hey guys, first fanfic goin on here. i kind of accidently deleted this and reposted (just this page) so if theres something i had before that i no longer..have, let me know.

disclaimer: anything that is someone elses is not mine. everything else is. enjoy!

Best of Both Worlds

Introduction

I was prowling the streets. I had to be careful, my kind was not natural here. I slinked down back alleyways, looking for the giant sewer rats that lived in this area of town. I could feel the gravel under my soft padded paws as I snuck quietly through the dark. I've had these dreams for about a year now, and I was always an enormous cat, a black panther. I would hunt stealthily for hours, stopping only to rest or occasionally toy with something. Other than that I was under the control of my razor sharp instincts. all these dreams would end in the same way, I'd come back to my house, scale the tree back through my open window, and turn back into myself. That's when I'd wake up. The dreams only come about once a month. They seem so realistic when they happen, its like I can actually feel the grace in my walk, smell the fear of my prey.

I woke up early the next morning, it was almost time to leave.

Ch. 1- Robyn's Arrival

I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. For some reason, I guess I was hoping I'd be different somehow, prettier maybe. But no, I was still me, with the same below the shoulder black auburn hair, slim figure, medium complexion, long legs and big feet. I'm tall for my age too, I'm five foot seven and twelve years old. Everyone was always telling me I was so pretty and should be a model or a basketball player (but some people are just nice). Well I'm sticking to karate.

It's all that I do, especially since summer just started. My best friend takes the same karate as I do, we hang out all the time. Her name is Robyn Bailey, and she's the reason I was up before noon today, I'm going to pick her up from her house so she can sleep over.

" Are ya ready yet Ams?" I heard my brother Jason shout from somewhere that sounded like the kitchen.

"Yea lets go!" I replied as I ran to the front door. Jason is my seventeen-year-old brother, and since my dad is never around, he takes me everywhere I need to go.

" So, what do you want to do during your stay?" I asked Robyn playfully as she hopped in the car.

" It depends, how long is he gone for this time?" she replied mischievously.

She was talking about my dad, she knew he was away on business a lot, and it gave us free range to do a lot of different things.

"He said something about a new oiling business that he wanted to take over and so on and so forth. I love him, but his job bores me to death!" I giggled.

Ch. 2 a Love for Winning

We pulled into my driveway and jumped out as soon as we could, but I collapsed in a fit of giggles when I heard a strange "oof!" and turned around to see Robyn pulled back into the back seat because her bag got caught on something. We got to my room and let out peels of laughter.

Robyn reminded me a lot of myself. She was an inch shorter than me, had the same light skin, she was a little bigger, and was just as obsessed with Harry Potter and anime as I was, if not more. I can't remember when we started liking anime, but she really started getting into Harry Potter about a year ago, she knows everything there is to know about him and Hogwarts.

"Again, what would you like to do?' I asked her as she wiped her tears away.

"Hmmm... well, we could play Quidditch World Cup...did you find your link cable?" she replied.

"Of course I did, we couldn't live without it!"

We played against each other for a couple hours, determined to win the game. Then we got bored and decided to turn on my computer. We browsed some of our favorite fan sites when I decided to check my mail.

"Oh, look at that one!" Robyn said, pointing excitedly to a message labeled 'you've won Harry Potter fan!' I opened the letter and gasped and heard Robyn saying "oh my gosh!" repeatedly in the chair next to me. The letter read:

'Congratulations Harry Potter lover! You have been chosen from our website to spend one whole week with the Harry Potter character of your choice! The winnings include pre-paid air flight reservations, meals, hotel, and a five hundred dollar shopping spree!

Must complete the information below. Character must be featured in 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone' (Warner Brothers entertainment) all other requests will be ignored. Character will be replaced if original character does not wish to participate.'

I knew who I was picking the moment I finished the letter. Sean Biggerstaff, otherwise known as Oliver Wood, the keeper and team captain for Gryffindor quidditch.

" Isn't this great?" I practically shouted at Robyn, smiling from ear to ear. "If I win, I get a whole week with Sean..."

"Yea, that's really cool Amy!" she replied, although something in her tone told me she wasn't as happy as she was trying to be. I figured she was sad she didn't get a letter so I shut up, but I still couldn't hold in the waves of excited giggles.

We spent the rest of the night eating junk food and watching Harry Potter along with different anime series. Long after midnight, we both fell asleep with sore eyes.

Chapter 3 – Long, Lonely Days

Robyn left early the next morning, and I was alone at my house. I finally had the freedom to scream about my mail as loud as I wanted. I was constantly on my computer, I left it on for three days straight. I kept checking my inbox every seven minutes I was awake. I was so excited that I tried to call Robyn at least six times a day, but she never answered. I'm not sure why I tried though, she acted as if it was an everyday thing. Plus, she'd probably get annoyed and tell me 'a hundred people get those letters, don't get yourself worked up'.

It's kind of sad the way I was on my computer for hours on end until I was so hungry I had to get up and bring a soda bottle and a box of crackers back to the monitor so I could wait for a reply.

Then I started worrying. What if they've already chosen a winner? Would I be notified? Or would I sit here for weeks on end waiting for a note that would never arrive? Did I fill out the form correctly? I was growing more anxious with every passing hour. I was pacing my room, the kitchen, and other open spaces in the house. All my fingernails were gone, and after sitting for a few more hours, I was seriously considering working on my toes.

Then the phone rang. I ran as fast as I could to pick it up.

"Hello?!" I said a little louder than necessary.

"Uh...hello! Is there a miss Amy Fischer I can speak with please?" said a very happy man.

"Yes, I'm here, that's me!"

"Ahh, good. Yes, I wanted to inform you that you have been selected from our contest that you entered...five days ago. The 'one week with your favorite Harry Potter character'? Yes, that's the one, and Mr. Biggerstaff was very happy you chose him, he gladly accepted."

I almost dropped the receiver.

"H-hello? Miss?" I heard him say.

"Oh...my...gosh...oh-my-gosh! Are you serious? Your not just playing with me are you?!" I shouted in the phone. I heard him laugh.

"No, no. I'm serious, you've won. Congratulations. You'll be receiving further information now...yes. You've been sent a conformational e-mail as well as a postal letter, thank you for participating, have a good day."

"bye..."I muttered to the man that had already disconnected.

I stumbled onto my couch and slowly sunk into the soft leather cushioning.

I smiled to myself and thought 'what are the chances?... the one time I wasn't checking my e-mail...'