That Magical Feeling
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Disclaimer; NoBoDy from dis story is mine, they belong to Disney and J.K Rowling =(
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Introduction
Thirteen-year-old Hermoine Granger stared up at the large school. She looked to her left, where stood one of her best friends, Harry Potter. His messy brown hair blew around crazily in the wind and his black-rimmed glasses had just been cleaned, making them shine brightly. To her right stood her other best friend, Ron Weasley. His bright orange hair and goofy grin gave him the standard weasley look.
Hermoine herself had long wavy brown hair and was quite petite.
"I don't see WHY we have to attend a MUGGLE school!" complained a familiar voice.
The trio turned to where Draco Malfoy stood with his two friends, Crab and Goyle. "Let's just hope we don't end up turning into Grangers," Draco smiled evilly and he passed, "Mudblood!"
Hermoine balled her fists and gave Draco a poisionous glare. "Ignore him," Harry muttered, "He's just pathetic!"
"I thought we weren't supposed to use wizarding terms here," Ron whispered, glancing around the crowded school yard, "We could get caught out,"
"Well, that's Draco for you, breaking the rules," Hermoine rolled her eyes.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where they would normally attend had been over-crowded this year, so Professor Dumbledor had decided it would be a good experience for the third-year students to stay in the Muggle World for the school year.
The bell rang, and Hermoine, Ron and Harry trudged up the stairs of their new school to their home rooms.
"I hope Hillridge is as peaceful as it looks," sighed Harry.
"Same here," Ron agreed.
Just then out of nowhere came a girl with blonde hair, which was softly crimped in parts and wore black pants, with a red top. Neither looking where they were going, her and Harry collided.
The girl's books fell over the floor and she groaned as she knelt down to pick them up. "I'm so sorry!" she said, looking up at Harry with her light blue eyes.
"That's okay," he replied, handing her her Algebra book, "I'm Harry, Harry Potter,"
The girl smiled as she took her book. "I'm Lizzie McGuire,"
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A/N; Hey! This is my FiRsT fanfic so I thought it'd b c0ol 2 do a crossova! =D pLz ReViEw! --Thanx! *KiSsEs!*
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Disclaimer; NoBoDy from dis story is mine, they belong to Disney and J.K Rowling =(
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Introduction
Thirteen-year-old Hermoine Granger stared up at the large school. She looked to her left, where stood one of her best friends, Harry Potter. His messy brown hair blew around crazily in the wind and his black-rimmed glasses had just been cleaned, making them shine brightly. To her right stood her other best friend, Ron Weasley. His bright orange hair and goofy grin gave him the standard weasley look.
Hermoine herself had long wavy brown hair and was quite petite.
"I don't see WHY we have to attend a MUGGLE school!" complained a familiar voice.
The trio turned to where Draco Malfoy stood with his two friends, Crab and Goyle. "Let's just hope we don't end up turning into Grangers," Draco smiled evilly and he passed, "Mudblood!"
Hermoine balled her fists and gave Draco a poisionous glare. "Ignore him," Harry muttered, "He's just pathetic!"
"I thought we weren't supposed to use wizarding terms here," Ron whispered, glancing around the crowded school yard, "We could get caught out,"
"Well, that's Draco for you, breaking the rules," Hermoine rolled her eyes.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where they would normally attend had been over-crowded this year, so Professor Dumbledor had decided it would be a good experience for the third-year students to stay in the Muggle World for the school year.
The bell rang, and Hermoine, Ron and Harry trudged up the stairs of their new school to their home rooms.
"I hope Hillridge is as peaceful as it looks," sighed Harry.
"Same here," Ron agreed.
Just then out of nowhere came a girl with blonde hair, which was softly crimped in parts and wore black pants, with a red top. Neither looking where they were going, her and Harry collided.
The girl's books fell over the floor and she groaned as she knelt down to pick them up. "I'm so sorry!" she said, looking up at Harry with her light blue eyes.
"That's okay," he replied, handing her her Algebra book, "I'm Harry, Harry Potter,"
The girl smiled as she took her book. "I'm Lizzie McGuire,"
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A/N; Hey! This is my FiRsT fanfic so I thought it'd b c0ol 2 do a crossova! =D pLz ReViEw! --Thanx! *KiSsEs!*