A/N: I've decided, mostly to amuse myself, to do what Kate and Kate have done with Twilight.

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but without the random spaces. READ ITS FUNNY!

I've put MYSELF into the harry potter world, except im NOT in AN way a marysue, and if I am, its only because im naturally perfect, hehehe.
DIE ALL YOUSE MARYSUE BETCHES!!! HEE YAH!

(btw plz excuse the lame beginning, im mock a certain other fanfics, if you know what I mean *eyebrow waggle*)

I came home from school one afternoon, and saw standing in my kitchen, a creepy old guy with twinkling blue eyes. *gasp*

It was my dad.

"Hey, weird-man-I-always-find-in-my-home, how are you?"
My dad looked up at me suspiciously from the onion he was cutting (twinkling with TEARS see?). He wasn't looking at me like that because of what id called him, but because id asked how he was, and without a fake brittish accent too. It WAS a Friday afternoon, and teenagers arnt cheerfull at this time as a rule.
"How are you? Sane?" He asked.
"Or course," I scoffed, "arent I always??"
I turned away to walk down the hallway, muttering to myself:
"Cor, what a looney, DUH im sane! I know, hes always like that! Well at least we have each other right? Right."
I could hear my dad laughing as I hopped upstairs and grinned. If I was weird, it was definitely his fault.
I sat on my bed, next to Jolson The Frog, and got my book out. It was about then that my idiot dog realised that I was home, and jumped up on my bed in its pathetic glee.
"Honey, look at this, I cant believe you!" I told the animal, holding up Jolson, attempting to show Honey the stuffed toy's little tissue bandage and sling on its arm.
The dog licked Jolson, then looked back at me, tail wagging.
"Don't you dare be happy! This is a disgrace!" I cuddled Jolson, and Honey reacted to my tone of voice by lying down and looking as guilty as a wee doggy can.
"What do you MEAN it wasn't your fault? I caught you biting him! You little whore."
Honey fled the room, and I shrugged, picking my book up again.

No, talking to you pets isn't weird, neither is swearing at them…
Ok maybe not…
Shutup brain, shutup.

It was already dark outside, when I heard the doorbell ring. I didn't bother to get up, the only person who would visit at this time is one of dads friends from work.
But then I heard dad call up the stairs."Shona! Come down!"
"In a moment!" I yelled back. I went back to my book.
Im not rude, really. Much.
There was a bang, and I jumped up, but it was just dad hitting the wall to get me downstairs.
Damn, I thought, if it was ninja aliens attacking I woulda totally wipped their arses! I karate chopped my way downstairs, and burst into the living room, still in full on epic-battle-sequence mode.

But then I saw a stranger sitting talking to dad, and I lowered my arms.

He was old, and he had a wicked long beard. He was very politely speaking to my father in a brittish accent, and I giggled as my dad tried to change his accent from back-streets English to more posh like the mans. The both looked up as I walked in. I noticed that the man was wearing what looked like a nightie, but I wasn't too weirded out by this, my had does have some pretty odd friends, id seen stranger.
"Ah, yes," the man said, smiling. "Shona Edwards."
"Creepy guy knows my name. Cool." I said, but he just chuckled. (old men don't gigle, no way, they chuckle) I sat dwn and looked over at my dad.
"This man had come to speak to you sweetie." He said, then he mouthed Gandalf, right?
I had to stop myself from laughing out loud (LOL!!!!11!!) because he DID look a lot like Gandalf, minus the cane, oh, sorry WALKING STICK.
Gandalfman cleared his throat. "Yes, im from Ho-"
"Wait!" I interrupted. I tilted my head to the side, listening. "The girls…theyre too quiet…could be trouble…"
Just as I spoke, there was a crash, and multiple thuds and bands as something large fell down the stairs. Hysterical giggling could be heard.
Dad ran off to check my sisters, leaving me and Gandalfman alone.
He leaned forward and said quickly:
"Ms Edwards, im Albus Dumbledore, Im from Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and wizardry, we would like to offer you a place at our school."

I blinked.

My head felt fuzzy, all dizzy and I thought: this cant possibly be happening, im dreaming, yes I am, I must be this isn't real, it's a dream.
I could feel a fan girl squeal coming on.
"Dude." I managed to say.
Dumbledore sat back, his eyes twinkling.
How can the do that? Does he have special contact lenses? I thought, before shaking my head and returning to the current situation.
"This is a joke." I said firmly.
"No im afraid not."
"But what the hell! Youre In a BOOK! You MUST be some kind of professional Dumbledore impersonator, is that a profession? Pretending to be book characters! Ill bet it is!"

Ok, so maybe I was a little....panicky then. But book characters were talking to me! How would YOU react to that!

"Ms Edwards, are you aware that many of your relatives have attended my school."
I opened my mouth to say of course they havent, but then….I did have loads of cousins in England we didn't stay in contact with…
"But why come all the way to Australia to get me!" I demanded.
"You are needed at my school."
I sighed, this is so predictable. Id read enough fanfictions to know exactly what was coming next. I looked up as I thought, hmm I wonder if some fan girl is controlling me through some fanfics…. (A/N:lol dats me!)
"Was there a prophecy?" I asked.
He only looked surprised for a moment, before calmly nodding.
"I knew it. So this is real?"
"Yes."
I was silent for a moment then -
"AHHHHHHHHHH! OMG OMG OMG! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HOGWARTS HOGWARTS HOOOOOGWARST!" I danced around a little bit as my dad came back into the room, then sped off down the hallway to call my friend.

"CAAAAITLIN!"
"oh hi shona, you must want Caitlin then. Hold on ill go get her."
"Hahah ok mrs Caitlins mum."
"Hellos? Shoney?"
"CAAAAAAAAITLIN!!!"
"YEEEEEEEES????"
"I'm going to HOOOOOOGWARTS!"
"WHAAAAT?"
"I know right?"
"No, really, what?"
"What do you mean what. Hogwarts! From Harry potter its real!"
"From where? Whose harry? *sigh* He isn't ur new favourite random is he? Marcus will be so disappointed."

Ok by then I was scared. Caitlin was defiately a harry potter fan if bordering on obsessive fan girl. And obviously Marcus will be my favourite forever. What the hell was up.

"Magic school. England. Potter. Ron. Hermione. DRACO DAMNIT!"
"Who? What? Where?"
"Ok Caitlin, is there a series of books, called Harry Potter written by J K Rowling? Loved by millions all over the world?"
"Uh…are you ok girl? Not as far as I know!"
"Umm….cait ill call you back ok?"
"Sure."

This. Was. Scary.

A/N: dont worry, it WILL get better, i just need to find some people *coughharrycough* to freak out. THEN the party WILL be started!