Disclaimer : I once had a dream that I woke up and I owned Harry Potter!!
Damn dreams.
The cold night air rushed swiftly through the night, entrancing all into its cold breeze. Sinking deeper into the warmth of the hot tub, fifteen- year- old Deva Hollow turned her gaze towards the dark sky, smiling as the stars twinkled brightly above. The bubbles surrounding Deva made her sigh softly, causing sixteen-year-old Amanda Casten to look over at her friend.
"You OK?" Amanda asked, tilting her head to the side.
"He is so hot," Deva grinned, turning her brown eyes towards Amanda's.
"Who?"
"Daniel Radcliffe. What I wouldn't give for him to be in this hot tub right now," Deva laughed, running her hands over the top of the water.
"Deva!" Amanda exclaimed, laughing as well. "I really don't wanna hear about your sexual fantasies."
"Hey, there was nothing sexual in that comment. And you know you agree with me. You'd kill to get Daniel Radcliffe within five feet of you."
"I would not!" Amanda grinned. "OK... maybe I would. But that's besides the point!"
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."
Sinking even deeper into the steamy water, Deva watched as a trail of steam rose from the water. And then, she smiled again, thinking about the famous Daniel Radcliffe. Her eyes glittered with happiness when she opened her mouth to speak again.
"Ya know what would be really cool?"
"What?" Amanda asked, brushing her wet, crimson hair away from her face.
"If Harry Potter was real. Do you think he'd look like Daniel?"
"He's not real, so what's the point in answering?"
"Because I asked you, smart-one. Don't be so crabby," Deva said, kicking a bit of water at Amanda.
Looking over towards Deva's house, Amanda saw that the light in Deva's parents bedroom was still on. Cursing silently, Amanda held back the urge to start out a fully fledged war of water between the two. Shifting her gaze back on Deva, Amanda shrugged.
"I guess he would. I mean, he does fit the picture perfectly. Except for his eyes," Amanda answered.
"Yeah," Deva nodded. "So then, Harry'd be hot too, right?"
"Yeah, sure. But if Harry looked like Daniel, then would Rupert Grint look like Ron?" Amanda questioned, raising a single eyebrow.
Deva pondered the question, before nodding. "I think he would."
"Well Ron's no hottie... but he is the cutest thing.. i mean, in the second movie, the squeaks were cool." Amanda commented.
"Heh... they were..." Deva said looking at the stars again. "You know what? I think maybe Harry Potter is real..."
"You're kidding right?"
Deva laughed "No! I'm not!"
"Well i think maybe you should get your head checked..." Amanda said, playing with the bubbles. "You really should."
"What can i say? I was dropped on my head when i was a baby..."
"That explains a lot..."
"Hey!"
"I'm jokin'!" Amanda said, narrowly dodging a foam water bomb chucked her way by Deva. She threw it back and Deva caught it sloppily.
"Well so am i...." Deva said, lowering her hand into the water. "NOT!" She chucked the water bomb at Amanda who instinctively caught it. She threw it back, hitting Deva between the eyes. "Ow!" Deva said, rubbing her forehead.
"You suck at that." Amanda said, closing her eyes and sinking into the water.
'You know what would be cool?" Deva said, sitting up.
"Hmmm?" Amanda said, only half listening.
"If Harry Potter was real... and we could meet him."
"Yeah... i guess that would be pretty cool."
"No! What if we were Harry and Ron!" Deva said, flailing her arms and sending more bubbles and hot water over the edge of the hot tub.
"Chill! Its a book... unfortunately...." Amanda said, a look of sadness on her face.
"Oh my god look it's two in the morning!" Deva said, looking over at the clock on the other side of the patio.
"Wow... all this Harry talk makes the time fly, eh?" Amanda said, stepping out of the bathtub and grabbing her towel.
"Yeah it does.... look at us! Look how obsessed we are!" Deva said, following Amanda out of the hot tub and stepping onto the mat in front of the door. "But if anyone deserves to be Harry and Ron, its's us.... I mean, we always said we belong at Hogwarts... i think they just forgot to send us our letters."
"True...." Amanda said, rubbing her chin "I think we do deserve that... or at least to meet them.. if they were real, i mean."
"Well I'm serious! What if they are real? What if J.K.. Rowling has ties to the wizard world and she's writing about her.. i dunno, long lost son of something? What if SHE is Lily Potter... alive and well but pretending to be a muggle?" Deva said... smiling. "Now that would be cool."
"it would...." Amanda said, going inside. Deva plopped down on the couch, getting it soaked. She flipped on the TV.
"Ugh... news..." And she flipped it off. "Lets go in my room.. we can get on the computer."
"Kay." Amanda said, following Deva up the stairs. They tiptoed past Deva's parents' room and into her own.
"Wanna read FanFiction?" Amanda suggested. "We can check the stories on our favs list for updates."
"Yeah sounds cool." Deva said. "I'll be in the bathroom changing..."
"Alrighty"
Amanda sat down in front of the computer, pulling down their favorites list and reading through it.
"Hmmm... 'A Simple Wish' has no updates... Neither does 'Whats with Harry'.... sheesh those authors need to get working...." She said to herself.
"Kay anything good?" Deva asked, pulling another chair up to the computer.
"Nope...." She turned the computer off.
"Sucks..."
"That it does."
Deva got up from her chair and plopped down on her bed, facing the ceiling.
"What should we do now?" Deva asked, not bothering to look up as Amanda took a seat on Deva's bed as well.
"Wanna watch Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets? If we can't meet them, the least we can do is watch them," Amanda sighed.
"Sure!" Deva jumped up from her bed. "Let's go watch it in the living room."
Amanda nodded and followed Deva back out of her room. After they crept silently by Deva's parents room, Amanda took a seat on the couch while Deva walked over to the entertainment center. Squatting, Deva opened up the doors to where the movies were and pulled the movie out instantly. Standing back up, she turned on the DVD player and after she put the movie in, she walked over to where Amanda was sitting.
"Do you want a blanket?" Deva asked.
"Sure. I'll go get us both one," Amanda said.
Deva nodded and began to fumble with the buttons on the remote as Amanda went over closet and pulled out two quilts. After she closed the door, she handed Deva her blanket and sat back down. Just as she thought Deva was about to sit as well, Deva set the controller down and walked out of the room. Amanda just shrugged and waited patiently for Deva to return.
"OK, now we have all the necessities," Deva's voice came. "Not counting Ron and Harry with us, of course."
Looking over, Amanda saw Deva holding two cokes in her hand.
"Thank you," Amanda smiled, taking one coke.
"No prob."
Deva took her seat and pulled the quilt over her, snuggling into the quilts warm embrace. Picking up the controller again, she pressed play and they both stayed silent, waiting eagerly for Daniel Radcliffe's face to appear.
And when it did, they both squealed.
"You know what we should do?" Deva spoke up.
"What?"
"We should go to England and see if there really is a Platform nine and three-quarters."
Amanda laughed. "Oh yeah. We can run right at it and look incredibly stupid when all we do is slam into a brick wall. I don't know about you, but when Harry and Ron did that in the movie, it didn't exactly look like it felt good."
Deva laughed as well. "I love that scene. But seriously! Then we could go to Hogwarts and really meet them! You know you want to."
"Yeah, I suppose. But how would we get there?"
Deva shrugged and looked back towards the TV, where Vernon Dursley was scolding Harry. And then, a thought popped in her head and she couldn't help but grin. Turning back towards Amanda, Deva's grin grew.
"What do you think would happen if we became Harry and Ron?" Deva asked, her bright eyes twinkling.
"We'd be two hot guys, why?" Amanda snorted, looking at Deva in curiosity.
"Think about it! We'd be able to do magic and gaze at ourselves for hours in the mirror!"
"That sounds kind of creepy, Dev."
"No! Seriously! Think about it!" Deva repeated. "We wouldn't have to think of how we'd get to Hogwarts, because technically, we'd be there! As them!"
"Yeah," Amanda nodded. "But you think about this - WE'D WANT OURSELVES! That sounds nasty."
"Oh, come on. It's not like we'd turn ourselves on or something. You're making it sound more perverted than it is."
"Deva, listen to me. If I saw Ron or Harry in person, I'd want them! You'd want them too! Now, look at it this way - if we WERE Ron and Harry, we'd want ourselves. We might even resort to... to... touching ourselves."
Deva and Amanda both shivered in disgust at this.
"When you put it like that, you're right. But I don't think if I was Harry, I'd touch myself. I'm not THAT desperate."
After a moment, Amanda nodded. "Yea... suppose your right. But what are you saying exactly?"
"I wish I were Harry Potter," Deva grinned.
"I wish I were Ron Weasley," Amanda smiled back. "But you and me both know that will never happen."
Deva sighed and slumped back against the couch. A second later, she threw the remote at Amanda, causing it the bang against Amanda's arm.
"Ow! That hurt!" Amanda exclaimed, clutching her arm.
"You ruined my wonderful moment," Deva pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm sorry. Trust me, if I could, I'd make us Harry and Ron. But we still aren't sure if they're real."
"They are real. I feel it," Deva whined.
"You're a trip," Amanda laughed, shaking her head.
Deva just sighed. The two girls continued watching the rest of the movie without a sound. As soon as the credits began to roll, Deva sighed again and stood up. She started dancing to the music.
"Uhh.. Dev what are you doing?"
"Dancing"
"Well i see that but why?"
"Because I'm in love..." She said, falling backwards. She missed the couch by a foot and fell on her butt on the floor.
"Niiiiiice one.." Amanda said, rolling her eyes.
"Ha ha..." Deva said smirking. "Well I'm beat... lets hit the hay chick...."
"Sounds good." Amanda said, stretching. The once again tiptoed past Deva's parents' door and into her room. Deva flipped off the light and crawled into bed. Amanda crawled onto the trundle.
"Ya know what?" Deva asked, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness.
"Huh?" Amanda said, secretly wishing that Deva would shut up and go to sleep.
"I keep thinking that I'm going to wake up as Harry...."
"HA! Yeah like that'll ever happen."
"You don't think it would be cool?" Deva asked, disappointed.
"No I'm not saying that... i mean, it would be awesome.. but its impossible."
"True..." Deva said, turning over. The two fell asleep almost instantly, both dreaming about what would happen if they were Harry Potter and Ron
Weasley.
The cold night air rushed swiftly through the night, entrancing all into its cold breeze. Sinking deeper into the warmth of the hot tub, fifteen- year- old Deva Hollow turned her gaze towards the dark sky, smiling as the stars twinkled brightly above. The bubbles surrounding Deva made her sigh softly, causing sixteen-year-old Amanda Casten to look over at her friend.
"You OK?" Amanda asked, tilting her head to the side.
"He is so hot," Deva grinned, turning her brown eyes towards Amanda's.
"Who?"
"Daniel Radcliffe. What I wouldn't give for him to be in this hot tub right now," Deva laughed, running her hands over the top of the water.
"Deva!" Amanda exclaimed, laughing as well. "I really don't wanna hear about your sexual fantasies."
"Hey, there was nothing sexual in that comment. And you know you agree with me. You'd kill to get Daniel Radcliffe within five feet of you."
"I would not!" Amanda grinned. "OK... maybe I would. But that's besides the point!"
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."
Sinking even deeper into the steamy water, Deva watched as a trail of steam rose from the water. And then, she smiled again, thinking about the famous Daniel Radcliffe. Her eyes glittered with happiness when she opened her mouth to speak again.
"Ya know what would be really cool?"
"What?" Amanda asked, brushing her wet, crimson hair away from her face.
"If Harry Potter was real. Do you think he'd look like Daniel?"
"He's not real, so what's the point in answering?"
"Because I asked you, smart-one. Don't be so crabby," Deva said, kicking a bit of water at Amanda.
Looking over towards Deva's house, Amanda saw that the light in Deva's parents bedroom was still on. Cursing silently, Amanda held back the urge to start out a fully fledged war of water between the two. Shifting her gaze back on Deva, Amanda shrugged.
"I guess he would. I mean, he does fit the picture perfectly. Except for his eyes," Amanda answered.
"Yeah," Deva nodded. "So then, Harry'd be hot too, right?"
"Yeah, sure. But if Harry looked like Daniel, then would Rupert Grint look like Ron?" Amanda questioned, raising a single eyebrow.
Deva pondered the question, before nodding. "I think he would."
"Well Ron's no hottie... but he is the cutest thing.. i mean, in the second movie, the squeaks were cool." Amanda commented.
"Heh... they were..." Deva said looking at the stars again. "You know what? I think maybe Harry Potter is real..."
"You're kidding right?"
Deva laughed "No! I'm not!"
"Well i think maybe you should get your head checked..." Amanda said, playing with the bubbles. "You really should."
"What can i say? I was dropped on my head when i was a baby..."
"That explains a lot..."
"Hey!"
"I'm jokin'!" Amanda said, narrowly dodging a foam water bomb chucked her way by Deva. She threw it back and Deva caught it sloppily.
"Well so am i...." Deva said, lowering her hand into the water. "NOT!" She chucked the water bomb at Amanda who instinctively caught it. She threw it back, hitting Deva between the eyes. "Ow!" Deva said, rubbing her forehead.
"You suck at that." Amanda said, closing her eyes and sinking into the water.
'You know what would be cool?" Deva said, sitting up.
"Hmmm?" Amanda said, only half listening.
"If Harry Potter was real... and we could meet him."
"Yeah... i guess that would be pretty cool."
"No! What if we were Harry and Ron!" Deva said, flailing her arms and sending more bubbles and hot water over the edge of the hot tub.
"Chill! Its a book... unfortunately...." Amanda said, a look of sadness on her face.
"Oh my god look it's two in the morning!" Deva said, looking over at the clock on the other side of the patio.
"Wow... all this Harry talk makes the time fly, eh?" Amanda said, stepping out of the bathtub and grabbing her towel.
"Yeah it does.... look at us! Look how obsessed we are!" Deva said, following Amanda out of the hot tub and stepping onto the mat in front of the door. "But if anyone deserves to be Harry and Ron, its's us.... I mean, we always said we belong at Hogwarts... i think they just forgot to send us our letters."
"True...." Amanda said, rubbing her chin "I think we do deserve that... or at least to meet them.. if they were real, i mean."
"Well I'm serious! What if they are real? What if J.K.. Rowling has ties to the wizard world and she's writing about her.. i dunno, long lost son of something? What if SHE is Lily Potter... alive and well but pretending to be a muggle?" Deva said... smiling. "Now that would be cool."
"it would...." Amanda said, going inside. Deva plopped down on the couch, getting it soaked. She flipped on the TV.
"Ugh... news..." And she flipped it off. "Lets go in my room.. we can get on the computer."
"Kay." Amanda said, following Deva up the stairs. They tiptoed past Deva's parents' room and into her own.
"Wanna read FanFiction?" Amanda suggested. "We can check the stories on our favs list for updates."
"Yeah sounds cool." Deva said. "I'll be in the bathroom changing..."
"Alrighty"
Amanda sat down in front of the computer, pulling down their favorites list and reading through it.
"Hmmm... 'A Simple Wish' has no updates... Neither does 'Whats with Harry'.... sheesh those authors need to get working...." She said to herself.
"Kay anything good?" Deva asked, pulling another chair up to the computer.
"Nope...." She turned the computer off.
"Sucks..."
"That it does."
Deva got up from her chair and plopped down on her bed, facing the ceiling.
"What should we do now?" Deva asked, not bothering to look up as Amanda took a seat on Deva's bed as well.
"Wanna watch Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets? If we can't meet them, the least we can do is watch them," Amanda sighed.
"Sure!" Deva jumped up from her bed. "Let's go watch it in the living room."
Amanda nodded and followed Deva back out of her room. After they crept silently by Deva's parents room, Amanda took a seat on the couch while Deva walked over to the entertainment center. Squatting, Deva opened up the doors to where the movies were and pulled the movie out instantly. Standing back up, she turned on the DVD player and after she put the movie in, she walked over to where Amanda was sitting.
"Do you want a blanket?" Deva asked.
"Sure. I'll go get us both one," Amanda said.
Deva nodded and began to fumble with the buttons on the remote as Amanda went over closet and pulled out two quilts. After she closed the door, she handed Deva her blanket and sat back down. Just as she thought Deva was about to sit as well, Deva set the controller down and walked out of the room. Amanda just shrugged and waited patiently for Deva to return.
"OK, now we have all the necessities," Deva's voice came. "Not counting Ron and Harry with us, of course."
Looking over, Amanda saw Deva holding two cokes in her hand.
"Thank you," Amanda smiled, taking one coke.
"No prob."
Deva took her seat and pulled the quilt over her, snuggling into the quilts warm embrace. Picking up the controller again, she pressed play and they both stayed silent, waiting eagerly for Daniel Radcliffe's face to appear.
And when it did, they both squealed.
"You know what we should do?" Deva spoke up.
"What?"
"We should go to England and see if there really is a Platform nine and three-quarters."
Amanda laughed. "Oh yeah. We can run right at it and look incredibly stupid when all we do is slam into a brick wall. I don't know about you, but when Harry and Ron did that in the movie, it didn't exactly look like it felt good."
Deva laughed as well. "I love that scene. But seriously! Then we could go to Hogwarts and really meet them! You know you want to."
"Yeah, I suppose. But how would we get there?"
Deva shrugged and looked back towards the TV, where Vernon Dursley was scolding Harry. And then, a thought popped in her head and she couldn't help but grin. Turning back towards Amanda, Deva's grin grew.
"What do you think would happen if we became Harry and Ron?" Deva asked, her bright eyes twinkling.
"We'd be two hot guys, why?" Amanda snorted, looking at Deva in curiosity.
"Think about it! We'd be able to do magic and gaze at ourselves for hours in the mirror!"
"That sounds kind of creepy, Dev."
"No! Seriously! Think about it!" Deva repeated. "We wouldn't have to think of how we'd get to Hogwarts, because technically, we'd be there! As them!"
"Yeah," Amanda nodded. "But you think about this - WE'D WANT OURSELVES! That sounds nasty."
"Oh, come on. It's not like we'd turn ourselves on or something. You're making it sound more perverted than it is."
"Deva, listen to me. If I saw Ron or Harry in person, I'd want them! You'd want them too! Now, look at it this way - if we WERE Ron and Harry, we'd want ourselves. We might even resort to... to... touching ourselves."
Deva and Amanda both shivered in disgust at this.
"When you put it like that, you're right. But I don't think if I was Harry, I'd touch myself. I'm not THAT desperate."
After a moment, Amanda nodded. "Yea... suppose your right. But what are you saying exactly?"
"I wish I were Harry Potter," Deva grinned.
"I wish I were Ron Weasley," Amanda smiled back. "But you and me both know that will never happen."
Deva sighed and slumped back against the couch. A second later, she threw the remote at Amanda, causing it the bang against Amanda's arm.
"Ow! That hurt!" Amanda exclaimed, clutching her arm.
"You ruined my wonderful moment," Deva pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm sorry. Trust me, if I could, I'd make us Harry and Ron. But we still aren't sure if they're real."
"They are real. I feel it," Deva whined.
"You're a trip," Amanda laughed, shaking her head.
Deva just sighed. The two girls continued watching the rest of the movie without a sound. As soon as the credits began to roll, Deva sighed again and stood up. She started dancing to the music.
"Uhh.. Dev what are you doing?"
"Dancing"
"Well i see that but why?"
"Because I'm in love..." She said, falling backwards. She missed the couch by a foot and fell on her butt on the floor.
"Niiiiiice one.." Amanda said, rolling her eyes.
"Ha ha..." Deva said smirking. "Well I'm beat... lets hit the hay chick...."
"Sounds good." Amanda said, stretching. The once again tiptoed past Deva's parents' door and into her room. Deva flipped off the light and crawled into bed. Amanda crawled onto the trundle.
"Ya know what?" Deva asked, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness.
"Huh?" Amanda said, secretly wishing that Deva would shut up and go to sleep.
"I keep thinking that I'm going to wake up as Harry...."
"HA! Yeah like that'll ever happen."
"You don't think it would be cool?" Deva asked, disappointed.
"No I'm not saying that... i mean, it would be awesome.. but its impossible."
"True..." Deva said, turning over. The two fell asleep almost instantly, both dreaming about what would happen if they were Harry Potter and Ron
Weasley.