Title: Across the Line

Author: Forever Tom's Mannequin (more commonly known as Alex)

Summary: How do a bunch of crazy teenagers cope when they're cooped up in a castle for seven years? They make complete idiots of themselves, fall in and out of love, and perform completely uncalled for pranks.

Rating: Teen, just to be safe.

Genre: Humor/Romance.

Warnings: Basically, this started as an RP my friends and I were doing and we wanted to turn it into a fanfic. I got the task to take a notebook full of crap and make a story. Totally AU, by the way.

Disclaimer: I'm only gonna say this once. It's not mine. shudder There, I said it. You can't make me do it again!

A/N: This may seem like a mass self-insertion. Well, it is. But it's probably worth the read. It made us giggle while writing it. At the end of each chapter, I'll put up one of the characters that we created bios.

Chapter One: On the Hogwarts Express.

Lily Evans stepped onto Platform 9 ¾ alone. Her parents would have liked to see her off, but Petunia was being a right pain in the arse. They thought it better that they just leave.

Lily sighed and pulled her long red hair into a loose ponytail. She threw her trunk into the luggage rack and began to search the platform for a few of her friends.

With a loud pop, a girl with bright red hair appeared next to Lily on the platform. Lily jumped away quickly before she realized it was one of her fellow Gryffindors. A girl named Sylia Moon.

Sylia grinned down at Lily before jumping down off her trunk and picking up the end to roll it after her.

"Now, where did Cat land?" she muttered to herself as she pushed her way through the crowd to find her sister. "Cat? Where are you?" she shouted into the crowd as she got more and more frustrated by her sister's disappearance.

Audrey Flynn slowly drug her trolley containing all the things she'd need for the upcoming school year along Platform 9 ¾, searching the crowd for some fellow Ravenclaws, but, alas, found none in her year. She continued her stroll along the platform until she found an empty train car and began to settle in.

"Sylia!" Cat saw her sister walking in the opposite direction. "I'm over here."

Once her sister joined her, she said, "I'm going on to the train. I'll see you there?" She ran off before Sylia could respond. She walked down the train's corridor looking for her friends. She stopped at one of the back compartments. A dorm-mate of hers was there. "Hey Audrey. Do you mind if I sit here?"

Lily was a little shocked to see Sylia Moon Apparate right next to her. Then she ran off without much of a word. She shrugged and went off to the train. She found a compartment near the front until it was time for the Head's meeting. There were a few other people in it, none of which she knew very well. She grinned amicably and asked, "Can I sit here?"

Lyra Lestrange has situated herself in an empty compartment, hoping to avoid her brother and his new girlfriend. She knew it wouldn't last. They never did. He was too twisted for even most Slytherin girls.

She was only a second year, but she had managed to keep most of the other houses out of her compartment. A seventh year Ravenclaw was the only one she hadn't managed to intimidate. A fourth year Slytherin had joined her shortly after. The Ravenclaw, thankfully, ignored them and read a book. The boy, named Michael Townshend, was attempting to engage Lyra in conversation, but stopped short when the compartment door opened. Lyra looked up and saw Evans standing there.

"Can I join you?"

"Yeah, sure," Michael said, dreamily.

Lyra snorted. Boys always fawned over Evans. She wasn't even that pretty, plus she was a Mudblood! Townshend could use a little taste in women. "Fine," Lyra spat. "Sit down."

Lily took a seat, cautiously. "Thank you." The boy was staring at her. It made her a liitle uncomfortable.

"Quit your gaping, Townshend!" Lyra snapped.

Lily smiled at her, but Lyra's glare quickly made it fall from her face. Lily glanced at the Ravenclaw, a girl named Mitzy Ferguson, and saw that she hadn't even looked up throughout the ordeal. Maybe getting lost in a book was the way to go.

Lyra watched as Evans pulled a thick book out of her bag. She sneered at the title, Pride and Prejudice, as it was obviously a Muggle book. She actually tried to ensnare Townshend in a conversation, but he was still calf-eyed over Evans.

She groaned and settled into her seat. It was going to be a long ride.

Georgia Peach was escorted onto Platform 9 ¾ by her house-elf, Louisiana, because, of course, she never did manual labor. That was a house-elf's job. She observed the passersby with a judgmental eye, the sharpness of a thousand daggers reflected in her gaze. Suddenly, she spotted Regulus across the throng. "Louisiana, put my trunk on the train. I no longer require your services today." George then began her trek across the platform, her curls bouncing like coiled serpents.

"Regulus, dear, how was your summer?" she said while hugging her friend.

"We'll talk about it later, when there are less people to overhear." Regulus said tensely while shifting his eyes back and forth. He then began to pull George toward the train in order to secure a private compartment. Once inside, he sat near the window and began to run his fingers through his shaggy black hair. A crazed expression took over his features as he began his story.

"Something is coming. I can feel it. Father is talking of a great power on the rise. I cannot wait. Finally, Mudbloods will be viewed as inferior and we Purebloods with be viewed as the superior beings that we are." Regulus glanced over to see a crazed grin resembling his own settle on George's face. "By the way, how was your summer?"

"My summer was uneventful, as usual. We vacationed in Spain, but after the fifth time, Spain feels like a vacation in a jello mold. Everything seems to take forever and your views become distorted. I would have rather stayed home. At least there would be decent service in our manor," George said, her smile turning into a frown. " But I am really exhausted and that bench looks rather appealing. Could you transfigure me a pillow? You know I'm likely to turn something into a cactus before I turn it into anything soft."

Regulus then took his jacket off and transfigured it into a pillow, tossing the fluffy mass into George's face. Lying down on the newly-transfigured pillow, she glanced at Regulus. "Bitch." This was followed by a quick smirk, then she closed her eyes, drifting off into her dreams.

Regulus began to write his Potions essay, forgotten due to the excitement of the coming events he had spoken of.

Roxy Snape entered the platform alone, trying to avoid a confrontation with her brother, Severus. She looked around for someone she knew, in vain. She settled on going to find a compartment, knowing there would be few to spare this late. She started in the back, hoping to find the Marauders, knowing it wouldn't happen if they didn't want to be found. She looked into various compartments until she found an empty one. She sat down and decided she should probably do her Transfiguration homework that she had been putting off all summer. It was her least favorite subject, thus why she had waited so long.

Kane Tako entered the platform with a smirk fixed on his face. He wanted, more than anything, to find a way to beat Sirius Black. Still with the simple smirk on his face, he sauntered onto the train trying to find some other Hufflepuffs to sit with or, better yet, Sirius. Kane had done a lot over the summer to increase his sex appeal. He wanted to try it out on a girl Sirius was making moves on, just to prove that it wasn't impossible to beat him in relationships.

After walking up and down the train, he came to a compartment with some people he didn't know in it. He moved his hair out of his eyes and said, simply, "Yo. Can I sit here?"

Sylia raised an eyebrow at the retreating form of her sister before setting off to find a seat on the train herself. She found a seat with some of the previous year's Quidditch team for Gryffindor. "Hey guys," she said as she sat down on a bench and set her owl next to it. "Where's James?"

Her question was answered by Mark, a chaser on the team. "I think he's out chasing Evans or some other girls. With him, you never know."

Sylia rolled her eyes. "Of course he is." She crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat. The members of the team recognized this as her 'Captain' stance. "Zach and Kally both graduated last year. Hopefully we'll get some good tryouts." She said this to no one in particular as she closed her eyes and thought of game tactics.

"Hey Captain." Someone poked her. Sylia opened one eye and saw it was Mark. "Sirius wants you," he said and pointed at the door where the shaggy, and incredibly cute, seventh year stood. Sylia blushed bright red and smiled at her long-time crush.

Sirius, like always, almost missed the train because he was too busy flirting with girls to pay attention to the time. It was only the last warning whistle that brought him out of his conversation long enough to run onto the train. Being the last one on, he couldn't find any compartment that wasn't already full, nor could he find James or Remus.

He did, however, come across Sylia and the other Quidditch kids from last year's team. "Hey, have any of you seen James or Remus?" he asked. He didn't realize Sylia had drifted off to sleep in the few moments her eyes were closed. Mark fixed that for him, though and he could see Sylia's cheeks flush from being caught.

"Have you seen any of the old crowd?" he asked her.

Sylia's bright smile faltered for a moment, but she replied. "Nope. I think Remus is supposed to go the the prefects meeting soon, though."

Sirius nodded and plopped down next to Sylia. "Well, I'll just wait for them here then."

Sylia smiled at him again and he was glad to see she didn't look upset anymore.

Audrey glanced up at Cat from her book.

"I don't mind," she responded to Cat's question and immediately reabsorbed herself in a book about Quidditch. She would occasionally glance up to see if anyone new had joined their group, hoping it would be someone interesting. Not that Cat wasn't interesting, but Audrey wanted someone with a 'Y' chromosome.

Cat smiled. "Thanks." She took a seat and pulled a book out of her purse. She settled down to read.

Lily glanced around her compartment. The obnoxious fourth year had fallen asleep, as had the Ravenclaw. Lyra, on the other hand, was still awake.

"What are you reading?" She was bored enough to lower herself to talk to Evans, as they had another hour on the train.

"Pride and Prejudice. You should read it." Lily smiled, trying to make friends.

"A Muggle novel? Yeah, like I'd be caught dead with that."

Lily's smile fell, yet again. "Why are you so down on Muggles? Not everything Muggle is inferior, you know."

"Why do you care?" She glanced down at her watch. It had been created magically so that it would still function at Hogwarts. "Don't you have a meeting to go to?"

"Oh shoot!" Lily jumped up. "What time is it?"

"Five 'til two."

"Thanks for letting me sit here. Good-bye." Lily crammed her book into her messenger bag.

"I didn't. Townshend did."

Lily paused. "Well, thanks anyway." She left. Lyra looked around her. All the others were asleep. She always managed to end up with the most boring people.

Lily sped down the corridor. She was supposed to meet with the Head Boy before the meeting to make sure they were in agreement over the patrolling schedules and such.

She burst into the Head's compartment. It was empty. She looked into the corridor to make sure she hadn't missed him. She had no idea who it was, but she was betting on Remus. He seemed to be the most competent.

She sat in a seat in the compartment. It was by far the largest, having been magically enhanced to fit all the prefects at once.

A few moments later, Severus Snape walked into the compartment. "Are you Head Girl?" he asked with a tone of disgust.

"Yes. Did you make Head Boy?" Lily fervently hoped not.

"I'm afraid someone else has gotten the position. Apparently he doesn't put much stock in being on time if he isn't here yet."

"I have to agree with you. When the others show up, we'll start. With or without him."

Character Name: Catrina (Cat) Moon

Player Name: Alex S.

Age: 17 (7th year)

Description: 5'3. Shoulder length brown hair. Green eyes.

Background: Half-blood. Twin sisters with Sylia, although they are not identical. Grew up in Dublin, Ireland. First cousin is George.

Personality: Smart, reads a lot, draws a lot. Graceful. Loves Transfiguration and Arithmancy. Hates Divination and Defense Against the Dark Arts.