After climbing many flights of moving staircases, Brice and his fellow housemates were stopped. They heard a loud knock ring out, and then a old voice spoke, "With no honor among them, in the dark of the night. They take from others, what is not theirs. Who are they?"

"Slytherins!" A boy yelled out.

Their chuckles were cut short by the first year boy next to Brice, Owen Churchill, who said "Thieves!"

Everyone got quiet, and the silence was broken by a creaking noise. They all cheered for Owen and Ravenclaws surged forward, through an open marble door with a bronze eagle knocker. They common room had high vaulted ceilings, with arched windows, with views of the grounds. Blue and bronze drapes hung around the room, and a warm hearth sat surrounded by lounge chairs, and bean bags. To the left was a hallway that said girls, and to the right a hall that said boys. At the back was a mini library with study tables, and bookshelves, packed tight with books. There was something odd about the room to Brice. He felt safe. The room was airy and light, and the students kind and studious.

A prefect climbed onto of a desk, and cleared his throat. "Ahem, attention please. Thank you. Okay, so first off welcome first years. If you ever need anything you can always ask me, or any other prefect. We have these little pins see? Alright second off, this year we HAVE to cut back on the studying and focus on quidditch. We got sweeped last year because our team was always in here studying, and not practicing. Finally, if I or another prefect finds out there is hazing or any sort of initiation going on, you will be reported to Professor Flitwick or Professor Dumbledore. Am I being clear? Good. Alright, off to bed! And please guys, its not that hard; boys go in the boys girls in the girls. I know boys cant get in the girl due to enchantments, but if the are anymore girls sneaking into the boys, I will have an enchantment put on there. And boys, you don't want to get caught trying to go in the girls. Each dormitory is labeled with a year, please sleep in your year. I don't want to have to repeat any of this so please follow the rules. That is all, off to bed!"

Brice walked towards the door that said boys, now opened by some older boys. There was a hall that curved to the left with doors on the right side, each with a plaque over the door with a year number. The first door said Year 1, so he entered. The dorm was circular, with four-poster beds, surrounding a heater. There were large windows that out looked the forbidden forest, dark with mystery. Theron, his owl, sat in his cage on top of a bedside table by a bed, his trunk already at the foot. There were five beds total in the room, Brice's farthest from the door on the other side of the heater, two directly to the left and right if the heater, and two next to the door. In between each bed was a large window, and on each side of the beds there were tables. Their trunks lay at the foot of the bed, warmed by the heater. Brice took a seat at the end of his bed, and greeted the stout boy named Owen, who had brown hair, light freckles, and dull blue eyes. He spotted his trunk to the left of Brice's and took a seat like Brice, at the end of his bed. Next walked in Gavin, the sandy haired boy, with ocean blue eyes, freckles, and a toned body. He looked young, but had small distinct muscles on his arms, and abdomen. Brice thought he was attractive, but kept his thoughts to himself. He lay down on the bed to the right of Brice and turned to him and grinned. The two boys came in shortly, chatting amongst themselves. The first boy Brandon, was African American, and short dark hair. He had a deep voice, something that had not happened for any of the other Ravenclaw first years yet. The other boy, Raj was Indian, and had pretty hazel-green eyes. He was small compared to Brandon but probably taller than Brice. Brandon sat on the bed next to Gavin, and Raj next to Owen. Gavin sat up, and they all talked about themselves. Owen was from Whales and lived with his parents and a younger sister who is 6. Gavin has a younger brother who is 10 and Raj is the youngest of 3, his oldest brother a 7th year, and older brother a 4th year. Brandon has a younger brother who is 8, and an older sister who was killed in a quidditch accident when she was a third year, two years ago. All attention turned to Brice and he explained how he was an only child, and made up a story about his parents being poor and having to give him up for adoption. Then he explained how the Weasleys graciously adopted him as their own. He figured it was half true, so he wasn't completely lying. Besides Ravenclaws are the smart ones not Hufflepuffs, the truthful ones. Owen looked at his wrist watch and started hyperventilating because it was midnight and past his bedtime.

"Relax dude, no naggy parents here." Said Gavin, laying back, his hands folded behind his head.

Either way, Owen slipped into his pajamas, and went to bed. Raj followed him 15 minutes later, and with a yawn Brandon also surrendered to sleep. It was now just Gavin and Brice, whispering quietly, both now on Gavin's bed so they could hear each other better. The other boys had their drapes drawn on their beds, but Gavin also closed his drapes to make sure they didn't wake up the others. After many attempts, they both had their wands lit and could see each other clearly in the dark shrouded bed. After a while of talking Gavin burst out.

"Okay man, I can't take it anymore. I know who you are. My parents were friends with yours. Remember? We used to play in the garden together? After you kissed me at you'r birthday party my parents wouldn't let me over there. You just disappeared! What happened? They put you up for adoption?"

Brice was speechless. He had been obliviated so he didn't remember anyone from his childhood except the stories he had been told from the guards and other prisoners.

"I--I I don't remember you, they wiped my memory. I-I remember kissing a boy but that's all, that's all my memory. The boy has no face in my memory though. And after that they sent me to Azkaban and hushed it up. It wasn't until Dumbledore got me out in the summer that I had been outside or had any contact with non Azkaban people. The Weasleys took me in because they didn't mind be being that way."

"I don't mind either." Said Gavin

Brice blushed, "Thanks mate."

Gavin leaned forward and planted a kiss on Brice's lips.

"Didn't have time to kiss you back at the party" Smiled Gavin. "Oh and by the way, call me Gav."

Brice flushed pink, and scratched the back of his head nervously. "I guess it'l be our little secret then." He laughed and then stretched and yawned. "I best be off to bed, we'll talk more in the morning...Gav."

Gavin smiled and the two boys extinguished their wands before opening the upholstery. Brice and Gavin dressed in their pajamas, and went to bed. They left the curtains between them open, and Brice drifted asleep staring into Gav's deep sea eyes.