Sarah glanced around her dorm room one last time. Erin was over beside her bed packing. Sarah looked back down at her trunk. She sighed. It had been a week since Erin and she found out about the project, but the time had seemed to pass too quickly. Miss Haverly, the principal, had called them to her office on Saturday evening. The friends found themselves standing in an office covered wall to wall with famous wizards and witches. Right above the fireplace was a plaque having all the names of the previous principals of The Franklin School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where they currently attended. The middle-aged witch sat at her desk, facing it. She was always very prim and proper, very out of the ordinary in public. But the girls were used to the unusual. Miss Haverly looked up from some paperwork as the girls entered. She sighed.
"Sarah, Erin, I need to discuss somethings with you. Please, sit down. This may take a while." The pair lowered themselves into the wooden chairs. "Okay. As you know, the wizarding world has been at war-"
"For many years. The world is in peril." Erin quoted back, out of habit, not disrespect.
"Erin, you're probably too young to know, but the world is always in some sort of peril." Mr. Jofert poked his head in the door. "Wendy, can I see you when you're done?"
"Sure." The Charms teacher dissapeared back outside. "Anyways, the problem's epicenter is Europe. Due to the reports from the Ministry of Magic in Britain, we now know that The-Nameless-One is still alive." Both girls nervously glanced at each other. They had known for nearly a year, but it still made them nervous. "So, the Ministry of Magic in America is wanting to send some of our wizards over to Europe to assist, if, where, and when the fighting finally breaks out." She stood and walked over to the window. "Among those, they are sending a few students from the two wizarding schools in the country." Miss Haverly glanced at the girls. "You have been selected. I have talked to your parents. They all agreed to let you go. All that's left is for you to accept." She slowly walked back over to her desk. "Before you make your decision, let me say a few things. First, you will not be able to see your family before you go. It might put them at danger. For the same reason, you won't be able to contact them during the year. You will be flown to somewhere in Europe. I have no clue where. You will be met by someone, maybe even a muggle. They will take you to an apartment where you will stay for the remainder of the summer. You will have a bank account and someone to show you around the wizarding part of the city, of course. Come fall, you will be escorted to a train that will take you to a school. You won't know which school until you get on the train. You won't even know if you are staying in the same country. I won't know anything, besides that you went to the airport. You will be cut off from all but each other and those that you meet there. You will be expected to work just as hard there as you do here. And above all, if will be dangerous. You will basically be entering enemy turf. You will be under the cover of exchange students, but there is always a chance you will be found out." She stared straight at them. "I'll give you until tomorrow noon to decide. You are dismissed."
A week later, the two best friends had just finished packing up their things. "Ready?" Erin said, zipping up her final suitcase.
"Yeah. Let's rock and roll." Sarah grabbed two duffle bags and started out the door. Erin sighed and looked once more around the room where they had grown up together for the past five years.
"Rock and roll." She turned off the light and followed.
A/N: Ok, this is a joint effort, so its always her fault, not mine. JK. Sorry this chapter's so short, but its really just an introduction. Please review, but no flamers, please. This is our first joint fic, so it may be a little rockey at first.