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A/N: Hullo my lovely Greekies! How are you doing today? Did you drink enough water? Are you stressed? Have you consumed enough chocolate for your entire life in one hour? Anyhow, you guys didn't answer my questions t the bottom of the story yesterday 🥺 no matter, I'll put it here along with a new question. This chapter is 13493 words long! Ehehehe, please don't kill me! But the best part is that you'll be finding your character's soulmates today, yay! As always, if I got your character wrong DO NOT HESITATE TO TELL ME!

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𝕳𝖊𝖑'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Hel groaned softly when she woke up, it was still dark out and she chastised herself for waking up at what seemed like asscrack dawn of the day. She was a night owl herself, preferring to stay up until the middle of the night, playing around with potions, spells, and just reading, but that had consequences when she had classes the next day. She looked over at her nightstand, which held her beautifully decorated clock, a gift from one of her many aunts and uncles, the clock read "5:00 AM," she had only gotten four and a half hours of sleep. She groaned softly again, digging her face in her soft, silk pillow, trying desperately to fall asleep again, but her body just wouldn't have it.

"Fine then," she mumbled, swinging her legs over the side of her bed and yawning, "I guess I'm up for the day," she added as she grabbed her black night robe and put it on, rummaging through her trunk to find suitable clothes for the day.

Seconds after putting her Hogwarts robes on that it dawned to her that she would be finding out what, "the big thing," was right after breakfast that day, and her snail-pace moving speed up to rival one of a hare's as she rapidly went to the bathroom to brush her teeth, do her hair, put a light bit of makeup on, and she rushed back into her dorm.

5:20 AM

"You're bloody kidding?" Hel mumbled breakfast wouldn't start for another two hours. Hel sighed and looked at her bed, which was a little messy from her sleeping, she fixed it up out of pure boredom and organized her trunk, despite the fact that she knew the house-elves would probably clean it themselves.

5:40 AM

Hel went back to her trunk and picked out two books, "A Potion Master's Guide to Poisons" and "Arabian Nights."

She climbed back into her bed and put the first book beside her, opening the second one to the page she was on when she put it up last night. Hel smiled as she traced the familiar pattern in the cover with her flesh middle finger while reading the page. The book had been a gift to Hel from Sirius on Christmas in their fifth year, but that wasn't important at the moment.

7:00 AM

Hel lost track of time reading, but then she heard the sounds of the other girls in her dorm waking up, the rustling of sheets, the yawning, the bleary, "What's the bloody time?"s. It was honestly hard to believe that at least two out of the four of these girls were blood-supremacists by how they acted in the morning.

Hel took this as her time to leave as she quickly put away her books and stood in front of her bed, letting the shadows engulf her and take her to a different place within Hogwarts.

Apparition may have not worked within Hogwarts grounds, but shadow-travel sure as hell did. Hel honestly thought it was quite stupid if you're going to eliminate one form of transportation that used magic (other than broomsticks of course, but those weren't allowed to fly in the corridors either), just eliminate all of them! Hel just assumed they didn't think any death/dark deities or children of death/dark deities would be going to Hogwarts, and boy did they think wrong.

Hel appeared between the kitchens and the Great Hall, choosing to walk a bit seeing as she had time to kill, but when the shadows released her, she saw another person there already, a plate of cookies in their hand and a cookie practically halfway in their mouth.

"Pandora Potter?" Hel asked incredulously.

Pandora looked at Hel as if she had caught her dragging a dead body through the halls, she bit off the end of the cookie and swallowed before saying sheepishly, "Want a cookie?"

𝕻𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

For the first time in the whole year, Pandora went to sleep early and woke up way too early.

Once in a blue moon, Pandora would go to sleep early, and it seems that there was a blue moon last night seeing as Pandora had gone to sleep far earlier than she normally would have. Remus and Lily said they were going to wait by the fire to see if Declan or Hel was coming, and Pandora quickly excused herself because as much as she loved making new friends, there was so much bad stigma around Slytherins, and Hel herself, Pandora didn't want to get involved in that sort of thing. Maybe outside of Hogwarts, she'd try to talk to Hel, or even after they graduate, but not now.

Pandora had woken up way too early to be called human, her body was used to going to sleep late and having to wake up early for classes. She'd made her bed (out of habit and not boredom) and cleaned her corner of the room up before getting ready and heading out. It was too early for breakfast, but Pandora was already fully awake and wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon.

Pandora had briefly considered going to wake up her boyfriend, Remus, but thought it was a bit rude seeing as it was too early, and Remus was not a morning person whatsoever. It was quite adorable really, his hair was always all poofed up and Pandora found out quite easily that he blushed fair easier in the mornings, a single peck to the cheek got him burning red. Since Pandora didn't want to wake up Remus, or her twin (waking him up early was far more enjoyable though) she decided to head down to the kitchens to bake some cookies, a hobby of hers at this point.

She walked down the moving staircases, to the painting of the fruit bowl and looked for the green pear, she softly tickled it and a doorknob sprouted out and Pandora turned it, leading her inside the kitchens.

Pandora knew that at least a couple house-elves would be awake and working at this time, she assumed they took shifts, so she walked in and greeted the house-elves she knew.

"Hullo Miss Drapey! Hi Miss Tinkey! Good morning Mister Tobby! How are you today Mister Doddy! You look wonderful today Miss Pilkey! Is that a new tea-towel Mister Morpey?" Pandora greeted with a smile on her face, hoping she didn't sound as tired as she felt.

"Hello, Miss Potter," all the house-elves recited as they went back to work, making breakfast for the students and teachers.

"Please, I always tell you to call me Pandora," Pandora insisted as she went over to get supplies for baking cookies.

Pandora absolutely loved to bake, it was one of her main hobbies, she started coming down to the kitchens in her second year to see if she was able to bake, and luckily she was. Granted, it was James and Elorie who showed her where the kitchens were and how to get in, but she came on her own anyways if no one else was awake. She was quite sure that all the house-elves knew her by now, and they were fine with her baking as long as she didn't mess with them while they made food. Pandora quickly whipped up two batches of chocolate-chip cookies, using a variant of different kinds of chocolate chips, and put the platters in the oven, letting it bake.

"Shouldn't Miss Potter be in her dorm right now?" One of the house-elves, Darpey, asked as she was making eggs.

"Yes, well, I went to sleep far too early for my own good, and I woke up way too early, and there was nothing to do," Pandora explained just as the timer went off.

The Hogwarts' kitchens ovens cooked much faster than other ovens (something Pandora learned the hard way) so she didn't need to let the cookies bake for long before they were done. The actual process of mixing ingredients was faster than the baking time!

Pandora quickly took the platter out to cool a bit before grabbing a plate from one of the cupboards (the house-elves didn't mind, there was plenty to spare) and putting the cookies on it. She thanked the house-elves for their time and kitchen before hurrying off to the Great Hall, hoping she wasn't late for breakfast.

Pandora got out of the kitchen with a warm cookie in her mouth, she walked to the Great Hall, noticing that it was very quiet, and she probably was the only person in the hall. Then she saw that the shadows seemed to be dragged to one place, and then she watched as Hel appeared. She stood there shocked for a moment before Hel turned to her.

"Pandora Potter?" she asked.

Pandora chuckled lightly, and bit off a bit of her cookie, chewing and swallowing before saying, "Want a cookie?"

Hel smiled, "Sure, I've heard from Sirius and Elorie that your baking skills are amazing," she said before plucking a cookie from the platter, blowing on it before biting into it. She moaned in delight when the cookie melted in her mouth, "It's amazing," she said, "The outside has the perfect crunch the middle is perfectly chewy, and it practically melts in your mouth. I daresay Andhrímnir, chef of the gods, would be jealous of your skills."

Pandora smiled in gratitude, she just loved the look on someone's face when they bit into a cookie or a pastry and loved it, the look just made her feel happy that she was able to make someone else happy, "Thanks," she said to Hel, then noticed the crumbs on Hel's face. "Here," she mumbled, pulling a handkerchief out of her robes and handing it to Hel, "You've got crumbs on your face."

Hel accepted the handkerchief and Pandora told her she could keep it before they headed into the Great Hall, acting as if they didn't know each other. Hel kept a perfect posture as she sat down at the Slytherin table, the only person there, and Pandora at the Gryffindor table, munching on cookies as she waited for everyone to get there.

𝕰𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Elorie waltzed into the Great Hall with seemingly all the chaotic energy in the world inside of her. Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter were hot on her tail as they all burst into the Great Hall. Well, Elorie, Sirius and James burst into the Great Hall, Peter tried but failed, and Remus just smacked his face with his palm and he slowly followed the four in.

"Hello, students of Hogwarts on this lovely day!" Elorie screeched, about half of the students ignored her and the other seemed intrigued as to why this girl just screeched that in the middle of the Great Hall.

The five quickly took their spots at the Gryffindor and Remus sat by Pandora, giving her a good morning kiss on the lips before going to his plate and getting food, suddenly his face scrunched up slightly and he turned to Pandora, "Did you bake this morning?"

Elorie watched as Pandora grinned, "Yeah! Oh, and I almost forgot!" she said, reached beside her and pulling out a platter of cookies, "I saved some for you guys!"

"Cookies!" Elorie, Sirius, and James screeched, practically diving to get a famous Pandora-made cookie, but Pandora pulled the plate away last minute.

"Nuh-uh," Pandora said, tutting, "Finish your breakfast, then you can have the cookies."

Elorie pouted slightly before filling her plate up and practically inhaling down the food, excited to get some sweets this early in the morning.

Elorie had a serious problem with sweets, she was such a sweet tooth that she was quite happy she had a high metabolism and walked all of those stairs every day. Honestly, anyone could win her over with sweets the chocolates, lollies, cakes, cookies, all of them.

After Elorie inhaled her breakfast she reached over the table to snag a cookie from Pandora, who sighed and let her take one.

"Did you even chew before you swallowed?" Pandora asked before allowing Elorie to take the plate and snarf down the cookies, "And save some for the others!"

Elorie sheepishly smiled with a cookie in her mouth, she made a show of chewing and quickly swallowed, "See?" she said, "I chewed!"

Pandora sighed and leaned slightly on Remus, who wrapped his arm around her, Elorie held back a coo at how adorable the two looked before noticing that Sirius was staring at someone. She decided to ignore it and changed the topic from cookies to the "new big thing."

"How many more minutes until breakfast is over?" Elorie asked.

"Uh," Remus mumbled, pulling out a watch from his pocket, "Eight fifty-five, five more minutes."

"Brilliant! It's almost time!" Elorie said excitedly as she turned to look at the teachers, all of them were just busy with their food, but then Elorie noticed someone extremely important at the teacher's table.

"Guys! Guys!" she said, waving her arms to get the Marauder's attention, "Look at the teacher's table!"

The boys did so but Pandora shrugged, "Yes the Minister of Magic's here, Mister Harold Minchum," she said, seeing as she got there early she saw when the Minister arrived in the Great Hall.

"Hel was right," Remus said, "This is going to be very big, and very important if the Minister of Magic's here."

Elorie just looked shocked for a moment before changing the subject yet again, "Is it just me, or do the eggs taste different today?"

"What?" James asked he hadn't been paying attention to the conversation after they mentioned the Minister.

𝕸𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Miranda sat with a beautiful posture, she hadn't eaten much, and her lipstick was still in tip-top shape, her hands were folded in her lap as she watched the younger students trickle out.

"Almost time girls," Miranda said, looking up to the podium, but Headmaster Dumbledore wasn't there yet.

"I'm so excited!" Alodie squealed, pulling her arms up to her chin like a kawaii doll, a bright smile in her face.

Miranda just raised an eyebrow at Alodie's behaviour before she sighed heavily and looking to the podium, she put her hands behind her neck and brushed her hair off of her shoulders, the blonde curls perfectly cascading down her back in the most flawless ringlets imaginable.

Miranda herself was an early bird, which was quite useful seeing as she had quite the long morning routine, curling her hair already took around thirty minutes, and a skin routine was important people! Makeup took a while even though Miranda already had flawless skin and she prided herself in her good looks. Outfits were easy to manage since they were forced to wear the school uniform, but she always put out her outfit before bed.

Finally, Headmaster Dumbledore got onto the podium and everyone hushed down, you could hear a ghost fall by how quiet it was. Miranda noticed that even the blasted Marauders shut up, which had to be something short of a miracle.

"Hello sixth and seventh-year students, I'm sure that you are quite curious as to what the new thing going on at Hogwarts is," he said.

'Are we ever?' Miranda thought.

"I will have Minister of Magic Harold Minchum come to the podium to explain what it is."

Minister Minchum got into the podium as Headmaster Dumbledore left and Miranda could absolutely feel the tension in the air as he started to speak, Miranda herself was biting her tongue in anticipation.

"Hello students of Hogwarts, I am so glad to be here today with you all," Minister Minchum said smiling, thought Miranda thought it was quite a forced smile, "As you all know, there is something new going on at Hogwarts due to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, because of the lack of magical blood, we will be finding out your romantic soulmates using the sorting hat in hopes that the numbers of the magical community will rise."

Miranda's mouth immediately hit the floor after she heard and understood what the Minister meant, she could hear the sounds of angry students but it seemed all muted as she screamed out, "THAT'S OUTRAGEOUS!" all of her pure-blooded etiquette lost and gone down the drain, she could feel the fury build up, "THAT IS NOT HOW YOU FIND YOUR ROMANTIC SOULMATE! IT IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN NATURALLY AND IS A COURSE OF NATURE!" she yelled out, not caring what anyone thought as she angrily stood up.

Many students were shocked at Miranda's outburst, seeing as she was one of the most proper and stuck-up students in school, but she didn't bloody care. If there was one thing on this earth other than pleasing her mother that Miranda cared about, it was helping people find their true love, and not only was this putting her out of business, but it was disrupting the course of nature.

"US STUDENTS ARE SUPPOSED TO FIND OUR SOULMATES THROUGH NATURE! NOT SOME SORT OF TEST! IT'S PART OF LIFE AND LIVING, IT'S ONE OF THE ONLY JOYS OF LIFE!" She yelled as the Eagles desperately tried to pull her down.

Even the Minster looked shocked at Miranda's outburst, most likely because he knew her parents, but she didn't care. Miranda sat down seething and breathing heavily as she put her hands in her lap, regaining her pure-blooded composure, and glared at the Minister, who awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Andie!" Aileen hissed, "You're ruining our image!"

Miranda glared at Aileen, which shut the girl up quickly, "I don't care, the only thing 'ruining' us is the soulmate quiz thing. What I did just justified what we always preach about helping people find their true love," she hissed back as she watched the Minister explain how things would work.

𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜:

Initially, Olivia was absolutely shocked at the announcement, a soulmate quiz? Using the sorting hat? She had never heard about the hat being able to do that. She sent a quick glance the Slytherin table's way, looking at a specific someone, not that anyone noticed.

What she was more shocked at was Miranda Clark's reaction to the soulmate thing. Olivia had fully expected for Miranda to just hold her head up high and sneer at everyone's reactions like the entitled girl she was, instead, she practically stood up for the entirety of the sixth and seventh years, something that shocked Olivia into silence.

Olivia and Miranda weren't exactly on the best terms, the first encounter she and Miranda had was during Miranda's first year and when Oliva was a second year. Miranda had purposely bumped into her in the corridor and Olivia dropped her potions book on Miranda's foot which made her really angry and she yelled a lot of bitter, what sounded like curse words at Olivia. This didn't faze Olivia though, and she didn't apologise because she didn't do anything wrong as Miranda was the one to initiate what happened. Of course, Olivia didn't drop the book on her foot on purpose so why should she apologise? Miranda never apologised for purposely pushing her and ever since Olivia has just rolled her eyes at Miranda and disliked her.

But when Miranda shouted at the Minister and Dumbledore in front of everyone, Olivia couldn't help but be a little impressed. Sure, Miranda may have been doing it only for her sake, but at least she was sticking up for people.

"I really hope I get you," Frank muttered to Alice, who just smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek, entwining the two's fingers.

"As long as it's not bloody Potter or McFellon, I'm good," Lily said, shrugging.

"Oooooooh! I wonder who I'll get!" Marlene said excitedly, Olivia thought she was the only one who wasn't that fazed by the announcement.

Olivia just rolled her eyes good-naturedly at her friends and one acquaintance before directing her attention back to the Minster, who was explaining the process of how this was going to work.

𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖞'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Harley practically growled at the Minster as he was explaining the procedure.

Like excuse them, but no one asked too want to do this whole "Romantic Soulmate" shit. No one. And how the fuck was someone who's lost their soul supposed to have a soulmate? Huh? Exactly, they fucking DON'T!

"Why, did they fucking think that this was a good idea?" Harley growled to Severus, who still looked pretty shocked at the idea.

"I really don't know," Severus whispered back, clutching so hard to his book that Harley was sure that his fingers left imprints in the cover, "I hope I get Lily," he added.

Harley just rolled their eyes, Lily this, Lily that, "Fuck Lily, not literally, she rejected you Sev, you need to get bloody over the damn thing."

"But Harlys," Severus said, but Harley just glared at Severus, which shut him up faster than you could say shit.

Harley looked back to the podium and saw that the Minister was now explaining how the shitshow was going to work.

"The sorting hat was not only blessed with the ability to tell you your Hogwarts house, but it was able to tell you your soulmate. It was blessed by the gods and goddesses of love, Eros, Aphrodite, Cupid, Venus, Freyja, Hathor, Okuninushi-no-Mikoto, Prende and many more."

"I did not ask for a fucking history lesson," Harley growled.

"Because of this, you will go through a sorting once more, you will move to my right most tables and you will be called up by alphabetical order."

Then he sat down and Dumbledore came back up.

"Oh my fucking god, the lunatic's back up there," Harley muttered.

"Now, I know many of you are shocked at this," he said.

"Understatement of the damn aeon."

"But note that this is for your, and the wizarding communities own good, could I please have the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors move over to the Slytherin and Ravenclaw tables? Thank you, the sorting hat will arrive shortly and you will be called one by one up."

Harley groaned as the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors got up, they saw Severus' eyes brighten and follow Lily Evans as she walked over in their direction, but she took a turn and went to the Ravenclaw table, sitting by the Thalia girl.

They saw Severus pout a bit and sighed, "Sev, get over it."

𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Thalia bit her lip slightly, a little worried, but also a little angry. People should be able to choose who they want to be with, to choose if it was their soulmate or not, it was just a course of life! It was honesty pretty dumb and a waste of time, but Thalia couldn't help but glance over at the Slytherin table, hoping to catch the eye of someone, but she didn't.

Thalia saw Lily come over to the Ravenclaw table, she smiled and patted the seat next to her that wasn't occupied by Kaitlyn. Lily smiled gratefully and sat down, Olivia, Frank, Alice, and Marlene following her lead.

Lily and Thalia had a lovely friendship, and Thalia considered Lily one of her best friends

"So," Lily said, "What do you think about this whole thing?"

"I personally find it dumb, and an utter waste of time," Thalia said shaking her head slightly, "We should choose who we want to be with, am I correct?"

Lily shrugged, "You are," she said, then added, "I just really don't want to get someone I don't like, what's the point of having a soulmate if you hate their guts?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, but Thalia still felt that the morning was going to be hectic. She predicted many tears, many tantrums, frustrated rants, breaking up of couples, getting back together with exes, many, "but s/he/they're a Death Eater!" and "They're a mudblood"s. Thalia mentally prepared herself for what was to come. She noticed Lily's gaze wasn't on the group, as she looked to where Lily was looking and saw she had been mentally talking to Hel.

"Lily, are you looking at Hel?" Thalia asked.

Hel's group, and the lot of the purebloods, had sat at the end of the Ravenclaw table, keeping to themselves.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I am, she warned us about this, and I think she's nervous," Lily said shrugging.

"Why on Earth would she be nervous! She's a goddess!"

"That's exactly why she's nervous, she's a goddess, I think she doesn't think she has a soulmate because she's the goddess of death or whatever and because she's immortal, while everyone here sure isn't."

Thalia nodded in understanding, choosing to shake her head and talk to her friends, hoping to get her mind off this dilemma for just a few minutes.

𝕸𝖆𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖓'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖏𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Maelyn scrunched her pretty nose up in disgust as she saw the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs come over, but she wasn't disgusted at them, she was more disgusted about the romantic soulmate thingamajiggy. She was aro-ace, no romantic soulmates, she was only in love with food and animals. But if the whole sorting-hat thing was right, that meant that it would just say, "No soulmate," or "Aromantic asexual student," and she would be proud to show off that being Aro-Ace was valid and it was real. Plus Rabastan would finally get off of her case and hopefully go snog his soulmate or something of the sort.

She had ended up sitting next to Harley and Snivellus again, but it was mostly Harley deciding to sit by her all the time. Maelyn didn't really mind since Harley respected her Aromantic-Asexuality, and Maelyn respected their Agender pronouns, so they were just mutual friends.

Maelyn could hear Harley's sarcastic and disgruntled remarks as she grumbled them out, Snivellus was just re-reading that blasted potion book again while Maelyn just drew dragon patterns on the table, half-way wishing that they would get the sorting hat and hurry the hell up.

"You know, this is gonna be your time to shine and prove that aromantic-asexuality is a valid sexuality" Harley pointed out.

"I know," Maelyn replied.

"I wonder who I'll get, I hope it isn't some fucking Gryffindor," Harley grumbled.

"I hope I get Lily," Snivellus said, yet again.

"Oh my god, you aren't going to get Lily. I know that much," Maelyn said, rolling her eyes.

"And how do you know that?"

"Because I know Lily, and I know her soulmate could never be someone like you."

Maelyn smirked triumphantly as Snivellus retreated back to his book, she noticed that the sorting hat was on a chair, just like last night at the sorting, and she quickly shut up when Dumbledore stood up on the podium and said, "Let the sorting begin."

𝕸𝖏𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Miranda just sighed and looked to where the Sorting Hat was, Professor McGonagall right behind it. She stared at the sorting hat, but it didn't burst out in song as it did with house sortings, instead, Professor McGonagall immediately went to calling out names.

"Abbott, Hugo," she called out.

Miranda recognized the boy as she was a seventh-year Ravenclaw, she didn't know her that well, and she just knew she was a muggle-born.

"MUGGLE!" the sorting hat shouted, and Mary silently walked over to the Hufflepuff table to sit down.

Professor McGonagall called out a few more names, sometimes the sorting hat shouted another student's name, sometimes a younger student, sometimes a student that left Hogwarts, and other times a muggle, and once no soulmate. Those who were soulmates sat by each other at either the Gryffindor or Hufflepuff table. Miranda noted delightedly when she saw that any pair that she got together were soulmates, but she clenched her fist under the table when a specific person's name was called.

"Black, Regulus!"

Miranda had always fancied Regulus, ever since she was a little girl going to all those pure-blood balls, she had always tried to look the most radiant for Regulus, she only hoped that he would notice. Sure she had some old crushes here and there, but she always came back to Regulus.

The Sorting Hat hesitated for a moment before yelling:

"MIRANDA CLARK!"

It took all of Miranda's willpower not to let her jaw drop and to not let a screech of delight flow out of her lips, she elegantly stood up and followed Regulus to the Hufflepuff table, sitting at the head of it.

"I- I don't know what to say, Andie," Regulus muttered, clearly embarrassed.

"Then don't say anything and just let the fact that I'm your soulmate sink it," Miranda said, inching her hand closer to Regulus' and smiling discreetly.

𝕳𝖊𝖑'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

'WHY ON BLOODY ASGARD DID MY FATHER NOR FREYJA TELL ME ABOUT THIS?'

That was the only thought running through Hel's mind as she kept her hands in her lap, she kept a slightly-strained smile on her face as she watched students get sorted. Hel breathed slightly heavily in anticipation while everyone got sorted.

Unfortunately, Hel believed that she wouldn't have a soulmate, she was a goddess, after all, she would live out her immortal life in Helheim, and even if she did have a soulmate, she didn't want to condemn them to a fate like hers. For all she knew, her soulmate could be a random muggle in the next century, and the sorting hat would say what? Muggle? Her soulmate is in the next millennia? That would tarnish her image worse than if she was caught snogging a muggle-born in the middle of the courtyard.

Hel nearly fainted in anticipation when they were calling out names, would someone before her get her as a soulmate? Or maybe someone behind her? What if her soulmate hated her? What if her soulmate was someone she hated? So many questions flitted through Hel's mind as she waited.

She didn't show any of these emotions on her face though, she merely kept that regal-stuck-up expression on her face as she pursed her lips every now and then, she heard Regulus' name being called and briefly looked up because she was curious about Sirius' brothers' soulmate.

"MIRANDA CLARK!"

Hel smiled, her and Regulus were quite close, seeing as the boy looked up to her in a way, he had told her he fancied Miranda quite a bit, but he thought that she fancied Sirius. This out of all the things that have happened, should prove to him that she fancied him as well.

"Black, Sirius."

Hel's eyes were suddenly glued to Professor McGonagall as she registered what she had just said. Hel had fancied Sirius since their third year, but it was a mild crush until their fifth year when Hel stayed back at Hogwarts for Sirius during winter break then she started to actually fall in love with Sirius, but she was quite sure he didn't reciprocate those feelings.

"HEL LOKIDOTTIR!"

"Faen," Hel whispered under her breath, as she nearly fainted at her name being called.

She wanted to slap Sirius' grin right off of his face when she followed him to the Gryffindor table. It took all of Hel's willpower to not actually do it, and she was quite proud of it seeing as she had to do that on a daily basis.

"Look Hel!" he whispered, trying to intertwine his finger's with Hel, but she pulled away, "We're soulmates!" he sing-songed.

"Sirius, stop embarrassing me please," Hel hissed back.

"Of course M'Lady," Sirius said in a horrible Norweigan accent, bringing Hel's hand up to his lips, brushing a kiss across her knuckles.

Hel shook her head, smiling, "Thanks M'Lord," she said in a horrible British accent, pulling her hand away from Sirius' grip.

This was actually normal between them, but it usually happened when they were leaving each other. It started way back in their second year when they were first learning duelling classes, Sirius and Hel got paired up as partners for the class, and when the class ended Sirius walked out to Hel and barely brushed a kiss across her knuckles saying, "Till we meet again M'Lady," in a horrible, posh Norweigan accent, Hel returned the favour by pulling her hand out of Sirius' grip and saying, "You too M'Lord,'' on a horrible British accent. Only later did she realize what she had done, and was quite mortified for a few minutes.

𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖏𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖏𝖊𝖜: 

Thalia studied everyone who got sorted, they were only a couple names in and there were already tears and break-ups happening. Thalia sighed and pulled a book from out of her robes, turning to it and not really paying attention unless her name was called, this whole thing was wasting valuable class time.

Of course, she did slightly hope for a specific someone she was fascinated with to be her soulmate, but she didn't even know if this whole thing was a bogey until she did her research on the sorting hat and the spells that were placed on it.

Then she heard her name being called:

"Thalia Carmichael!" Professor McGonagall called out.

Thalia put her book back in its pocket in her robes and walked up to the chair, sitting down and feeling Professor McGonagall put the familiar Sorting Hat on her head.

'Hello there Miss Carmichael,' the Sorting Hat told her through her mind, 'How are you today?'

'Perfectly fine,' Thalia thought back, 'You?'

'I'm fine, thank you, I hope you find Rabastan Lestrange fascinating,' the Sorting hat told her, practically chuckling, 'And it seems you do, good luck Thalia Carmichael.'

Thalia hoped the flash of panic she had didn't show on her face as the Sorting Hat cried out, "RABASTAN LESTRANGE!"

Rabastan hissed a few words under her breath as he followed Thalia to the Hufflepuff table, she only heard one of those things, and it wasn't pretty, "Filthy Half-Blood, what's my father going to say about this?"

"Is the only thing you're worried about is your family's reaction?" Thalia asked as she sat down.

Rabastan sat next to her, but a good six inches away, "I never asked you Half-blood."

"My name is Thalia and it'd do you well to call me that."

Rabastan just put his hands in his lap and watched as everyone else got sorted. Thalia sighed deeply and wondered why she ever thought he was fascinating in the first place.

𝕰𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖏𝖊'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖏𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Elorie nearly cackled when Hel was told to be Sirius' soulmate, it was commonly known amongst the Marauders that Sirius was heads-over-heels for Hel, and it was also quite funny to see the shock flash across his face before it was replaced with a delighted grin. Elorie gave him two thumbs up mouthing, 'Yaaaaaasssss!' before putting her attention back to the professor.

A few more people went up, Thomas Calnan, Thalia Carmichael, Lacy Cheeney, Gerold Day, Maddie Dixon, Carrie Duncan, and some others, then Lily Evans was called up. Elorie rolled her eyes as Lily practically skipped up to the chair, her wavy red hair bouncing behind her, but Elorie was completely unprepared when the sorting hat called out:

"ELORIE MCFELLON!"

Elorie just let her mouth hang open as her jaw went slack, "What. The. Fuck. I hate Evans!" she hissed to the Marauders.

Pandora just gave her a sympathetic smile as she held on Remus' hand for dear life, James was pouting horribly that Lily wasn't his soulmate, practically crying. Elorie looked over to the Gryffindor table and found both Hel and Sirius with the utmost shocked expressions on their faces when they heard her name called out.

"Not fair," James pouted.

"Look, I wish you could have her instead of me having her," Elorie whispered before following her newfound soulmate to the Gryffindor table.

"Hello Evans," Elorie said in a sarcastically-sweet voice as she sat a good foot away from her newfound soulmate.

"How are you McFellon?" Lily asked in the same tone before looking away and to Alice, Marlene, and Frank, Elorie didn't see what she said or mouthed, but it looked a heck of a lot like, 'HELP ME!'

"I'm doing just fine thank you very much."

𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖞'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Harley just rolled their eyes at the sickly sweet glances some couples gave each other, at the breakups, the swooning, all that damn shit could go down the fucking drain.

When Lily got paired up with McFellon, Harley nearly turned to Severus just to say, "I fucking told you so," but after seeing the absolutely heartbroken look on his face, they refrained from doing so.

If it were any other person, Harley would've outright told them in the meanest way possible, but Severus was like the family they never had, it didn't right being mean to him in that way. Especially when he basically just got told by the universe to get over the person he loved since childhood.

"At least she got someone she hated," Harley said, turning to Severus.

Severus just poured a bit and looked out to Lily like a lost puppy.

"Oh my god just over it!" Maelyn said, throwing her arms in the air, "I cannot stand that look on your face! You look like a puppy that hasn't had a bath in over ten years!"

Harley glared at Maelyn who just raised her hands in surrender, "Tell me I'm wrong."

"You're fucking wrong," Harley said, then looked back up to the chair.

A few names passed before Professor McGonagall cried out a name that Harley recognized:

"Fortescue, Alice!"

Harley watched as the bouncing girl walked up to the chair, not thirty seconds later did the Sorting Hat come to its conclusion.

"FRANK LONGBOTTOM!" the Sorting Hat cried out.

Harley rolled their eyes as Longbottom practically leapt out of his chair to go hug his girlfriend, being the sickly sweet couple that they were, they kissed the second they sat down at the Gryffindor table.

A few more names went by and Harley's name was called.

"Kelly, Harley!"

Harley sighed and stood up, walking over to the sorting hat and sitting down on the chair.

'How are you, Harley Kelly?' The Sorting hat asked.

'Better when this is over,' Harley snapped back.

'Spark, how lovely, do you have any idea who your soulmate is?'

'How can someone who's lost their soul have a soulmate?'

'Here's a hint, he's the one you call family.'

The realization dawned on them and the Sorting Hat yelled out:

"SEVERUS SNAPE!"

Harley just sat there for a moment while the shock went away, their body moved on its own accord to a secluded spot at the Hufflepuff table, Severus following them.

"Uh, Harlys?" Severus asked tentatively as he sat down beside them.

"I can't bloody believe it," was all Harley had to say.

𝕯𝖊𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖓'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Declan had been a little late to breakfast, arriving just three minutes before nine, he had accidentally slept in, and he really only got three hours of sleep, seeing as he went to sleep at what seemed like five in the morning. His fault, the punishment nature gave him, who cares.

Luckily he heard everything, and he thought it was, in the wise words of Miranda Clark, "BLOODY OUTRAGEOUS!" I mean, what was the point of all of this anyway? Oh, to reproduce? That just didn't sound right!

Declan had sat at the very back of the Ravenclaw table, and most would be surprised how much he could see there, he could practically see the entire hall without moving his head. When Professor Dumbledore told the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students to come to the Ravecnalw and Slytherin tables, no one made a beeline to sit by him, not with all the empty spots. It wasn't like he minded, he quite liked his mostly quiet spot.

He watched as everyone got sorted again, he was quite delighted when Regulus got Miranda. Declan and Miranda had quite a nice friendship-ish, they were always kind to one another, and Miranda was nice to him and his sister, because of this, he's nice back. Declan thought the two would be an adorable couple, but if they had a falling-out, he would take Miranda's side.

More names were called, and by the time his name was called, he was quite bored with the kissing, crying, and tantrums.

"Lacey, Declan!" Professor McGonagall called out.

Declan stood up from his spot in the back, and over to the chair, he sat down and the hat was placed on his head, giving him memories from when he first put the thing on.

'Hello Mister Lacey, how are you today?' the hat asked.

'Brilliant, you?'

'Just fine thank you, have you any idea who your soulmate is?'

Declan thought about it for a moment, honestly, no, he didn't. He hadn't really fancied someone for quite a bit, but nothing really escalated form, "oh, s/he's hot/pretty/handsome"

Declan was a closeted bisexual, he was most afraid of his up-tight parents' reactions to their son liking both males and females, probably something bad to put it mildly. If this thing outed him...

'No, I haven't an idea.'

'Here's your hint, he calls you aloof.'

'Oh fuck,' was all Declan thought as he put two and two together.

The Sorting Hat seemed to chuckle before calling out:

"JAMES POTTER!"

Miranda shot Declan a worried look, but he just waved it away as he sat near Elorie, James fucking Potter following him.

"Hey, why did you get me?" James asked, sitting down a good half-foot away from Declan.

"Oh, like I know the secrets of the Universe," Declan mumbled sarcastically under his breath, "I don't know," was what he told James.

"So I don't get Lily, but I get you?" James pouted.

"Shut. Up." Declan muttered.

𝕻𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

"You know, whatever happens, you know I love you, right? I'll always love you," Remus said, holding onto Pandora's hand tightly.

Pandora just shook her head and let out a shaky laugh, "Remy, darling, this is probably the twenty-fifth time you've said that exact thing since we found out about this, and I love you too."

Pandora just gave Remus a kiss on the lips to help reassure him, and she wasn't exaggerating about the fact that this was the twenty-fifth time he's said that. Both of them were quite stressed, Pandora had been smitten by Remus since the first time she laid eyes on him in that compartment in her first year. Her twin may have met his best mate on the train, but Pandora met her love. Of course, they didn't actually get together until their fifth year, but they've been a happy couple since. If this whole thing breaks apart their relationship, she's going to march right up to the Minister of Magic and tell him this whole thing is a bogey. (Okay, maybe she was a bit too shy to go that far, perhaps a letter would suffice, a howler perhaps?)

"Lacey, Declan!"

Pandora turned her attention back to the chair, still holding Remus' hand tightly, she watched as Lacey sat there for a bit before the Sorting Hat cried out:

"JAMES POTTER!"

Pandora sent a shocked look to her twin, and Remus looked at James with more of a confused look.

"I didn't know you liked boys!" Pandora said.

"For the record, neither did I," James said, shrugging before following Declan over to the Gryffindor table.

Remus looked to Pandora with scrunched eyebrows but she just shrugged, she hadn't known James was attracted to males until now, and it seemed James didn't either.

"Lupin, Remus!" Professor McGonagall called out.

Pandora let go of Remus' hand and gave him a big kiss, "Good luck," she whispered.

Remus sheepishly smiled before walking up and sitting on the chair, the Sorting Hat was placed on his head and Pandora wrung her hands in worry. Not five seconds later thought did the Sorting Hat cry out:

"Pandora Potter!"

A smile formed on Pandora's face as she practically leapt up and ran to Remus, getting to the chair before he could stand up and leaping up to hug him and give him a big kiss of the lips.

"Pandora!- Oomph!" Remus yelled. The impact of Pandora practically leaping onto him caused the chair to topple over and for both of them to hit the floor, Pandora on top Remus.

"Whoops," Pandora said sheepishly, giving Remus another kiss before standing up, both of them blushing red. Luckily Professor McGonagall swiped the hat from off of Remus' head a split second before Pandora leapt onto him, or else that hat would've learned what it was like to fly.

Pandora and Remus walked hand in hand to the Gryffindor table, sitting across from James and Declan, diagonally from Hel and Sirius, and beside Lily and Elorie.

"You know Panda, you're lucky you got someone you fancy, you too Padfoot," James pouted, ruffling his hair with his hand out of pure habit.

Hel rolled her eyes and Pandora just smiled, "Oh hush James, you'll be fine, you and Lacey are soulmates, you'll find a way to make it work," she said with a sympathetic smile, then turned to Remus, "Did I hurt you?" she asked, slightly worried she may have caused him to bruise his back or something of the sort.

Remus chuckled at Pandora's worry, "I'm fine Panda, I'm just really happy you're my soulmate," he said, wrapping an arm around Pandora and pulling her close and pressing a kiss to her temple.

"Awww, why can't we be that cute?" Sirius asked Hel, attempting to give her a hug.

"You move one inch closer to me and I'll cut off your bollocks," Hel hissed, which made Sirius grin sheepishly and put his hands in his lap.

Pandora just sighed at her friends' actions and turned her attention back up to the front, she leaned into Remus' touch and laid her head on his shoulder. She was delighted that when sitting done she could fit her head perfectly on her shoulder, probably because all of his height came from his legs.

Pandora watched as a few more people went up, Eliza Miller, Jonas Murphy, Alexa Nash, a few others that she didn't recognize, then came Peter.

Peter and Pandora were good friends, Peter being one of the Marauders, one of James' mates. Peter, along with Remus, Sirius, and Lily come over to the Potters' house quite often in the summer, and sometimes during fall, winter, and spring break as well, so they were all very good friends.

"Pettigrew, Peter!"

Peter waddled up to the chair and plopped down, the hat placed on his head. A few seconds later the hat cried out:

"NO SOULMATE!"

Pandora was shocked, and it seemed the rest of the Marauders were as well seeing as everyone's jaw dropped, well, everyone but Hel, who just pursed her lips in thought.

Peter had a sad look on his face as he waddled over to where the rest of the Marauders were, Pandora flashed his sympathetic smile as he plopped down on the seat.

𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Olivia just sat in her seat biting her lip as she watched her friends, one by one, walk up to the chair to get sorted, she was happy when Alice got Frank, delighted when Marlene got the boy she had fancied for ages, and she felt a little sorry for Lily when she got one of the two people she really didn't want to get for this thing. Since her last name was Tucker-James, she would've been one of the last people to be called, but she hoped the person she fancied who had a last name before her would get her, namely, Evan Rosier.

Ever since she first saw him Olivia has had some feeling towards him. She's had mixed feelings, with him being a Slytherin and all she's very unsure as to why she keeps being intrigued by him. Olivia doesn't even think Evan has ever noticed her, she's tried to speak with Evan on occasions but has not been very successful all the time. Even though Olivia is quite popular, she feels invisible to Evan, which may very well be what intrigues her. He did look at her once in class though, he was seated across the room from Liv and they both looked up at the same time. Of course, Olivia steals glances of him occasionally, but she would never let Evan know that she has feelings for him of course. If they did talk she would act like she didn't care and so her famous eye roll at him. Sometimes she would flirt a tiny bit because having feelings for years for the guy would make her want to see if he would flirt back, but it was only the slightest bit of flirting, completely playful.

Eventually, Olivia was one of the only people left sitting in her spot, she sighed and watched Professor McGonagall call out names, not really paying attention until Evan's name was called.

"Rosier, Evan!"

Olivia's head snapped up to see Evan stride up to the chair, his blonde hair bouncing slightly. When he did so, she brushed her hair behind one ear so she could see better, squinting slightly to see if the hat would talk. A few seconds later the Sorting Hat opened its wide, big... wrinkle? And shouted out a name:

"OLIVIA TUCKER-JAMES!"

Olivia smiled brightly and she stood up, walking over to where Evan sat confused on the chair, he got off though and held out his arm as a gentleman would. Olivia smiled and took it as he led her over to where some of the other Slytherins were at the Gryffindor table, still near Lily, Marlene, Frank, and Alice though.

The second they sat down Evan faced Olivia, "Who are you again?"

Olivia felt her heart practically sink to the ground, he didn't even know her?

"Olivia Tucker-James," she said smiling, trying to not show her disappointment.

"Mhmm, what's your blood status?"

Olivia opened her mouth once then closed it, sighing, "Does that really matter though?" she asked, brushing her hair behind her ear.

"Well, if I don't want to get disowned, yes, it very much does matter," Evan said scoffing.

"I'm pure-blooded by my birth parents, but I was adopted by my dads, my wizard dad's name is Theodore James, and my muggle father's name is Daniel Tucker," Olivia explained, looking carefully at Evan, waiting to see his reaction.

Evan seemed to think for a few moments, Olivia still looked at him, waiting to see a sign of discomfort or disgust about her having two dads, something she was always ready to defend to her last breath. Her dad and father were the two most caring people on this Earth, she wasn't going to let anyone talk crap about them.

To Olivia's relief, Evan shrugged, "If you're pure-blood by blood, I'm sure my parents will be fine with it," he said, then just looked away to his fellow Slytherins.

Olivia just bit her lip and looked over to where some of her Gryffindor friends were, she wanted to talk to Evan, to actually get to know him. Heck, he was her soulmate! Of course, she needed to get to know him, but if he didn't want to talk, then she'll find out a way to get him to open up ... hopefully.

𝕸𝖆𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖓'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Maelyn played around with her hair and tapped her fingers lightly on the table as she watched everyone get sorted.

She admitted to laughing at a few of the broken-up couples and groaning when two annoying people got together. Maelyn's last name was Winkle, so she knew she'd be one of the very last to get called up. She positively knew that she wouldn't be someone else's soulmate because she was aromantic-asexual, and no one, especially an old hat that has a serious problem with digging into people's business, was going to tell her otherwise.

Maelyn was eventually the absolute last person at the Slytherin table when professor McGonagall called her up:

"Winkle, Maelyn!"

Maelyn hopped out of her seat and walked up to the chair, plopping down. The Sorting Hat was placed on her head and she could hear the thoughts of it.

'Hello Miss Winkle, how are you today?' It told her.

'Good,' she replied, not bothering with the "how about you?" bit, mostly because she wanted to hurry this up, it was practically lunchtime and food sounded just amazing at the moment.

'I see you're Aromantic-Asexual.'

'And proud about it.'

'Why do they keep sending you people here? It's obvious who your soulmate is, being Aro-Ace.'

'Excuse me?'

The Sorting Hat seemed to smile in her mind.

"NO SOULMATE!"

"Oh," Maelyn said, "Oooh! Ooooh! Yes!" she shed, fist-bumping the air slightly. So that's what the hat meant, her soulmate was nobody!

Maelyn happily walked over to where Lily was, wedging herself between Lily and Marlene, which was pretty easy since she was so thin despite the fact she ate like a dragon.

"Hello Lils!" she said, "Guess what? I don't have a soulmate! Aromatic-Asexuality is a valid sexuality!"

Lily just nodded along with Maelyn, still preoccupied with the fact that Elorie was her soulmate.

Maelyn just shrugged it off and looked at the pairs sitting around her, she hadn't really paid attention to anyone, and it was kinda fun to see all of the expressions on people's faces, ranging from pure delight to disgust, to despair.

A few minutes later, everyone had been sorted, and Maelyn swore she could hear a couple snogging noisily right behind her. She looked up to the front and saw that the blimey Headmaster had gotten onto his podium again.

"So, you all have been sorted once more, I truly hope you are happy with your results," He said, which earned him quite a few grumbles and moans, "If not, I am terribly sorry, but there really is nothing that can be done, on that note, there will be a few...changes at Hogwarts, due to the Ministry's new rules.

"First of all, there have been dorms added all around Hogwarts' grounds, some in the basements, some in the towers, and one in the empty rooms. They are just like your house dorms, except, there will be fewer people in each place these will be your new common rooms and dorm and you will find your new mates shortly."

There were many angry protests at this, Madelyn not included. It took a minute for everything to sink in, and she was honestly fine with it. If it meant she got to get away from most of the stupid-ass idiots that lived in the Slytherin common room, she was brilliant.

Dumbledore rose up a hand for silence, and silence he got. He continued on with speech as if a buttload of angry students didn't just yell at him, something Maelyn found quite amusing.

"Instead of sharing a room and bathroom with three to five other students, there will just be two: you and your soulmate, or for Polyamorous couples, however many people there are in your couple."

This was the real kicker that got quite a few people angry, Maelyn resisted the urge to laugh at the angry shouts of everyone in the room, and was quite glad she was an Aromantic-Asexual at the moment. Who was she kidding? She's been glad she was an Aromatic-Asexual ever since she found out her sexuality.

Dumbledore just kept on taking over the students, "As for Head Boys and girls, the rooms that you share with your soulmate, that is, if your soulmate isn't already your partner, will look quite similar to the Headboys and Girl bedrooms, and you will still have access to the Prefect, Quidditch Captain, Headboys and Headgirl bathrooms of course."

Maelyn just made sort of a duck face with her lips and clamped her fingers open and shut like a mourner running, when was he going to get to the bit about being free to go off and do a few things before lunch? It was in less than fifteen minutes! There couldn't possibly be any more announcements!

"And note that these new groups you will be sharing a dorm with have been chosen at absolute random, therefore if you get someone you really can't dorm with, I'm horribly sorry, but there really is nothing we can do."

Oh, there were.

"Note that you will have a week free of classes starting today to get to know your soulmate and new dorm members better, use this time wisely. Please take into consideration it's that you all are our beta test to see if this will be a continuing thing at Hogwarts, so sixth years be wary about next year.

"Now, the teachers that have been waiting at the back of the room have scrolls that have names on them and they will guide you to your new dorms, you will find all of your things have already been moved there, I hope you all have a good rest of your day."

Maelyn nearly punched the air in joy that the worst of it was over, she looked over to where the teachers were, and watched as Professor McGonagall, who has walked to the back at the beginning of Headmaster Dumbledore's announcements, stepped forward and read off of a scroll.

"The students that will be coming with me are, Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Thalia Carmichael, Miranda Clark, Lily Evans, Harley Kelly, Declan Lacey, Rabastan Lestrange, Hel Lokidottir, Remus Lupin, Elorie McFellon, Peter Pettigrew, James Potter, Pandora Potter, Evan Rosier, Severus Snape, Olivia Tucker-James, and Maelyn Winkle."

Everyone who's names had been called stood up and followed Professor McGonagall through the staircases, there was much talking between the eighteen students, but Maelyn mostly just kept to herself.

"It'd do you well to memorize where we're going, this is your new common room and you'll be going there more than wherever you were before," Professor McGonagall said.

Maelyn swore she could hear Hel talking to the painting and ghosts that passed, "Oh hello Madam Freezer, how are you? I trust I'll be seeing you a lot more often now. Oh hello, Mister KaNite Sir, how are you! Your memory still perfect isn't it?" It still kinda creeped her out how effortlessly Hel knew the ghosts and paintings, especially the dead ones, but heck, it was pretty cool.

In their second year, Maelyn had been mesmerised by the power and sass of Hel. She came over and told her about that, and ever since, they've been what you could call " acquaintances" Maleyn means that she knows her worth and that's bloody epic.

McGonagall led them to a large portrait, not unlike the one to the Gryffindor room of the fat lady, except this one was of a much younger girl, with green eyes, green hair, and green-tinted skin, she was wearing what looked like leaves and flowers and was playing around in nature.

Apparently, someone recognized the girl, because two voices in front of Maekyn said in surprise, "Daphne?" Except one went on to say, "Oh, it's been so long! Did they relocate you here? That's lovely, have you heard from Apollo lately? I can never seem to get in touch with him," while the other just said, "Oh You're beautiful."

"Here is your new door, with the portrait guarding it, as two of you have already said aloud, this is Daphne, there are four different ways to get in, the Hufflepuff way, but I see no Hufflepuffs here, so that doesn't matter at the moment, the Ravenclaw way, with a riddle, which Daphne has plenty of, supplied but the eagle knocker itself, or the Slytherin and Gryffindor way, with a password.

"Right now I will show you the password way, seeing as I trust you all can solve a riddle, and you need to know the password."

Professor McGonagall turned to Daphne, "Laurus nobilis."

Daphne smiled softly and the portrait swung open, revealing the common room inside. Once everyone got inside, there were gasps.

"Oh my god look at books!" One person said.

"Oh my higher beings look at the window!" Another said.

"Look at those gorgeous decorations!" Another person gasped.

"LOOK AT THAT COMFY-ARSE COUCH YOU COULD SLEEP ON IT!" three people yelled.

Maelyn got a real good look at the feeling and had a gasp of herself, "Oh my god. Look at those perfectly hang-off table chandeliers," she said, her jaw dropping slightly.

Everyone rushed to their respective places, Maelyn immediately sticking things up and leaping into the chandelier, effortlessly hanging upside-down and swinging lightly looking down below at everyone upside-down.

Professor McGonagall just shook her head at her wonderful, but exhausting, students, "Well then, there is a staircase that leads to the dorms, which I'm sure you've already seen. I would suggest finding your dorms before anything else, your things are already in there, and I would suggest unpacking as soon as possible. I will see you in the Great Hall for lunch shortly," she informed, before smiling and walking away, "Don't be late!"

𝕿𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Thalia immediately ran to the shelves of books, well, they were technically the walls of the room, that doubled as shelves. She saw out of the corner of her eye that Hel had gone to the window and threw it open, sticking her upper-half of her body outside, Miranda had gone over to the beautiful tapestries to examine them, typical for a spoiled rich bitch, the Marauders had run over to the admittedly comfy-looking couch, and everyone else just sat in one of the comfy chairs, well, everyone except Maelyn, who immediately swung onto a chandelier.

Thalia ran her finger over the books, they were put in alphabetical order by author's last name, and that was it for organization. There were new ones, there were old ones, there were some that looked fairly new, but still old enough to have been there since her father's age. Since this was to be her new common room, might as well make it her new duty to read all the books in this room, and preferably organize them a bit more.

"So, you like books?" Rabastan asked from a chair behind her.

"Admittedly," Thalia replied back.

"Stereotypical Ravenclaw," Rabastan mumbled under his breath.

Thalia sighed, picked out a book at random, and whipped around, "Well I'm sorry I like to read and I fancy learning," she said sarcastically, "You know, some people don't just want to be dull bags of meat lolling around in their mansion one day surviving off of old money. I desire to actually do something with my life. Thank you very much."

Rabastan looked surprised by Thalia's outburst, but she didn't care, it'd do him well to learn that not everyone will bend down to his "pure-blood power," she went to sit near the couch where the Marauders were on, sitting on a cushion near the fireplace like Lily was doing.

"Hey Lily," Thalia said, sitting cross-legged and putting her book in her lap, she looked across to Lily, who was staring at the already flaming fire, her arms wrapped around her legs and her chin resting on her knees, "You're thinking aren't you?" she asked in a much kinder tone than the one she was using with Rabastan.

"Yeah," Lily said, "I kinda just wish I knew why I got McFellon out of all people, she's the closest thing I have to a Gryffindor enemy, Potter was just a nuisance and a toerag, but I kinda just wish I got someone else."

"Yeah," Thalia said, looking over to where Rabastan and Evan Rosier were talking, "Yeah me too, I may find him interesting and such, and I may have some feeling towards him, but he's so... so-"

"Rich Pureblood-esque," Lily joked.

"Yeah, that," Thalia said smiling.

𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖞'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

"Sev, you're pining over Evans again," Harley said, leaning back in the comfortable chair as they pulled a nail-polish bottle from out of their robes, opening it to let the lovely smell of chemicals waft around the room.

"But, it's not fair!" Severus said, sitting on the floor in front of Harley on the plush carpet.

Harley just sighed, being Severus' soulmate was going to be so fucking frustrating. Of course, they loved Severus, but not like a lover, no, always like a little brother, or a best friend. They had never ever had feelings like that towards Severus, none that they could identify at least.

Plus they were bloody sharing a fucking room and bathroom? How the motherfucking hell were they supposed to deal with that? It was going to be so fucking awkward! And lord, the worst part was that Harley might develop actual feelings for Severus if they stay together like that for too long.

"Too bad Sev, she's not going to pay any fucking attention to you, so don't even try to," Harley said, adding another coat to their nails.

"But-."

"Sev?"

"What?"

"Please shut the everloving fuck up," Harley muttered, pocketing their nail polish and waving their hand in the air, letting it dry.

"Fine," Severus said, opening his bloody book and flipping to a page, no doubt memorizing another bloody potion.

Harley just stood up after their nails were dry and walked up the staircase, might as well see if the dorms were actually comfortable.

𝕰𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

"So mates," Elorie said, lounging on the couch, a leg draped over James and Sirius' legs, "Do you reckon the bedrooms are better or worse than the Gryffindor ones?" she asked.

Sirius and James grinned at each other while Remus just sighed, massaging his temples.

"Race ya!" Sirius cried out as he pushed Elorie's leg from off of him and leapt off the couch, dashing over to the staircase, James hot on his heels.

"Hey! Not fair! You didn't give a heads up!" Elorie yelled out after them as she sprinted over to the staircase, she could hear Remus softly muttering, with love in his voice of course, "Holy Hel, why am I friends with such morons?"

Elorie also noticed Hel flinch slightly as her head snapped in Remus' direction, he gave her some look that Elorie didn't even know meant, but she didn't stay back to find out, already racing to follow James and Sirius up the tower.

As to how that worked out? Well, they eventually ran the entire staircase up, and stupidly realized the moment they got to the top, they should've just waited at the bottom since the dorm doors were there.

"You all can be so thick sometimes," Remus called up from the bottom of the staircase. Elorie looked down and saw that Remus was accompanied by three lovely girls ... and Peter.

"Yeah! We know!" James called down, then looked to Sirius and Elorie, "Who won?"

"Uhhhhh," Sirius mumbled, frowning, "I think it was a tie between all three of us."

"Yeah, and I got a let start, which means I win!" Elorie said grinning, punching her fist into the air and bringing it down behind her face, "I win! But we better go and actually find our dorms," she added, walking down to where Remus, Hel, Pandora, Peter, and ugh, Evans were. She was positive there was more actual logical thinking going on down there.

"So," Sirius said, drawing out the "o" sound, "Where do we go?"

Remus looked up and around, Hel and Lily following his lead, Elorie considered doing it as well, but those three would find out how to do it anyways without her help.

"I'm positive that these are blocked with an enchantment of sorts, if the person doesn't invite you in, you can't go in," Hel said.

"Yes and of course, the rule probably breaks if someone's in trouble, Hogwarts will sense it and then let anyone who's good in," Remus added.

"The charms are probably something similar to the ones used on the stairs going to the girls' dormitories, so alohomora wouldn't work unless the person inside wanted for it to work," Lily included.

"So we should just test out the doorknobs and see which ones answer us," Pandora finished, walking up the steps.

"Wow," Elorie plus the other boys whispered.

Honestly, Elorie knew she was smart, she knew the gaggle of people she hung out with was smart, but she, James, and Sirius thought recklessly, not really using their brains for anything other than exams and pranking, leaving most of the actual logical stuff up to Remus and the others. It was still pretty cool to see how logical thinker's minds work though.

Elorie immediately ran up the steps, checking every doorknob, there were a total of ten doors though. Lucky for Elorie, she got hers on the fifth try, she felt someone behind her and caught a flash of bright red hair.

"Oh right, I'm dorming with you again," Elorie said rolling her eyes, "Except this time you're my soulmate and we have a room alone."

The years prior, Elorie had dormed with Lily, Pandora and Olivia, sure they had sleepovers at the other girls' dorms, and Elorie was usually off doing something YOLO-esque and getting up to trouble with the other Marauders, but they roomed together nonetheless. It was honestly Hell, they'd bicker all the time since their beds were the closest to one another, Lily liked to keep things vaguely organized while Elorie just threw stuff everywhere. But she could find everything perfectly okay of course, it was a mess but the key that it was an organized mess.

"Oh save your breath, we're technically always been soulmates, we just never saw it because we hate each other," Lily said, and Elorie could just feel the eye-roll behind her.

"No save your breath, and we still hate each other, that's clear."

"Obviously."

Elorie rolled her eyes and opened the door, her jaw dropped when she saw what it looked like.

It was honestly gorgeous, it looked and felt much bigger and airier than the old dorms, but that might've just been because there were only two beautiful, but quite large beds in there instead of 3-6 medium-sized ones. There was a gorgeous chandelier hanging from the ceiling and a large window on one end of the room, and Elorie swore she could see a balcony behind it.

It was obvious whose side was who's though, Lily had a ton of muggle things on her end, and loads of books and magazines. Elorie however, had a ton more wizarding things and had a lot more of just stuff on her side, sure it was all clean, but there was just stuff everywhere. Plus Lily's bedspread and her bedspread were very different, hers was red and had little gold Gryffindor lions all over it while Lily's was blue and had wands all over hers, plus she had a heck ton more stuffed animals.

Elorie used her common sense (shocker, she knows, it's enough common sense-usage for the rest of the week thank you very much, perhaps she'd see if she could fly her broom out of the window later, oh yes, lovely plan) and realized that this room was way to fancy since Lily was Head Girls of the Gryffindors. Everyone else's was probably really fancy, but not chandelier-on-the-ceiling fancy.

The first thing Elorie did when she got in was leaned onto the bed and jumped up and down on it. It looked so springy and she just had to test it out. Pandora probably would've had a heart attack if she knew Elorie was bouncing on the bed like a trampoline.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Lily cried out.

"I'm sitting calmly on the bed!" Elorie yelled out.

"No, you're not! Can you just get down and act civilized for a moment?"

"Nope!"

𝕳𝖊𝖑'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Hel sighed as she got to the last door, she had tried the other nine and none of them worked for her or Sirius, so by the process of elimination, the top one had to be theirs.

"Why the bloody top one?" Hel sighed, turning the knob, which actually opened the door this time, "Oh joy," she said, "This one actually works."

"It does?" Sirius asked like an excited puppy.

"Excited are we?" Hel asked, opening the door.

"Yeah, James let me in his and Aloof-Lacey's room and it was gorgeous! I wanna see our- oh Woah," Sirius breathed out.

Hel had opened the door and got in, and she had to admit she was impressed. It was so beautiful, there was a gorgeous vanity, the chandelier was just gorgeous, the crystal window was a beautiful touch, and the beds looked so plush. Hel immediately felt a sense of relaxation and awe when she went in, and she dashed for the window.

She unlatched the locks and threw open the window, exposing the balcony outside, she looked down to see other balconies, but it was beautiful. The railing was polished clean and felt smooth under her touch, she looked out and leaned her body against the railing, letting the autumn breeze flow through her hair.

"Be careful, you'll drop," Sirius said, leaning on the window opening from the inside.

"You'd jump off of this just to see if you could change into your animagus form in midair and land on the balcony below, don't pretend like you wouldn't and since when did you care?" Hel asked.

"For a while, but you're my soulmate now, I don't really want to lose you, even if you can't actually die."

Hel sensed that Sirius wanted to talk, and she turned around, his facial expression confirmed her suspicions. She looked down and saw that some students were on their balconies.

"Not here," she said, then when inside, unbuttoning her robes as she did so.

Sirius followed her lead, sitting down in his bed, it was quite obvious whose bed was whose and which side was which.

Sirius' side was the one decked out with photos of the Marauders, muggle bands, muggle magazine covers, Quidditch posters, his bed had red and gold comforters, and there was a ton of assorted black jewellery and eyeliner on his nightstand.

Hel's side, on the other hand, was more polished, all the photos were in frames, mostly silver, but a rose-gold one here and there, they were photos of her family, some beautiful-looking letters and pressed flowers. Her nightstand had a Raven Quill, a full bottle of ink, and a stack of parchment all ready to go, her bed was a dark black colour, a deep black that looked like it would swallow you whole, Hel seemed to like it though, since her lips curbed up lightly as she sat down on her bed, her outer-robes, vest, tie, socks, and shoes already discarded in a neat pile on the floor.

"So?" Sirius asked, leaning his head on the headboard.

Hel studied Sirius' body language for a moment, his pupils dilated in those mercury eyes, he was biting his lip, stretching, trying to appear larger, by accident or purpose, doesn't matter, running his fingers through his hair...

"How long?" Hel asked.

"What?"

"How long have you fancied me?"

"I never said-"

"Sirius, shut up," Hel said sighing, getting up and sitting down by Sirius, "It doesn't take a genius to figure out you've fancied me for a time, we've even kissed once before."

"But that was-"

Hel silenced Sirius with a look, "Yeah, I know it was for a spell, and an experiment, but you liked it, I could tell, so tell me. How long?"

Sirius looked at Hel perplexed for a moment, then his face broke out into a grin, "Since fifth year, after the whole Remus dilemma, I realized that small little inkling of a feeling I had for you was more than an inkling. Sure I dated around but-" Sirius bit his lip slightly and looked to Hel, "Couldn't stop thinking of you, how about you?"

Hel smiled briefly before putting her thinking face on again, she pulled out her locket and rubbed it softly, sending a look to Sirius. He was the one who had gotten her that locket, for Christmas, fifth year, there was an Asgardian charm placed on the locket, it was connected to Sirius' ring that she got him when each of them wore it and rubbed it, they could feel the other's emotion, "Before I answer your question, I figured it was around that time, but for you? Since third year."

"Third year?" Sirius asked in disbelief, but he was grinning.

"Yeah, after I helped you with those gashes? I couldn't do much, sorry, pink magic doesn't work with me, you know that," Hel said as Sirius nodded. Hel looked over at Sirius, who was rubbing his ring that Hel got for him, she felt that he wanted to ask something more, "What is it?" Hel asked.

"So what are we?" He asked.

"What do you mean? We're soulmates."

"No," Sirius sighed, "Relationship-wise."

Hel suddenly froze, honestly, she knew nothing about relationships, that was the other deities' fortes, not hers, she hadn't an idea what to do. Sirius was the one who was good at relationships, well, he knew how they worked. Sure he's probably shagged and briefly dated half of the girls and boys at Hogwarts, but he did maintain quite a few long-term ones.

"I don't know," Hel said, the words felt foreign in her mouth when she said it with pure truth, she usually knew a lot of things, and when she said I don't know, it was usually sarcastically, or at least she knew something about the topic that could fill in the blanks. With love, there was no way to read up about it or learn the nips and tricks, it was just love.

"Are we friends?" Sirius asked.

"Yes."

"Do you want to be more than friends?"

Hel knower on her lip, she desperately wanted to say yes, but her image? Her status? Hell, if this was long term and Sirius was her forever soulmate, was that going to work? She was a goddess, she would live for aeons, Sirius' life would just be a heartbeat for her, that would surely break her, right?

In her worry, the illusion Hel put on herself flickered on and off, exposing her dead side as she was not concentrating on the spell.

"Hel, your illusion," Sirius said, pointing at Hel's dead side, which just so happened to be the side that was facing him.

"Oh, what?" Hel asked, then noticed what Sirius was talking about, she quickly got her wand from the pile of clothes on the ground and waved it over her left side, hiding her dead side again.

"Hel, you don't have to do that when you're with me," Sirius whispered.

Hel was about to open her mouth to say something, but thought against it and exposed her left side. Sirius made no reaction to it, if anything, he had let love in his eyes when seeing Hell's true form.

"Yes I want to be more than friends," Hel said finally.

"So, you want to go out with me?" Sirius asked with a grin.

"Hel yes," Hel said smiling, she had made a pun just for fun's sake.

Sirius smiled and titled his head to the side slightly, leaning in slowly to Hel halfway, closing his eyes and letting Hel choose if she wanted to go the rest of the way or not. Hel smiled and softly pressed her lips to Sirius' it was sweet and quaint, but both were still breathless when they pulled away.

"Oh my god I have to Raven my father, tell him everything," Hel said a bit breathlessly.

Sirius smiled, "Alright, can I watch, darlin'?"

"Of course love," Hel said, liking the way that sounded.

"This is going to be secret for a while isn't it?"

"Yep."

𝕯𝖊𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖓'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜: 

Declan muttered a few choices of words under his breath, sitting in the comfy chair closest to the corner. Perhaps they had confiscated his cauldron from his other room? He had hidden it with his underwear, and there was a chance they found it, but that would mean they'd been rifling through his underwear which was absolutely disgusting.

He sighed, Lily and Remus had gone along with their friends to find their rooms, he heard about the enchantments and stuff and was quite glad that at least no one could run in on him making an illegal, or even worse, a legal potion. Well, no one other than the blasted Potter.

"Might as well check it out," he mumbled under his breath. Declan waited a good few seconds to make sure the others were already in their rooms, save for the people lounging (or bickering) in the common room before going up to check it out.

Declan walked up the staircase, checking the doors as he went, as he thought, the doors were all locked to him, except for the one second to last, the second-highest door.

"Why so high?" he mumbled under his breath, opening the door and pushing on it, letting him inside. He was greeted with a James fucking Potter jumping up and down on the bed like a doofus, not that it surprised him. What surprised him was how very neat and beautiful everything was, heck, there was a fucking balcony by the looks of it, and Declan got the window side of the room.

He could tell he gt the window side of the room because his side was the one decked out in blues and silvers, a heck of a ton more elegant because of the colour rather than James' in-your-face scarlet and gold. Declan ignored James and went over to his trunk at the foot of the very large bed, he opened it and rummaged through the clothes, all bought by his parents and were far too expensive for his taste before he found his beloved cauldron.

"I'm rooming with the Aloof-Lacey," James said, still bouncing on the bed.

Declan just groaned internally at James' childish behaviour before covering his cauldron up again, "Lacey works you know," he snapped back.

"Whatever, lighten up!" James said, plopping down o the bed, crossing his legs in midair so he was sitting Indian-style was he fell down.

"I'll lighten up when you stop calling me Aloof-Lacey," Declan said icily.

James pulled out his wand, placing around with spells, "I don't get it, why are you so aloof though? I mean, smiling's fun right? And laughing, and actually talking to people, you kind of hide in the shadows, like Lokidottir does, it's creepy, but hey, part of being aloof right?"

Declan prayed to god that James would just shut up, he was obviously rambling, trying to goad Declan into saying something but he wouldn't satisfy James by doing so.

"What's your favourite colour? What's your favourite sport? What's your favourite food? What's your favourite drink? What's your favourite animal? What's your favourite spell? What's your Patronus? What's your favourite class? Can you swim? Do you have a pet?" James asked quickly and annoyingly, much like a spoiled child.

Okay, Declan was getting ready to hex James in three ... two ...

"WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR LUNCH!" A voice screeched out form the staircase loud enough for everyone to hear.

Delcan sighed while James bolted out the door, the, in the lovely words of Lily Evans, "arrogant toe-rag" was saved by lunch this time.

Last update's question: Do you guys prefer visuals in the beginning, middle, or end? Or no visuals at all?

This update's question: What's your character's relationship dynamic with their love? (For my lovely Aro-Ace darling, what's her favourite foods or hobbies?)

OC's used in this chapter:

Miranda Clark

Declan Lacey

Elorie McFellon

Harley Kelly 

Hel Lokidottir

Maelyn Winkle

Olivia Tucker-James

Pandora Potter

Thalia Carmichael