Chapter 1: What's Happening?

Earth.

Hermione Granger walked down the empty corridor, carrying her Arithmacy books. She was alone in the stone hallway, and since Hogwarts was a very old school, the candle lit walls looked eerie. She should have been used to creepy stuff, considering all of the stuff she has been to over the years. Professor Sprout had given her a pass, Hermione was helping Luna and some other students like Padama, clean out the green house.

-CRASH-

Hermione came to a dead stop, the loud shot startled her, causing her to drop her books, and she quickly drew her wand, holding it in front of her, she had the odd taste of dirt lightly playing on her tongue.

"W-Who's there?" she spoke strongly, now a days, you don't know what's around the next corner.

No one answered, just the strange silence. Hermione desperately wanted to have her hands intertwined with her boyfriend, Harry Potters. They had gotten together last summer, thanks to her unexpected stay at the burrow.

She slowly began to put away her wand, but as she looked down towards her spilled books, something was writing itself in the dusty floor.

Let me show you your powers...

The neat handwriting spelt. What the heck? What powers? "Annoying peeves" Hermione muttered, thinking it was another trick but the schools poltergeist. She quickly smudged the dirt with her foot.

She began to shift toward her books and, wait- were her books moving close to her? Was the slab of rock rising?

Fire.

Ginny Weasley was sitting in her house common room. She was admiring the beautiful stitch work of the golden curtains and red sofa. Ginny was always moving. Quidditch. Class. Study. Eat. Quidditch. Class. Study. Talk. Eat.

She noticed she never really appreciated the things around her, everything was moving fast, like the flicker of a flame, moving on a window seal. Ginny sighed, and got up to sit by the fire, it was a cold day, the rain was pouring uncontrollably on the rooftops of the school of magic.

Her gaze lingered on the orange flame, growing small, and large. The black coals reflected in her gaze, lingering on her brown eyes, making her pupils look bigger. She, for some reason, felt the need to have warmth on her freckled skin, although as she aged, the childish freckled were fading.

Before she snapped out of her gaze, her fingers were dangerously close to the flame, she gasped and pulled back but why was….

The flame was lingering on her finger? The reddish glow made a halo around her nail…what is happing?

Water.

Luna Lovegood was the last one in the green house, not even Neville stayed. Once Hermione had left, no one had wanted to talk to the girl. She didn't let it get to her that much. And of course, Lavender left to go see Ronald. Thinking of his name still brought pain to her heart, she has tried and tried again to forget about the redhead boy who drove her heart wild, but she never could.

Luna often thought that people took advantage of her. Never Hermione, Ginny, Harry, or even Ron does but others do. Did Hanna Abbott ever tell anyone about the night that Luna found her in the room of requirements, crying her eyes out? What about Cho Chang when she fell down the stairs, and Luna was the only one there? She did not even like herbology! Padama had asked her to help!

She guessed she just had that vibe about her, though her theories and glossy eyes did seem to draw people away.

Luna plopped a tray of white roses on a cart effectively covering herself in the clear water. She noticed she had taken her smock off earlier.

"Just great, Wackspurts love rose water." She began to spin a little, her way of getting water off of her. But she was stunned.

A hoop of large droplets had been suspended in thin air around her, and Luna did not dare move an inch. When a seed bin on edge fell, startling Luna even more, crashed, the suspended water turned to ice, dropping heavily to the ground, shattering.

What is going on?

A/N: thank you for the reviews on the first chapter! Sorry I haven't updated! I hope you liked this one, I had put a different one up, but I didn't want the story to go in that direction. So I hope you enjoyed it! R&R!