A/N: Okay, I know PoA isn't even in theaters yet, but we all know what happens in it! This story could eventually branch into two different plots, because Kelly and I have different endings in mind. So y'know... And this is the only fanfic I'm working on right now, so it may be updated frequently, but it may not.

"Kelly, I have a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach." Whit said to her friend.

"Like you're hungry?" The blonde responded.

"Well, yeah, but that's not the main feeling I have a feeling that Draco is in danger."

Kelly gasped. "You mean...Draco Malfoy?"

"Yes, Draco Malfoy. JK said that he and Hermione wouldn't 'end up together.' But hey, we all know they'll get it on." Kelly nodded and allowed Whit to continue. "Which leads me to believe Draco will be killed by his father."

Kelly gasped again. "You mean... Lucius Malfoy?"

"Yes, Lucius Malfoy."

"We must act! But how....?" Then Kelly got an idea. Don't look so surprised, it does happen sometimes. She picked up her DVD of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Whit seemed to read her mind.

"Oh crap. Not again Kelly. You do remember what happened last time don't you?" Whit frowned when she remembered the terrible bout of writer's block that had come upon her.

"Yes, but we both know the story this time, so I can help." She grabbed Whit's hand, all five Harry Potter novels, several nessecary items, cell phones, and both of their backpacks. Then, she held out the DVD to her friend. Whit grabbed it and they both threw it to the ground. Whit braced herself.

"Okay, why isn't anything happening?"

"IT DIDN'T BREAK!" Kelly yelled. "Stupid crap DVD!" She proceeded to curse several times in a row. Whit put her black ballerina show in front of her and crushed the DVD. They were again sucked into a swirly vortex. Whit got her boombox.

"Play something crunk!" Whit put in a black CD and "My Immortal" by Evanescence started playing. When it got to the rock part, the two girls head-banged and then started singing along with Amy Lee's heavenly voice. "Yeaaah, dis is da bomb, yo!" Kelly said.

"Kelly, no. No gangsta Kelly. 'Cause that's just scary."

"Yeah, I agree." Kelly grabbed Whit's backpack from up above her and looked through it. "Hey, mango!" She waved Whit's Inuyasha DVD in the air.

"It's mangA silly. With an A. Not mango. That's a yucky fruit."

"You've never had a mango. How would you know?"

"My seventh sense." Whit pointed to her temple and Kely nodded slowly.

Suddenly the girls fell on a cobblestone street, soon to be crushed under two backpacks, two trunks, and two coin purses. Kelly picked up her coin purse, which jingled.

"Wow, those are some ghetto coins if they're that light. "

"Be thankful!" Whit was trying to balance her fifty pound backpack, her twenty pound trunk, and twelve ounce coin purse.

"You idiot, why did you bring all of your books?" kelly asked.

"I must teach the purebred children that Muggles aren't dumb. Let's see if those kids know how to do Algebra."

They both shuddered violently at the sound of the evil subject.

"Okay, I think we should get our books first," Whit said.

And so the two girls set off, ready for another whirlwind adventure involving magic and their own dumbness.

A/N ummm... R/R.