I just thought of this and thought it'd be really fun to write. A few of these characters are based on real people, myself included. Sorry if it's rubbish, hope you enjoy!
This is for Kiki and Cuz!
Now on with the Chapter…
Chapter 1 - Letters
Frances, Alexa, Kiera, Carlene, Erika, and Jennifer sat around the lunch table talking and laughing. It was Long-Lunch on Friday. Everyone was discussing their weekend plans.
"What do you think about Hope's party, eh?" Erika asked looking around. "You all going?"
Jen looked up startled. "What party?" She paused and thought for a moment. "Oh! Oh, do you mean her B-day party?"
"Obvi! You all going?"
Alexa and Carlene nodded, but Keira shook her head. "I can't. I have a horse show."
"Oh well that sux!" Frances exclaimed. "I wouldn't miss it for the world. She's turning fifteen. One more year and she gets her permit like me." She laughed. "Merlin! I can't wait until I don't have to drive you all around anymore!"
Everyone at the table chuckled, but Alexa looked at her oddly. "Did you just say Merlin?"
"Huh?" Frances looked slightly confused. "I dunno. Did I?"
Alexa nodded. "Now I can see picking up the English lingo, but the book lingo? You are weird!"
"What are you two on about?" Carlene asked. She chuckled and turned back to talk to Erika about the music they would play and what she should wear to the party. Alexa and Frances started a conversation about a story they'd read online.
"They update again!" Alexa said excitedly. She began explaining what happened in the new chapter, gesturing wildly. Suddenly, she made a dramatic sweep of her hand and sent her soda flying off the table. "Oh well," she signed and bent to pick up the can. "No use crying over spilled potion."
Frances looked at her with wide eyes. "Look who's picking up book lingo now!"
Alexa grinned sheepishly and shrugged. They sat in silence for a moment, listening to snatches of conversations.
"What do you think about the pink…"
"Should I request that new Usher…"
"Do you know when the next…"
"Yea, I'd bet my broomstick on it!"
The last comment was from Keira. Frances and Alexa turned to look at her in shock. "Keira?" The brown haired turned and looked at them quizzically. "Do you realize that you just said 'I'd bet my broomstick on it'?"
She looked a bit shocked. "I did? Man, we must be really be obsessed with this."
The three laughed uneasily.
Later that day, the three had gotten together at Frances' house. Keira laid across the bottom of the bed, while Alexa sat in the rocking chair in the corner, her feet propped up on the head of the bed. Frances laid on her stomach on the floor, her head propped on her hands.
"Why
do you think we suddenly started using book-lingo? I don't think I
ever used it before." Frances asked thoughtfully.
Alexa
shrugged. Keira opened her mouth to reply, but a tap at the window
cut her off.
"What the hell is that? We're on the second floor." Frances asked, getting up.
Keira smirked. "Maybe you have an admirer and they're standing down there throwing rocks at your window?"
Frances rolled her eyes. She ducked to look out thinking how convenient it was that the screen had been taken out. She gasped, completely stunned. "Uh, Kiki? Alexa? Come here, please! Hurry."
She felt two figures behind her. She heard two gasps. A huge barn owl hovered outside the window. Frances bent to open the window. She straightened and pushed her blonde hair out face.
"Am I hallucinating? Please tell me this is some sort of hallucination of dream or something! This is too weird. Way too much like the books. Owls. Do. Not. Carry. Messages." Frances said in a panicky voice. Keira reached out and took the three letters off the out-stretched leg. The owl took off with a great flap.
The three looked down at the letters in Keira's hands.
One read:
Keira Mahogany
Frances' Bedroom
15 Green Street
Paskety
New England
USA
And another:
Alexa Fattoria
Frances' Bedroom
15 Green Street
Paskety
New England
USA
And the final:
Frances Furlan
Bedroom
15 Green Street
Paskety
New England
USA
All three letters were addressed in bright green ink. Their jaws dropped. They looked up from the letters and stared at each other in shock. Each taking the letter addressed to them, they opened them and read. They were identical, but for the name:
Dear Miss Furlan,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. We are sincerely sorry from the lateness of the arrival of this letter. Due to the fact that you live in the USA, we did not realize you were meant to attend Hogwarts.
You will start intense training on October 1. Next year, you will start, with two other students, on next September 1. You will be picked up at your house on September 31 and you will be fully informed, then.
Enclosed is a list of required items. Please, present this to the Hogwarts representative.
Yours truly,
Professor McGonagall
The three pulled a list out of the envelope. Again, they looked up at each other in shock. "This has to be a joke. It just has to. But who would play such an elaborate joke as this? I mean train an owl and all?"
The other two shrugged, in a stunned sort of way.
Alexa opened his mouth, then shut it, then opened it and said, "C-Could it b-be real, do you think? I-I mean, do you think it really could be real, like there could actually be a Hogwarts?"
"I-I don't know…"Keira breathed. "We'll just have to, to wait and see, I guess."
The rest of the afternoon was spent talking and laughing about what they would do if they actually could go to Hogwarts.
