A bushy haired girl ran into the washroom, leaving her large trunk and cage, which contained a large ugly cat, by the luggage holding area. She grabbed a cell phone out of her bag and hit the number 1.

'Hey D. Where the hell are you?'

'Don't worry C.J. I'm on my way, there's a crazy amount of traffic, just be ready and don't look like that retard girl. Everyone's with me.'

'Ok. I'm in the washroom. If you can, grab my stuff and load it up. I'm just changing.'

After hanging up, the girl, C.J., walked into one of the stalls, with a wooden stick clutched in her left hand. She pointed the stick at herself and said something inaudible. Suddenly, she began to change. Her brown eyes turning hazel, she grew two inches, until she was 5'4 ½, and her face becoming rounder. Her hair turned a copper colour, and instead of being bushy, it came up to her shoulder blades, in soft curls. Her forehead was covered by bangs.

The girl reached into her huge book-bag and pulled out a pair of brown cowboy boots, a pair of tan tights, and an olive green t-shirt, that came to her knees. From her huge book-bag she also pulled out a small box, and a gold belt. She wrapped the gold belt loosely around her hips, but tight enough so it wouldn't fall off. Out of the box she pulled out five gold studs, and two gold hoops. She put the hoops in her ears and one stud in her left cartilage, and the one into her right nostril, one above her right eyebrow, and one in her lip, on the left side. And she then reached in to the same box and pulled out three more studs. Placing two above each of the hoops on her ear. Just as she put her last earring, she heard her name being called, and she ran out of the stall and out side the washroom.

'C.J, where the hell are you? Cecilia Jaden Ariella, come out her right now. You know damn well that we can't come in their. Everyone left already. Hurry the hell up.'

'D! Didn't your mother ever tell you not to rush a lady! God! I was just finishing up. Did you get my stuff?'

'First off I don't see a lady, and second yeah it's all packed in the car. You really need to get a new pet. That Shookcranks is possessed by the devil; I swear it's a demon cat.'

'Crookshanks, just doesn't like you, he has a good sense of character you now. And I am planning to get another pet this year, if Tierra and Keke let's me. Now let's go! We're going to be late and I want to get there today.'

'Well if you weren't so slow we would have been there all ready! Everyone already left, because you were taking way too long. And you walk to slow.'

Suddenly C.J was lifted up over D's shoulder and he was walking calmly towards his black pick-up truck.

'Darien James Hewlett let me down! I'm going to fcking kill you. HELP!' CJ struggled against him even though she knew there was no point Darien was stronger, and he already had the advantage.

Unbeknownst to the pair, a few people did hear CJ's cry for help, and had rushed towards the sound of the noise.

'Harry, don't you think it's weird that every year Hermione rushes off?' The tall red head man named Ron Weasley, was curios as to why one of his best friends always rushed off, with out saying good bye to them.

'I guess so. I mean I just realised now. Anyways she probably has a good reason for…' Before the green eyed saviour could answer, a loud scream for help was heard throughout the hidden station.

The dynamic duo ran out of the hidden barrier towards the sound of the scream. There they saw an interesting sight. An attractive girl was being carried by a guy. Both looked there age, yet it seemed that the girl, was no putting much effort into her release, instead both were smiling a lot. Other people around the couple were shaking their heads and laughing.

'Uh Harry, why isn't anyone helping her?'