Me: "Yeah, I must be insane"

Kenshin: "My idiotic hikari decided to stay up just so she could start a Harry Potter fanfic."

Me: *yawn* "I'm tired."

Kenshin: "What she means to say is that she notices that she threw some inside jokes into this fic. She'd like you to ignore those."

Me: "I think I'll go to bed soon."

Kenshin: "Translation: I do not own Harry Potter."

Me: *hands Kenshin piece of paper*

Kenshin: (reading) "Please excuse this pathetic plot. I do not mean for this to sound so much like one of my other fics. I am not planning for it to turn out like that one at all. This one is supposed to be a lot funnier, if Rath and I remember all those jokes we made up about Harry Potter. I know this chapter isn't much. Please bear with me. Thank you."

=^o.o^=

I can't say the day was a normal day. It started with me telling my friends that one of my ancestors on my Chinese side of the family was actually Dutch. During Snack I made the mistake of running behind Laurie while she was on the swings- and ended up getting kicked in the head. All through Latin Kenshin mentally scolded me. Luckily this time I did not scream "Shut the hell up, already!" in the middle of class. I went absolutely mental during Lunch, which I havn't done in a while. The end-of-season sports party at the end of the day didn't improve my condition. There was an unexpected downpour right after school ended, so we were unable to so outside before heading to study hall. And that was when things really started to get crazy.

The first thing we noticed was that there weren't that many people down there in the commons. There was the receptionist, a few sixth and fifth graders in the French room, and Ms. Watson just leaving the library, but that was all.

"Hey, why don't we all go to the Library instead," I suggested when we got downstairs.

"Why?" questioned Cassidy.

"Well, because all the fifth and sixth graders are in the French room, and it's a known fact that they'll go to any means to got on our nerves. Besides, no one's in the Library."

All three shrugged and followed me in. As Jamie entered, she switched off the lights. The room immediately became very dark, due to the great thunderstorm outside. Cassidy squealed.

"Turn those back on!"

"Why?" asked Jamie. "I thought you liked the dark."

"Not when it's this dark."

"It's too bright with the lights on," I argued

"Yes," agreed Laurie.

"We can hardly see!"

"Correction: You can hardly see."

There was a bright flash of lightening and a deafening crash of lightening.

"TURN THE LIGHTS BACK ON!"

"Fine, fine." Jamie walked back to the switch and turned the lights back on. "Happy now?"

Laurie shook her head. "But I liked the dark."

"Well, if Jamie hadn't turned the lights back on, Cassidy would have gone all Macys on us."

Cassidy picked up on of the Library pillows and threw it at me. "Shut up!" I dodged, but it still hit me.

"Hey!" I picked up the pillow and threw it at her, missing and hitting Jamie.

"Yo!" she yelled, picking up two pillows and hurling them at both of us. Before we knew it, the three of us were throwing pillows at each other.

"Stop!" Laurie yelled. "Riyo, Cassidy, and Jamie, if Ms. Watson sees you-"

Jamie and I froze as Cassidy threw the pillow she had been holding at me.

"Yes Mommy," Jamie and I replied. "But Mommy, Daddy was-"

"If your brother was here-"

I shut up and sat down. "Great. We'll definitely get in trouble for having a pillow fight. Now what are we supposed to do?"

Laurie sat down next to me. "Yeah, there isn't ever really anything for us to do in study hall."

Jamie grinned. "Oh, we'll probably come up with something."

I caught her grin. "Wait a sec-" I got up and walked to the door.

"Wait, where are you going?" asked Laurie.

"No where. C'mon, Jamie."

I walked out of the Library in to the commons with Jamie following behind. I leaned against the Library door so Cassidy and Laurie couldn't follow to listen in.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"The Basilisk-"

"Yeah-"

"Perfect set-up. You heard how Cassidy freaked."

"We still have to figure out everything it says-"

"Oh, yeah. We can just look it up in the book-"

"I get the book, you sneak around and turn off the lights-"

"Hai-"

It was then that I noticed Cassidy banging against the door.

"Let me out!"

I stepped away from the door, and Cassidy came stumbling out. "What were you talking about?"

I walked by her back into the Library, Grabbing the second Harry Potter book off the shelf. "Nothing." I opened to the table of contents, looking for the chapter that had what I was looking for.

"What are you doing?" Cassidy inquired again.

"Nothing."

Cassidy made a grab for the book.

"Hey!" I ran and jumped on top of the table in the middle of the room, trying to get the book out of her reach.

"Riyo-" warned Laurie. Jamie was standing in the doorway, right by the light switch.

"Now whatever would make you think we were up to something?" she said in her false innocent voice.

"Jamie-"

There was a lightening flash, and a crash louder than the first. I jumped, dropping the book on the floor. The lights flickered, than went out.

"Shit-"

"JAMIE!"

"It wasn't me. I swear!" We all heard Jamie start flicking the light switch on and off, all in vain. "The power must be busted."

"Dude!"

"Yeah, I know, this is actually pretty cool."

"No, dude, look at the book!"

We all looked at the book. It had fallen on the floor open to one of the pages in the front of the book, the page that said Also by J.K. Rowling: Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone. The word were glowing, bright and growing larger.

"Dude, what tha-" I jumped down from the table, but before I could land, the type exploded in bright light, blinding us all. Next thing I knew, instead of landing on the Library's soft, carpeted floor, I ended up on my back on a cold, hard, stone floor. I no longer seemed to be wearing my school uniform, but a black robe instead.

"Oh my gosh, Riyo, are you ok?" I heard Cassidy ask. Her voice sounded different, but I couldn't figure out how.

"Miss McCarthy, what exactly do you think you're doing?"

I looked up, straight into the face of Professor McGonagall. Uh-oh, I thought. This can't be good.

TO BE CONTINUED