Okay, in this fic, Lizzie and Matt are one year apart. Also-- Lizzie and her gang are
eleven. So, of course, they are still pals with Kate.
Cookie:....
Whit: Whut?
Cookie: Your fic sounds bad.
Whit: IT WAS AN IDEA I GOT IN ENGLISH!! It's supposed to be bad!
Cookie: Oh. That explains it.
Whit: It should. Anyways, I dun own "Lizzie McGuire" and I most certainly dun own "Harry
Potter." Terri Minsky, Disney, J.K. Rowling, and Warner Bros. do. So.... ENJOY!
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Elizabeth Brooke McGuire fell back onto her bed and slammed a pillow over her face. She
had just had the worst day imaginable. Kate was furious with her because Lizzie had
babbled about Kate's crush on Ethan Craft. Miranda had detention for causing a ruckus in
the cafeteria (let's just say it involved plastic spiders and spaghetti.) Gordo was bed-ridden
because of the flu. Lizzie had just gone by his house to drop off homework and he had
barely been able to speak, which was a first.
"...And she just got mad at me with no reason to!" Lizzie had finished.
"Mm hmm,:" Gordo flipped through the set of assignments she had brought over.
"You listening to me, Speilburg?"
"Mmm hmm," Gordo continued to flip and Lizzie groaned in defeat.
Lizzie's head turned towards her door, which was creaking open. Matt, Lizzie's ten-year
old brother peeked his head in.
"Mom said for you to come downstairs."
"Whatever, cactus!" Lizzie threw a down pillow to the door, which Matt closed before it
hit. He re-opened the door and stuck his tongue out, receiving another pillow. Matt once
again closed the door before it came to the door and laughed from outside before skipping
down the stairs. Lizzie rolled her eyes, got off her bed, and set off down the stairs.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~**
Across town, Miranda Sanchez was tapping her pencil in detention. Mr. Tyler was sitting
at his desk reading what he referred to as "suggestive material." Miranda sighed, snapped
her gum, and threw a paper airplane into the air.
"Can I go yet?"
"Mmm... Sure..." Mr. Tyler didn't even look up.
Miranda rolled her eyes at her teacher, gathered her things, and slowly made her way out
the door. Upon walking outside, Miranda was happy that school would be over the next
day. One more summer and she would be a year from middle school!
She finally reached her home and saw that neither of her parents were home yet. Deciding
that it would be a nice gesture, Miranda picked up the mail on her way inside. She was
surprised to find that a piece was addressed to her. Miranda's birthday wasn't for three
months and there wasn't a holiday in sight. She walked into the front door, put the rest of
the mail onto the kitchen counter, and flipped her letter over, only to see that it was closed
with a wax seal.
"What the...?" Miranda asked aloud. She had only read about this in that classic fantasy
epic, "Lord of the Rings."
"Hmmm..." She decided no harm could happen if it were opened, so that is precisely what
she did. Upon unfolding the letter, Miranda got a total shock....
" Dear Ms. Sanchez-
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find the encl-"
But Miranda never finished. Instead, she fell into a dead faint.
~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
David Gordon sat cross-legged on his bed, finishing up the homework Lizzie had brought
over. He tapped his blue pen on his science book and sighed. This homework was
unbelievably boring. He needed a challenge. Something totally different. He was rocked
from his thoughts when he heard a knock at his door. Mrs. Gordon walked in and smiled
sweetly at Gordo.
"How are you, sweetie?"
"Better. Thanks for the chicken soup."
"Oh, it was no problem. Here, you got a letter. I have no idea who it's from. It's sealed
rather oddly...." Mrs. Gordon held out an envelope to Gordo. He took it and flipped it
over. It was sealed with a wax seal.
"Hmm. It must be from England... They use that over there."
"Well, who do you know from England?"
"No one..." Gordo opened the letter and unfolded it.
" Dear Mr. Gordon-
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find the enclosed list of all necessary books and
equipment.
Term begins September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress"
Gordo looked up from the letter wide-eyed. His hand began to shake. His mother grabbed
the letter, read it, then ran out of the room. Gordo sat there shaking on his bed for the
next hour....
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I know, I know.... The first chapter bit like crazy. *hangs head in shame* Oh well.... If you want to, I would greatly appreciate a review or e-mail on how to improve the story or if you just liked it you could say that.
P.S. Flames will be used to set the flamer's hair on fire. :-)
eleven. So, of course, they are still pals with Kate.
Cookie:....
Whit: Whut?
Cookie: Your fic sounds bad.
Whit: IT WAS AN IDEA I GOT IN ENGLISH!! It's supposed to be bad!
Cookie: Oh. That explains it.
Whit: It should. Anyways, I dun own "Lizzie McGuire" and I most certainly dun own "Harry
Potter." Terri Minsky, Disney, J.K. Rowling, and Warner Bros. do. So.... ENJOY!
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~**
Elizabeth Brooke McGuire fell back onto her bed and slammed a pillow over her face. She
had just had the worst day imaginable. Kate was furious with her because Lizzie had
babbled about Kate's crush on Ethan Craft. Miranda had detention for causing a ruckus in
the cafeteria (let's just say it involved plastic spiders and spaghetti.) Gordo was bed-ridden
because of the flu. Lizzie had just gone by his house to drop off homework and he had
barely been able to speak, which was a first.
"...And she just got mad at me with no reason to!" Lizzie had finished.
"Mm hmm,:" Gordo flipped through the set of assignments she had brought over.
"You listening to me, Speilburg?"
"Mmm hmm," Gordo continued to flip and Lizzie groaned in defeat.
Lizzie's head turned towards her door, which was creaking open. Matt, Lizzie's ten-year
old brother peeked his head in.
"Mom said for you to come downstairs."
"Whatever, cactus!" Lizzie threw a down pillow to the door, which Matt closed before it
hit. He re-opened the door and stuck his tongue out, receiving another pillow. Matt once
again closed the door before it came to the door and laughed from outside before skipping
down the stairs. Lizzie rolled her eyes, got off her bed, and set off down the stairs.
***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~**
Across town, Miranda Sanchez was tapping her pencil in detention. Mr. Tyler was sitting
at his desk reading what he referred to as "suggestive material." Miranda sighed, snapped
her gum, and threw a paper airplane into the air.
"Can I go yet?"
"Mmm... Sure..." Mr. Tyler didn't even look up.
Miranda rolled her eyes at her teacher, gathered her things, and slowly made her way out
the door. Upon walking outside, Miranda was happy that school would be over the next
day. One more summer and she would be a year from middle school!
She finally reached her home and saw that neither of her parents were home yet. Deciding
that it would be a nice gesture, Miranda picked up the mail on her way inside. She was
surprised to find that a piece was addressed to her. Miranda's birthday wasn't for three
months and there wasn't a holiday in sight. She walked into the front door, put the rest of
the mail onto the kitchen counter, and flipped her letter over, only to see that it was closed
with a wax seal.
"What the...?" Miranda asked aloud. She had only read about this in that classic fantasy
epic, "Lord of the Rings."
"Hmmm..." She decided no harm could happen if it were opened, so that is precisely what
she did. Upon unfolding the letter, Miranda got a total shock....
" Dear Ms. Sanchez-
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find the encl-"
But Miranda never finished. Instead, she fell into a dead faint.
~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***~***
David Gordon sat cross-legged on his bed, finishing up the homework Lizzie had brought
over. He tapped his blue pen on his science book and sighed. This homework was
unbelievably boring. He needed a challenge. Something totally different. He was rocked
from his thoughts when he heard a knock at his door. Mrs. Gordon walked in and smiled
sweetly at Gordo.
"How are you, sweetie?"
"Better. Thanks for the chicken soup."
"Oh, it was no problem. Here, you got a letter. I have no idea who it's from. It's sealed
rather oddly...." Mrs. Gordon held out an envelope to Gordo. He took it and flipped it
over. It was sealed with a wax seal.
"Hmm. It must be from England... They use that over there."
"Well, who do you know from England?"
"No one..." Gordo opened the letter and unfolded it.
" Dear Mr. Gordon-
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find the enclosed list of all necessary books and
equipment.
Term begins September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress"
Gordo looked up from the letter wide-eyed. His hand began to shake. His mother grabbed
the letter, read it, then ran out of the room. Gordo sat there shaking on his bed for the
next hour....
**~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~**
I know, I know.... The first chapter bit like crazy. *hangs head in shame* Oh well.... If you want to, I would greatly appreciate a review or e-mail on how to improve the story or if you just liked it you could say that.
P.S. Flames will be used to set the flamer's hair on fire. :-)