WHHHHHYYYYYYYY?! I so desperately want them! Vampire Knight! Especially Kaname-Okay, I'm certifiably weird. You know ur strange when u think anime/manga characters are hot... And Harry Potter too...I'd LOVE to be friends with Ginny and Luna -sigh- Oh well, at least I can write fanfics about them!

3 years previously

Ginny's PoV

I can't wait to start at Hogwarts! I'm soooooooo excited! And Harry Potter is in the year above! But he's so amazing-a celebrity, an idol, a legend. He won't EVER like little me. Never ever. I wish he would. I LOVE him. But he'll never know and even if he does, he won't accept it.

"Alright Ginny, we think you're grown up enough to stay home alone! If you like, use the phone to ring us-numbers are on the fridge. Don't go outside and don't go on any of the broomsticks or do anything remotely unsafe! But, if you get lonely, you can visit Suki in France using the Floo network. Next year, she's going to become an Aura!"

My eyes grow wide at this. The most freedom I've EVER had.

"Okay."

"And don't worry about taking powder with you if you go, it'll just spill. Besides, she has a large supply of it. She says she's happy to have you, so you can go-just be sure to be back here by six because we'll be back by then and we're having Hermione to tea at seven-Harry might be there too! So you'll want to look your best!" I nod, anticipation burning a sizzling hole in my brain.

"Goodbye then, are you sure you don't want to come with us?"

Go with her and Percy to watch Percy's speech at some boring old stuffy hall in front of a load of wrinkled geezers? I'd rather die! Stick needles in my eyes, wax every bit of hair from my body with 3 wax strips and then smother myself with those three hairy things whilst lying in a bath of my own blood gradually extracted in a painful process.

"I'm sure!" I smile brightly and wave! She bustles out of the door, turning to look anxiously into my face. I do my best to smile innocently and watched them climb into the ministry-appointed car. They drive off and I'm all alone. PHEW! I thought they'd never leave.

TIME TO PARTAY!

I kick my shoes off and dance on the polished granite hardtop for approximately 10 seconds before I fall off and bruise my knee. I only avoid worse injury by curling up like an armadillo and rolling across the floor. I freeze as it occurs to me that my overprotective mother has probably set up a magic spy system to check on me. I whiz upstairs, hair flying out behind me and rush into Ron's room. I have the house to myself and Ron won't have thought to protect his room. I grab a volume of "The Adventures of Martin Miggs the Mad Muggle" and lounge on his bed, leisurely flipping through the pages.

After the second book, I turn to the clock. 20 minutes have passed since mum left. I replace the books on the shelf and bounce on his bed. Then, I clamber from it and exit the room. I'M BOOOOOOOORED! I walk casually to my room, ignoring the ghoul in the attic clanging about. Picking up one of the new Hogwarts-appointed books, I flip through it, ignoring the words and just looking at the strangely drawn pictures. Caricatures even. I'm about halfway through when a book slides out. It's made of dark bluish-black leather which is cracked and worn. I open it and look onto creamy pages with the fluffy texture of age. It's completely and utterly empty. I place it back in my supply cauldron and wander downstairs.

Mum had said I could visit Suki, so I meander through the kitchen to the large fireplace and seize a large handful of floo powder. Maybe that much is unnecessary, but Fred and George told me that the more you take, the faster you get to your destination. They're always telling fibs and winding me up so it probably isn't true. But what have I got to lose?

I drop it into the fireplace and feel the pleasant heat of those roaring, emerald flames, glittering and dancing. I step in and cough on a lungful of powder which has bounced upwards-I used WAY too much.

"Suki Croix" I manage to choke out and feel the familiar sensation of being whipped away through dense tubes. My foot bumps against the wall creating an erotic rhythm and I find myself tumbling out of the fireplace and sprawling onto a rough carpet.

"Who are you?" I look up to see a petite girl, around my age, handling an oddly shaped ninja's staff and pointing it directly at me.

"Ginny. Ginny Weasley. Where am I?" I ask, afraid for my life with her wielding such a strangely terrifying weapon.

"Cross Academy. My dormitory. Well, I share it actually, but Sayori is not here. Anyway, I ask the questions. How did you get here and what are you?"

"What are you?"

"I'm not in any position to tell a potential threat and intruder to my bedroom personal information. What are you? How did you get there? Are you English, American or Japanese but speaking English?"

Japanese? I take a closer look and realise that I must be in Japan! There's a book on a bedside cabinet with strange figures for writing and similar ones are carved onto the silver weapon she wields.

"English. Floo powder. Witch."

"Witches are real? Well, that's a first."

Oh no! I just told a MUGGLE about witches! A dangerous looking muggle wielding a deadly staff-and she won't have any floo powder because she's a MUGGLE! Unless she's not a muggle...but then what is she? Besides, even if she's not a muggle, she isn't a wizard or witch so she won't have any floo powder and I'm trapped in Japan.

I feel a hot tear prickle at my eye, stinging my pupil. I bite my lip but it trickles down my cheek before I can stop it.

"Hey now, don't cry." She places her pole on the floor and kneels in front of me. I notice that the pole is right next to her hand-she's not taking any chances.

"My name's Yuki. I'm a human, but I know lots of vampires."

"V-vampires?" I'm reminded of the book I found the plain diary in-Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockheart! But how come this young girl knew a load of vampires without being dead?

"Yes. But don't worry, they won't hurt you. Now, where did you come from?"

"My house in England. I need to be back by six!" I realise that it's the middle of the night.

"Why isn't your roommate here in the middle of the night?" I wrinkle my brow. "Is SHE a vampire?" there is an undercurrent of panic in my voice.

She shakes her head. "No. It's the holidays.I live here with my adopted father, Kaien Cross and my adopted kind-of-brother Zero. There are two classes, Night Class and Day Class. Day class students, like Zero and I, are humans and, other than us two, completely oblivious to the species of the Night Class students. The Night Class? Vampires. Zero and I are the Disciplinary Committee, we keep the humans from finding out about the vampires." she sighs, "But nobody except for Sayori, Zero, Headmaster Cross and Kaname like me."

"Who's Kaname?"

"When I was five, he rescued me from a savage vampire attack. He's a vampire, but he's nice. That's why I believe that the Night Class students are good-although he's the only one I know."

I nod, understanding. "I don't have many friends either-do you wanna be my friend?"

She smiles, a cute and happy smile which lights up her eyes. "Yes!" she kicks the pole away and stands up, offering me a hand.

"But first, we need to figure out how to send you home-assuming you don't have any of that Foo Powder you said you came here with."

I shake my head. Regretful. "No, I don't have any Floo Powder." I subtly correct her "I don't suppose you have any?"

"Nope."

Well...this is a sticky situation.

"Hang on. Is Floo Powder green and glittery."

My head snaps up. "Yes. Why?"

"Because there's a load on the carpet by your feet."

I glance down, it must've spilled from the fireplace. YESSSSSSS!

"If you try and scrape some up, you can use it to get home!"

I nod enthusiastically. "I'll come back to visit soon!"

"Please do! But do it before next Wednesday because Sayori will be back then and she knows nothing about Vampires and Wizards-we can swap addresses and write to each other!"

I grin. "Sure! Bye!"

She waves as I step into the fireplace. "The Burrow." and then, all of a sudden, I'm back home. What an adventure...