Okay, so, this is the product of me having waaay too much time on my hands. I don't own Hogwarts, and I also do not own my best friend, because if I did, she would have seen Rent already. Anyway, here goes!
"SERENA!" I tapped my foot. Where is she? I decided to make a big show of impatience, sighing and checking my watch (oh, if only I had remembered to wear one). Finally, my best friend decided to grace me with her presence. "What were you doing up there that possibly took you so long?"
"Well, beg pardon," she said, with a grad flourish of her bright pink polka-dotted coat, "but I don't just roll out of bed looking this completely FABULOUS, now do I?" Yes, that's right, we're the people that can use all caps words in the middle of a sentence without batting an eyelash.
"Come on, we have to go! We have rehearsal in ten minutes, and Gabe and Timothy aren't going to be able to survive without dance partners. It takes two to tango and all that jazz. So, allons-y!" And with that, I yanked her out the front door of my house.
We walked the next ten blocks to a near by bus stop, where I finally sat down to catch my breath (hey, you try walking in five inch stilettos!), and I heard Serena plop down beside me. All was silent until I heard Serena say, "Hey, Meg, is that a double-decker bus?"
I opened my eyes just so I could roll them at her. "Serena, darling, don't be ridiculous. We're in the middle of Kansas City, so I highly doubt we're going to see any double-" Oh, crap. She was right.
There, in all its red, British glory, towered a double-decker bus.
"I wanna get a closer look!" Serena cried, running out into the street.
"Wait up!" I called, running after her (oi, no one ever accused us being the sharpest knives in the drawer; so sue us). We ran to the middle of the street, just in time to see that the looming metal beast had no intention of stopping. Me and Serena grabbed onto each others' shoulders, screaming at the top of our lungs. I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain that was sure to come, still shrieking. You know, this was taking a lot longer than I expected. I chanced opening my eyes for the tiniest fraction of a second.
What I saw, my darlings, was Hogwarts Castle.
"Uhm, Serena?" I said, releasing my death grip on my beastie's shoulders.
"Yes?" she replied, surprisingly calm for someone who just had a near-death experience.
"Does this castle look familiar to you?" She looked at it.
"Well, it reminds me of something I saw in Scotland last summer, and also it looks just like the castle the used in-" She suddenly fell silent. A look of awesome realization crossed her features. "Megan, do you know were we are?" She looked me square in the eyes, and said, in a hushed whisper, "do you realize?" Then, her voice rose to an unearthly loudness. "WE'RE AT FREAKING HOGWARTS!"
Okay, trust me, there'll be more interesting stuff in the next chapter. I wonder what houses we'll get sorted into….
