A/N I'm keeping Hermione as a girl since I don't know the guy version. You'll see what I mean.
"Who are you? I'm Hermione," asked the bushy haired girl standing in the door frame of the compartment.
"Harriet and Rhonda," the other two replied at the same time.
"I'm guessing you two are friends?"
"Totally," replied the girl with raven-colored hair that was out of control.
"Well I suggest you put on your ropes, I suspect we'll be arriving soon," Hermione said before walking away.
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"Would you like to be my friend?" asked the blonde girl, Draquesha.
"No. I think I know the kind of people I want to hang out with," Harriet replied, gesturing towards Rhonda.
"I don't think you want to be friends with people like her."
"Well I do."
"I don't."
"Maybe you should shut up and mind your own business!"
"Oh no you don't!" shouted Draquesha as she lunged at Harriet, clawing at her eyes and pulling at her hair.
"Hey!" exclaimed Rhonda as she stepped back after receiving a nasty scratch to the ankle.
"Sorry," apologized Draquesha sarcastically. "But no one cares anyway."
"Girl you do not talk to my friend that way!"
"Whatever!"
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A/N (again) I'm a girl, but this is just a joke and I'm basing it off of a few overdramatic girls at my school and something I saw on the internet. (It was like what if Harry and Draco were girls? Like Harriet and Draquesha?)