"Anya! Hurry up!" Laina Harris tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for her best friend Anya Morris to catch up.

"Hang on, chica, I'm having a little emergency here!" Anya limped over to Laina and clapped a hand on her shoulder. "Hold still a sec." She reached down her free hand and adjusted her violent purple strappy heel. When she finished, she put her foot down and sighed in relief.

"Thanks. Okay, I'm ready."

They turned and began walking along the sidewalk.

"An, maybe next time we go shopping in London, you should wear, hmm, not those?" Laina pointed at Anya's rather unique stilettos.

"Come on Laina, we need to look our best."

Laina rolled her eyes. "For the last time, Rupert Grint is not going to be at the premier for the 5th book. He's the actor, not the character."

"Well maybe he'll be there to get his own copy! And," she added, smirking, "maybe Daniel Radcliffe will be too."

"Oh, yeah, right. And when they see us, they'll immediately fall in love with us and we'll have a double wedding on horseback in New Zealand!"

"Maybe we will!" Laina looked at her incredulously. "It could happen!" They burst out laughing at the look on each other's face.

"Come on. If we don't hurry we'll never find out if they're there or not, because our train leaves in…" Laina looked at her watch. "Oh my GOD! Five minutes!"

She took off without so much as a word of warning to Anya, who stumbled to catch up.

"Laina! Wait!"

Anya ran after her friend and caught her just outside the station.

"Come on, Anya! We're gonna miss our train! And the premier!"

"I know, I'm just having a few technical difficulties!"

Laina sighed in exasperation. "When we get back, I'm tossing those shoes in a Dumpster!"

"Like shell you are! I love these shoes!"

"Too bad you can't walk in them!"

"Whatever. Don't we have a train to catch?"

Laina rolled her eyes and entered the station. Anya went in behind her, but stopped when she dropped her purse.

"Great!" she said, bending over to pick up her scattered possessions. She stood up in time to see Laina's reddish-brown ponytail bouncing as she hurried away.

"Laina!" She took a step, tripped thanks to her heels, and began to fall backwards, when suddenly two strong arms stopped her fall.

"You all right?" a very familiar British voice asked her.

"Yeah, I…" Anya trailed off as she looked into the eyes of her rescuer.

He looked right back into hers as he stuttered, "I'm R-ron Weasley."

"My name's-"

She was saved the trouble of telling him her name by Laina, who appeared at her side, grabbed her hand, and said. "Anya! Come on, we'll miss our train!" She pulled Anya after her, completely ignoring Ron.

"Anya," he breathed. What a perfect name.

"Ron! Hurry up!" a voice called. Ron spotted his family and joined them.

Meanwhile, Anya was desperately trying to get Laina's attention.

"Laina, would you listen to me?"

"No time!"

"That was Rupert Grint!"

"Yeah, right! Give it up! They're not going to be there!"

"You're right, because they're HERE!"

Finally, Laina stopped and looked at her friend.

"You're serious?"

"Yes!"

"Well… then let's go get some autographs!"

They looked around for a bit, then spotted a load of redheads and other various hair colors roughly 200 feet away. Laina and Anya hurried after them, Anya stumbling the whole way.

"You know," Anya huffed, "he said something weird to me. He told me his name was…"

She trailed off as they slowed to catch their breath.

"There they are!" Laina pointed to a brick pillar between platforms nine and ten.

Their mouths dropped open. One by one, the redheads were lining up, running to the pillar, and disappearing in it!

They looked at each other, then back at the platform.

In unison, they whispered, "No way!"