Hello! I'm new to Harry Potter fanfics. I usually read Twilight or The Clique put I've always loved Harry Potter and I (like almost all of my elementary school friends) cried on our 11th birthdays when we didn't get our Hogwarts letter. So I was day dreaming today while I was babysitting my twin cousins. My little cousin Jack wanted me to read him some of his Harry Potter book so I did and I remembered why we cried. It just seemed so amazing! So this is a true story, well the normal part of it is, about me and my friend but I changed our names because we both hate our names.
Prologue
"Oh Jillian! Are you going to see the new Harry Potter movie?"Michael asked. I hated him. Seriously. I kept walking away from him just imagining Draco Malfoy coming in and going all Arvada Kadrava on his sorry butt! I kept walking faster ignoring constant taunts from him and his two best friends Remy and Dylan. I almost ran to my best friend Brianna, "Brie!" I said sitting down next to her where she sat on the black top re-reading the 7th Harry Potter book for about the 30th time. "What Jillian Paige? What is so important that you have to interrupt Molly Weasley swearing at Bellatrix Lestrange?" She asked looking pissed as she looked up from her book adjusting her glasses. I grimaced slightly at my full name. "My 11th birthday is in a week!" I shirked smiling my head off. "Jilly. I told you not to get your hopes up. My birthday is tomorrow. You think that if we were magic we would have noticed by now?" She asked looking slightly annoyed. She's always the premisist. "Come on Brie! Think positive for once!" I told her trying to make her smile. She eyes the pink mug under my arm and the big book under my other arm. "You had your coffee and Draco fix for the day?" She asked looking almost afraid. I smiled, "Yes. But that's not the point! Why don't you have a little faith?" "Because it's just a book! And I'll be taking that." She said stealing my coffee mug. "You suck." I told her. That was probably the most commonly said sentence in our elementary school. In our school we have cliques in our school, a lot of them. Sadly, Brie and I weren't in one of the popular ones. Or in one at all. "Fine. I'll think positive for one minute. What if we actually, by some miracle, or work of God or whatever you wanna call it, get in? Then what?" She asked. "We go of course!" I yelled startling her. "Yea. But it's a lot more complicated then you think." She said raining on my very fun and colorful parade. "Whatever! This is not over little missy! I see my mom's car so I'll be going. Bye! Love you!" I said hugging her and running for my mom's car.
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