Okay. So, I guess I haven't been doing much, and I know, whoever has read my other stories is probably disappointed, and is going to give me shit I don't need. [Looking at the anonymous, "Wow"] So, I'm going to make this story, and I'm teetering on deleting my others or not. I highly doubt I will, but I might delete some. So, that was a quick announcement, and here's the story. Enjoy.

I don't own Harry Potter. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling, Schoolastic, and Warner Bros. Inc.


Life Is One COMPLICATED Riddle. - Chapter One -

Dylan squealed, as of now, she was flipping out. Her and her family, including her cousin, also a girl, Jude, had just arrived at The Wizarding World of Harry Potter in Florida.

"EEEEEEPPP!" She squealed, pointing. "OLLIVANDERS! HONEYDUKES! THE THREE BROOMSTICKS! HOGWARTS! OH, GOD. I'M GONNA FAINT!" Dylan jumped around, her Gryffindor raglan bouncing up, her combat boots hitting the ground loudly, and her dirty blonde hair swishing back and fourth.

"Please don't." Jude said. "You're causing a scene." Dylan stopped, pondering on what a passerby would think of a sixteen year old girl jumping around and squealing. Of course she had done it back in New York, whilst waiting for Justin Bieber in front of Macy's.

Dylan pouted. "No I'm not. Why aren't you freaking out?" Jude smiled. "I'm containing it. For now. OH MY GOD! LET'S GO TO OLLIVANDERS FIRST!"

Dylan's parents shared a look and smiled. "Go wherever you want. Just call us when you want to eat. We'll eat at The Three Broomsticks." Her Dad said.

"YUS!" Both girls screamed, running towards the line in front of Ollivanders.

After a few moments of people in robes instructing everyone to move towards the front, the door closed, and an actor climbed down a ladder much like the one in the movie.

"Welcome to Ollivanders." The man said, placing his feet on the ground. "Makers of fine wands since 382 B.C." He continued, standing by the desk now.

There was a loud noise, almost like a roar, and the actor looked around at the audience. "There is a very powerful magic in this room." He said, locking eyes with Dylan. "I believe it's you." He said. "Please, step forward. Everyone else, take two steps back from the desk, thank you."

Jude nudged her forward and she walked toward the desk, glancing around the shop. "What is your name?" He asked. "Dylan." She said, smiling brightly. "Dylan, when is your birthday?" He asked. "Halloween." Dylan replied.

"October thirty-first, eh? Well, Dylan as you must know, every wand has a core, of a very powerful magical substance. We use only the finest ingredients." He said, plucking a wand out of the shelf behind him.

"Uni-" Dylan cut him off. "Unicorn Hair, Phoenix Feather, and Dragon Heartstring." She said, receiving many strange looks from the audience. "Uh, continue, please." She muttered, glancing down at her shoes.

She blinked, and when she looked back up, the audience was gone, and the man talking to her had changed. "How about this, Ash, 11 and 1/3 inches, Dragon Heartstring core." He said, handing her a wand.

Dylan glanced at it, and asked "Where did the audience go? And the other guy that was talking to me?" Panic laced her voice, as well as a British Accent, and she spun around, looking for Jude.

"What audience, Ms. Hamilton? You've been the only one in the shop this whole time." The man said, looking at her oddly.

"No, my cousin, Jude was there. She was there a minute ago." Dylan said, confused.

"Your cousin Jude left, remember? She said she would meet you at Flourish and Blotts and would buy you two schoolbooks for Hogwarts. Are you feeling alright, Ms. Hamilton?" He asked.

"Um, yes, I'm fine. Um, you were saying?" Dylan said, thinking. If Jude was at Flourish and Blotts, then she got transported into this too.

After getting her wand, which surprisingly was the first wand Mr. Ollivander [Who looked much younger] picked out, and paying for it, with money she just noticed was in her pocket, along with nearly forgetting her trunk, and her owl, Rose, that somehow got there with her, she walked along to Flourish and Blotts, stopping once to ask a boy wearing Gryffindor robes where it was, because she really didn't want to ask a Slytherin.

"Right down there, next to the Leaky Cauldron." He said, pointing. "By the way, do you go to Salem? Because the robe is confusing me. And the accent. Are you a transfer student?" He asked, motioning to her attire. Which had been switched to a Hogwarts robe, on top of a black pleated skirt, white button up t-shirt with an orange necktie, and a black vest that read Salem Institute of Magic on her left breast. She was only still wearing her combat boots and necklace, a purple heart with Justin engraved in silver, with a star underneath. Curious.

"Yes, actually. I have no idea why I'm speaking with the accent though. I find it impossible not to." She said, smiling at the boy.

"Hmm, you should ask a Professor about that. It's been a while since we had one of those, a transfer student, I mean. I'm Charlus Potter by the way. Hope you get sorted into Gryffindor. I'll be there." He said, smiling and slowly walking away. "I'll see you on the train then, um...?"

"Dylan, Dylan Hamilton." She finished. "Great. I'll see you on the train, Dylan." He flashed her a smile and walked away.

Dylan walked towards Flourish and Blotts in thought. She remembered reading about Charlus Potter on a website. He was one of Harry's ancestors, which meant she hadn't only been brought into the Harry Potter world, she had been brought back in time.

She pushed open the door to Flourish and Blotts, immediately spotting Jude, who was arguing with a Slytherin about something.

"Jude, Jude!" She hissed, pushing her away from the Slytherin. "I'm terribly sorry for my cousin, she has quite an attitude problem." Dylan said, getting in between the two. "Do not!" Jude hissed, annoyed, and pulled back Dylan's head, whispering "That's Tom Fucking Riddle." In her ear.

Dylan made an "O" face, and pushed Jude away even farther. "Well, um. Jude is terribly sorry, and we hope that in the future you don't seek us out and kill us. Ok, bye!" She said, running toward her cousin and pulling her out of the shop. She noticed that Jude had a trunk and owl as well, and was wearing the same thing she was, with only her shoes and necklace.

"What the Fuck! You didn't have to go and curse him out! Now he's probably plotting something in that horcrux-infested mind of his!" Dylan hissed, finding it impossible to stop speaking in her British accent, and she had just noticed that Jude couldn't stop either.

"How was I supposed to know? The bloody wanker pushed me, and called me a mudblood!" Jude hissed back. "Oh, God, Dylan. What is going on? This was a perfect day in Florida, and now we're in the fucking Wizarding World! LITERALLY! And I can't stop talking in this fucking British accent!"

"I have no idea how the fuck we got here, Jude, but apparently we're transfer students." Dylan said, holding out two letters she had just found in the pocket of her robe. "Did you at least get our books?" Dylan asked. Jude thrust a cauldron into Dylan's chest, which was full of textbooks.

"Come on. Let's get to the platform. We'd better get our robes off first. We'll look weird." Dylan said, tugging off her robe.

"We somehow got into the world of our dreams, and you're worried about looking weird?" Jude asked, smirking. Dylan shrugged, pulling her robe back on.

When they finally reached King's Cross, they stood staring at the wall between platforms 9 and 10. "You go first." Jude said.

"No way! Let's play punchies." Dylan replied. Jude punched Dylan in the arm, Dylan punched back. The Jude punched her arm again, with more force.

"Fuck!" Dylan hissed. "Fine." Dylan pulled back her trolley, and ran towards the wall, going clean through.


There's Chapter 1! I have to say, Dylan and Jude are a bit Mary-Sue-ish. They'll probably make a lot of Yo Mama jokes and say things like, "You know what else is harder than rock? MY DICK!" Or something. Dylan and Jude's appearances, and their clothes are on my profile.