9Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J.K. Rowling; various publishers including, but not limited to, Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books; and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

The Wizarding World is unknown to some and then to the others they think they know everything. What would happen if a girl, that has read all the books and memorized them, and she thought she knew everything about the Wizarding World, was transported there, theoretically, of course?

Currently, she lives in our world, the real world, the world where the Wizarding World is mainly known to many as "Harry Potter and the series". This girl loves that world, so much that she wishes upon a star every night that she could go into this world. She thinks of what she would love to change, if she ever gets there.

Her friends are getting really tired of her living in her fantasy world. They wish she would come back to the "real world." Some of her friends have told her that the characters have to die for a reason. This girl is so stubborn and in love with the Wizarding World that she blows them off, but in her heart she knows that they're right. She just can't or won't believe it. She loves the story to her it is the greatest ever.

Finally, to stop stressing out her friends, she decides that since she can't go into the "world" she would start writing about how she would want the story to go or wishes it would. As her story progresses her friends see a change in her and love it. But, on her story she gets to the fifth year and stops. Not because she ran out of ideas. Oh no, but, because her wish comes true. She gets transported there. And that's where my story begins.

"Today was a good day at Hogwarts, even though that miserable old toad was still there. The students were trying relentlessly to get rid of her. The Weasley twins were making a fortune. They gave some of it away for free, because, they too were trying to get rid of her. But she seemed like she was never going to leave."

She sat staring at her computer screen deciding how to continue this chapter. She couldn't think of anything else so she saves it and closes down her computer. She gets up from the computer chair; she lets out a yawn and stretches. She looks around and sees that the rest of her family has already gone to sleep. She lets out a little giggle and decides to join them. She slowly walks to her room, and stops right outside her door. She sees a strange light illuminating from the bottom of the door. But she blows it off because she remembers she left her lava lamp on, as she opens the door.

Looking around her room, she sees her lava lamp on. As the door closes behind her, she walks into the room to shut off the lava lamp. She makes her bed so she can have all the blankets just right to sleep. After the bed is made she goes over to the light switch and turns it off. The mysterious light was still there. She frowns to herself but thinks it might be a light coming from the outside. She looks outside the window for the source. Finally, she gives up. She lies down underneath her covers and goes to sleep.

"Do you think she's okay?" A male voice asks.

"No she is not, or she wouldn't be sleeping in the woods." A woman's voice says.

"Sorry." the male voice mutters.

"Can we poke her with a," Another male voice asks.

"Stick, to wake her up?" Another male asks completing the other male voice speech. For some odd reason the two males was ping-pong-ing their speech.

"NO!" The woman exclaims, "But I would appreciate if you two would pick her up."

She doesn't like strange people picking her up so she opens her eyes and says "Nope, that's quite alright. I'll get up myself." Everyone jumps from surprise.

She sits up. There in front of her were four red heads. There stood two males that look almost identical, another male a little taller and an elderly woman who is much shorter.

"Well, hello dear are you alright?" the woman asks her with a smile on her face.

The girl looks around and notices what the red heads said was true. She was in the woods. She just realizes that the people had an accent that she couldn't place, just yet. And that all the people look really familiar. "No, actually I'm not. I have no idea how I got here."

All the boys look at each other. The elderly woman still has a smile on her face but it drops a little. "Well then please tell us where you live and we can help you get there."

The girl debates with her self as to whether to tell them or not. Finally she thought that it couldn't hurt since she had no clue where she was, she told them. This time they all look at each other.

"Dearie, can you tell us where that is located?"

"Platte City," The girl replied wondering why they would ask that.

"And where is that located?"

The girl gives them a funny look, and says "Missouri."

The boys all fell down. Then the lady asks "In America?"

"Yes."

They were looking at each other again, but this time the girl was fed up with it. "What's wrong with ya'll?!" she exclaims

The boys lightly chuckled. "Well you see…" one of the boy's starts to say. But the twins butts in saying, "You're not in."

"America anymore,"

With that she faints. She just had to much shock on her. Because at that point she realizes she was talking to some of the Weasley's, a.k.a Mrs. Weasley, Ron Weasley, and Fred and George Weasley. She drew the conclusion that she was in the Wizarding world, of Harry Potter. She also realizes her dream has come true, but they probably wouldn't believe her and she might be there either at the start of their fifth year or at the end. She hopes the start of the year and that she could go to Hogwarts with everyone.

She raises her arm to touch her head with her hand. Then she slowly sits up. She opens her eyes and looks around, and she doesn't see anybody. 'Where am I?' She looks around and sees stuff that belongs in a house. Like a chair, a clock, a lamp, table, yarn, and the famous fireplace. She moves her legs over the edge of the couch, and sits up. 'I am so sore. I wonder who moved me, or if they used a magical spell to lift me. Since you know I passed out.' She slowly tries to stand. She succeeds; she throws herself a little party. But, continues on her way to find the Weasley's. She looks into the kitchen and sees Mrs. Weasley at the stove cooking.

"Excuse me," the girl says trying to get her attention.

Mrs. Weasley turns around and sees the girl. "Oh, dearie, are you alright?" she asks moving away from the stove.

"Yea, I was just in shock." the girl replies.

"I'm so sorry; the boys are just a little insensitive and can't keep their mouths shut." She said shaking her head.

"That's alright ma'am." The girl says and starts looking around and sees boxes. "Are you moving?" she asks.

Mrs. Weasley looks around the room and chuckles, "Oh, we are just relocating for the summer. The man that is relocating us is the man that you need to see and he'll be here soon." When she finished saying this her face seemed like she just realized something. "Oh, my, I haven't introduced myself have I?" She shakes her head to herself and says, "My name is Molly Weasly. You may call me Mrs. Weasley though. What is your name?"

"My name Karmylle." the girl replies

"It is very nice to meet you." Mrs. Weasley says and comes over and gives Karmylle a hug. At this time the fireplace lights up. Karmylle, not expecting this, jumps. Mrs. Weasley feels this and releases her and says "Oh, that's the 'Floo' it's how…" She trails off realizing that she doesn't know if Karmylle is a witch or not.

"Molly," a male voice says.

"Dumbledore," Mrs. Weasley says with a bright smile.

Karmylle turns around to look at Dumbledore. He looks sort of like the man they have in the movies. The man looks his age, but probably ten years younger. He has long white hair and a beard to match. The beard didn't look fake at all. He looks at Karmylle and says, "So this is the girl you found in the woods."

"Yes," Molly answers. But he never stops looking at Karmylle.

"Well, I am going to take a walk with her around your property to learn more about her and to find out some things." he says with a twinkle in his eyes. Mrs. Weasley nods her head. He gestures to her to go out the door, she does.

She walks outside and stands by the left side of door, Dumbledore then walks out. He turns toward Karmylle and tells her to follow him. They start walking in silence for a while. He leads her to what looks like an apple orchard.

"What were you doing in the woods?" Dumbledore asks, as he turns towards Karmylle.

"Sir, I have no idea. The last thing I remember is going to sleep in my bed." Karmylle tells him. This leaves him silence for a little bit.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 15."

"Do you know if you have any magical powers?"

"No sir, I do not know."

Then he was silent for a little bit more. This made Karmylle very nervous. Internally she was debating whether or not to tell him, what she knew or not.

"Well, were we are going to go to somewhere it has magic in it and we need to find out if you have magic or not."

"How are we going to do that?" Karmylle asks, curious.

Dumbledore looks at her and says "I need you to hold on to me tight." Karmylle hesitates but takes a step forward and grabs around his waist.

"You will feel a little pressure but it shouldn't bother you too much." he tells her and starts to apparate.

A/N: Thank you for being patient and I suck as an author but I'm trying. What is a Mary Sue? Yea, I should know what that means but I don't, it kind of sucks that I don't and well yea. Well I hope it didn't change that much and it flows better. But yea umm…. Tell me what's up with and it what not.