The Clique Meets Harry Potter!
Massie rolled her eyes. She had done that a lot lately. "But, mom," she whined. "WHY do I have to visit my cousin? She's SO weird." Mrs. Block sighed. "Hermione has been going to Hogwarts for years," she began to explain. "She hasn't seen you since you guys were both babies." Massie ruffled her hair as her mom explained the situation. "Well, I'm NOT going unless Dylan, Kristen, Alicia, and Claire go, too." Mrs. Block smiled. "Pack your bags, Massie. You're going to Hogwarts."
"Ehmagod, Leesh. You need to wear the same things as we do!" Dylan observed. Alicia shook her head. "I don't care if it's uniform or not, I am NOT wearing that scarf! It's sooo last year." Claire giggled. She had to agree. It did look awful. Dylan took out a Twix bar. "Dyl, aren't you on a diet?" Kristen looked up and down at her friend. "Well, since we're going to a school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I'm practicing my magic. I will turn this Twix into an apple!" Poof. The Twix bar caused a tiny explosion, and Dylan's red hair appeared as if it were black. The entire car laughed hysterically. Claire tapped Massie on the shoulder. "So, your cousin is Hermione Granger?" Massie raised her eyebrows and nodded. "Apparently she is some kind of genius. But, I think she's a witch." Kristen and Claire laughed. Dylan was too busy fixing her hair, and Alicia was instructing the driver to the airport.
"Kuh-laire," Massie said. "Do you want a latte? Alicia is buying some from the Starbucks over there." Claire refused. She was in the Clique, but not into lattes.
Finally, the girls arrived at Hogwarts. "Ick," Dylan said. "Just the NAME of this place sounds disgusting. And the uniforms? Ehmagod, will I live?" Massie shook her head. "I know I won't." Claire nodded in agreement. This was going to be a long school year.
"I wish we were at OCD right now. We'd be worshiped. But, no. We're stuck here learning about levitating frogs or whatever." Kristen sighed. "Where's my other earring?" Alicia looked in her Prada bag for an extra pair of earrings. "Here, Kris. Take these." Kristen smiled. "Thanks, girly."
The doors opened. There to greet the girls was Professor Dumbledore himself. "Welcome, Alicia Rivera. The sorting hat has told me you'd make a fine member of the Ravenclaw house." He pointed in the direction of Ravenclaw. "Now, off you go." Massie couldn't stop staring at him. He was tall, pale, and had a very long, white beard. "Welcome, Claire Lyons. You are a Gryffindor." She scooted off to her house. "Ahh, yes. Dylan Marvil. Welcome to Hufflepuff." Kristen and Massie nervously held hands. The only house that was not occupied by a Clique member was Slytherin. And both Massie and Kristen PRAYED that they wouldn't end up there. "Kristen Gregory," Dumbledore began. "Ravenclaw." Kristen smiled and gave Massie a hug. Kristen and Alicia were in the same house. "And you, Massie Block. Slytherin." Massie fainted when she heard which house she was placed in. After she woke up, she complained to Dumbledore. "But I am NOT a bad girl!" Dumbledore shrugged. "It wasn't I who decided this," he explained. "But, I'm sure you'll manage."
But Massie didn't think so at all. This was the worst year ever.