy Voldy? That only forthcoming chapters will tell! Now, tell me, do you want Deamus? If you do, also tell me who Ginny's gonna end up with 'cause she's not gonna be ending up with Harry and I ain't changing Luville for the life of me. TYSM for all the reads, byee!