A loud storm shook the curtains of Angelina Johnson's large flat in the midst of London. Her body was racked with fever and her body shook and shivered. "Mom!"she moaned. "Mom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Her dark-skinned mother emerged from the shadows as she embraced her teenage daughter. "You're going back to Hogwarts tomorrow, baby. It'll all be okay." Angelina's mouth was silent and as her mother left, thinking she was asleep Angelina was awake and thinking. She thought of Fred………his warm smile and happy nature. She would see him tomorrow. And hopefully she would get away from him………

(A/L : Ah hah cliff-hanger!)

Katie Bell smiled happily as she sat down to dinner with her pure-blooded parents. Not that I mattered but she liked the fact that her family went back tons of generations. They were all pure-blooded, full-blooded wizards. Her mother, Naomi gently massaged her daughter's fair blond hair. Katie had a sister……Gailiana, she would be transferring to Hogwarts from Mah-Jioung in China. Gailiana was a juvenile delinquent. But, Dumbledore accepted people………….all people. She also thought of her best friend……Angelina. She loved her like a sister. Angelina had introduced her to rap music(which she ADORED), Disney movies(they actually were pretty good) and braids and cornrows. Angelina had even braided her hair. It looked a little strange. But, what was even cooler were Fred and George. Katie was going out with George and Angelina with Fred. They couldn't wait to see each other at Platform ¾ Quarters.

"Sugar pie, honeybun."Jessica crooned waving a brush in the air. "Ow!"she winced as a red owl withgolden eyes bobbed her on the head with a letter. "Aaaah!"she screamed. "It's an owl, oh my god, it's an OWL! I'm gonna die. I'm gonna…………"The owl gave her a dissapproving glare and dropped off a letter. She opened it and it said(Yeah, yeah, yah you know the drill.) Jessica cracked up. "Right! I'm a witch! I've got to go online and tell Kyla about this." She booted up her computer but nothing came up. "Strange…"she murmured. Soon writtenin red letters it said:

THIS IS NOT A JOKE!

Jessica freaked. "I'm being followed by a ………. Stalker or something." She flipped her silky, waist length, red hair over her shoulder and angrily kicked back. Soon before she could believe her eyes, a team of beautiful women riding o what were they……… broomsticks?

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