Chapter 1- Worlds Connected

Disclaimer: No recognizable characters or places are the property of the authors. We can only wish we were as brilliant as JK Rowling to have invented them... but in the meantime, we settle for manipulating her characters into situations. The song "Hello, Goodbye" is by The Beatles, not us. Yup. We're neither famous authors, songwriters, or composers. Darn.

You say yes, I say no
You say stop and I say go go go, oh no
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

"Sarah, wake up!" shouted a frantic Meagan, as she shook her sleeping twin sister. "Get up now or we'll not make it to the airport in time."

Sarah rolled over noncommittally, blinking as the bright Australian sun hit her eyes. "Aright, aright! I'm up, you can stop strangling me now." groaned a very tired and annoyed Sarah. "I don't know what you're so worried about, anyway. It's not like we never been in school before." she grumbled.

"Aye, but that was in Australia, dear, at a school of lower caliber than the one we're going to in England. And besides, England has so much more society than there is in this sordid little dump of an island."

"Whatever, might I remind you that England is an island much smaller than this one, where it rains nonstop and the beaches suck and it's muggy or cold all the time. Oh, and don't ever call me 'dear' ever again, you're not my mother!" shouted Sarah to Meagan's retreating figure.

"You're just being difficult and stubborn. And, though no, I'm not you're mother, I did come first." Meagan called back to her as she exited their room.

'I hate it when she does that! She's only 1 minute older than me.' Sarah thought as she stumbled out of bed and gathered her outfit and headed to the bathroom to shower.

I say high, you say low

You say why, I say I don't know, oh no

You say goodbye and I say hello

hello hello

I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

hello hello

I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

The shower helped wake Sarah up as well as provided a way for her to forget all her troubles and worries about going to Hogwarts. It was as if all her doubts either floated away with the steam or washed away down the drain. This comforted her, it always had, it gave her a time to recall all her actions, think things over, work out a plan for the day, and prepare for the day fresh and renewed. She got dressed and headed back into her bedroom. As she entered her room she paused. It was one of the last times she'd see it until next summer. It almost made her want to cry.

The room was very simple in design. Their room was a large airy room modestly furnished. Two beds stood parallel, across the room from each other, framing a set of French doors that led to a small balcony.

Sarah's bed was on the left, while Meagan's was on the right. Sarah's bed was covered with a simple white quilt. She had a wood dresser upon which sat her stereo and a mirror as well as many photos of close friends and family. Her walls were painted blue, like the beautiful Australian ocean she loved so much. She also had a small desk at which she read books and wrote stories and poems on rainy days. She prided herself in the neat and simplistic nature of her side of the room. Not to say that Meagan's side wasn't neat.

Why why why why why why do you say goodbye goodbye, oh no?
You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello.

You say yes I say no
You say stop and I say go go go
Oh, oh no

It was just very, very different. Meagan's side was the epitome of pink-wearing, girly-girl, gossip magazine subscribing, and celebrity-worshiping teenage girldom. Her walls were, of course, pink. Her bed was a four poster bed with pink and periwinkle over hangings with matching bed clothes. Her walls were covered, quite literally, with posters of famous actors and actresses, as well as covers of 'Witch Weekly'. She had a full sized wardrobe with so many clothes that she had to enchant them so they would all fit. She had a cabinet for the soul purpose of housing her many pairs of shoes, as well as a rack to hold all of her purses.

It was as if the room brought together two different worlds, two different life styles, two different social groups. All coming together around a single French door opening onto a simple balcony that over looked the beach and ocean that was the center of both the girls' lives, but mind you, for very different reasons.

Sarah sighed as she walked to the end of her bed, where she disposed her laundry into a hamper that she kept there. From here she continued to her dresser to finish her hair and put on the little make-up she wore.

She looked at herself appraisingly in the mirror, giving a little shrug. 'It doesn't really matter what I look like', she thought. 'Not like I'll be seen by anyone important.'

Sarah looked down at her attire. Nothing remarkable or showy, just like herself. She had never been one to take the spotlight- that she left to Meagan, the popular gossip queen who drew most everyone's eyes when the pair passed.

Taking a second look, she decided a ponytail best for the day, and swept up her smooth blonde hair tightly off her face in a well practiced action. Quickly she straightened her blue shirt, smoothed her well-worn jeans and grabbed her white sneakers and bag before leaving the room.

You say goodbye and I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say Hello-o-o hello
Hela heba helloa