Hello, Readers! Skittles and Snickers, here! We hope you enjoy our accurate retelling of Order of the Phoenix. This is exactly the way it would have gone if J.K. Rowling hadn't decided to forget about MJ Quarters and Felicity Byrd. Everything in this would have happened if she hadn't written those two out of the book.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling did not make up the two main characters of this story. She did, however, write the amazing Order of the Phoenix, and the rest of the Harry Potter series as well. We are just inserting two extras for our (and hopefully your) amusement.

Enjoy meeting our two (hopefully) realistic characters in our prologue! Constructive criticism will be much appreciated! ^_^

Prologue: Check and Double-Check

"Watch it!"

"Outta the way!"

"That's my toe you imbecile!"

"MOVE!"

This is insane, a sixteen-year-old girl thought after she got shoved by what looked like a third year. The American had already lost her first year brother in the sweeping crowd. She wasn't worried, though; he could take care of himself.

"C'mon, Lis!" her friend called out to her from the other end of the corridor, holding a door to a compartment open.

"Coming, MJ!" Rushing over, Felicity Byrd slipped in after her slightly taller fellow-American, MJ Quarters, who had long, wavy brown hair that sometimes had gold or a hint of red streaks in the sunlight and dark chocolate brown eyes. The fourteen-year-old MJ was wearing a casual muggle ensemble that consisted of a short sleeved, dark blue hoodie, black jeans, white flip-flops and huge white hoop earrings. She was 5'6

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Quickly, Felicity plopped into a seat after putting her suitcase up on the rack. She wore a slightly wacky outfit that had a muggle air about it: a red t-shirt that proclaimed "I went to Transylvania, and all I got was this lousy t-shirt, black fingerless gloves that went up to her elbows, a short green skirt, and black combat boots. If her hair wasn't arranged in a messy bun that held her wand, it would have gone down to her hips. It was golden blonde and insanely curly. She directed her forest-green eyes toward the window as they waited for the train to start. She was 5'5 and a half

MJ looked at the shorter blonde girl seated across from her. "I thought we were supposed to meet up with your cousin?"

Shaking her head, Felicity replied, "No. He's sitting in the Prefects' compartment." She sneered. "He just got his letter with the badge a few days ago. He's such a kiss-up" she rolled her eyes, but she was grinning now.

"Oh, ok. Maybe once the train starts we can find my cousins. It shouldn't be hard."

"Yeah", her friend agreed as she sprawled out across the seat on her stomach. She was pretty bushed from driving to the train station in a muggle car and then getting lectured by her pureblood aunt about messing with muggle things (like said car). Felicity thought about how it was a good thing her Aunt Cissy didn't ask too much about MJ; if she had found out about the Quarters family, she would never let Felicity hear the end of it. Even though the pureblood blonde was two years older, she had still forged a friendship with the younger girl that was not quite a "respectable" pureblood.

Meanwhile, MJ was already feeling slightly homesick. She remembered leaving her parents...

"Now remember", her mother said after they had put her luggage on the train, "contact me immediately in case of an emergency, ok?"

"Ok, Mom!" MJ was getting impatient. "OOH! There's Lis! And the train's about to leave!" she added as the last whistle rang out. "Bye, love you!" she hugged her parents and rushed off.

When she reached Felicity, she gave her a hug, and then said with a grin, "I can't wait to cause all kinds of trouble with you! Pulling pranks, and prank-calling people-"

"Huh?" her friend gave her a confused look. "Didn't you know? We can't use electronics at Hogwarts; they don't work."

Meanwhile, across the station…

"Oh, that's me" Mrs. Quarters told her husband as they heard a phone ringing. "Hello?"

"EMERGENCY!" her daughter cried as soon as she picked up. "NO ELECTRONICS! HOW ON EARTH WILL WE STAY IN TOUCH?"

Felicity replied next to MJ the same time Mrs. Quarters did over the phone. "Writing letters."

MJ groaned. "Aw, that's what cavemen did!"

Before she could complain anymore, Felicity had pushed her onto the train, forcing her to tell her mom goodbye one more time before hanging up.

MJ shook herself out of her homesick state and looked at her companion. "We're really going to Hogwarts, aren't we Lis?"

"Yes, we are MJ."

All was silent for a few moments.

"… You got the notes and supplies?"

Felicity smirked. "Check and double-check."

"Good" MJ grinned mischievously.

"Uh-huh. This school will never know what hit 'em."