Chapter 1 Kiva's Point of View

It started as your ordinary Monday school day, really boring. We got out our books to start English when the door swung open. A woman and eight kids walked in. My teacher Mrs. Brown stood up and said, "Class, this is Professor McGonagal and her students. They will be here this week. I have choosen eight of you to help the students around the school." I, by the way my name is Christy, looked around and saw several (ok, just about
everybody) crossing their fingers so they wouldn't get picked. "Those students are," she said, "Kori, Brittany, Megan, Paul, Stephen, Melony, Jeff, and Kiva." The rest of our class sighed with releif. "Please stand up." We stood. Prof. McGonagal said, "Harry, Hermione, Ron, Cho, Millicent, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle," and pointed to those of us that were standing. I turned and looked at Kori (he sits behind me) and he looked back. Then we looked at the book lying on his desk. It's title was Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone. Hermione walked over to me; Draco, Kori; Millicent, Melony; Cho, Megan; Harry, Jeff; Crabbe, Paul; and Goyle to Stephen. The custodians brought in extra desks and we began class.

We could all tell Harry, Hermione, and Ron always hung around each other while Crabbe and Goyle were kind of like Draco's bodygaurds. Cho kind of hung around everyone. At lunch the groups seperated and Cho sat with Megan. At P.E. Cho played soccer with the girls while the groups seperated. I followed Hermione over to her friends. I was kind of
eavesdropping but none of them would tell us were they went to school or in what city. I caught a little of their conversation. "I wish we were back at Hogwarts," Hermione said. Ron replied, "I like it here. I'll be able to answer all or at least most of dad's questions about Muggles." I left. Kori was sitting by the pool reading one of his Agatha Christie
books when I walked over. I know I go to Kori all the time but he is crazy about all this Happy Potter stuff as I am. I said, "Kori, guess what!" "Almost done," he replied, "one more page and I'll find out who the killer is." As if he hadn't read the book seven times already. I took his book, threw it in the pool, and said, "Kori they ARE from Hogwarts!"
"Why did you throw my book in the pool?!" he said. Then he took in what I said and replied, "Really?" "YES!" "They can't be." "Go ask Draco if you don't beleive me." "O.K., I will." He went over to Draco, who was standing on the basketball court with his group. Kori said, "Draco, my friend here think you are from a school called Hogwarts. Is it true?" By the look on their faces we could tell I was right.

Chapter 2 Kiva's P.O.V.

Draco stepped forward and said, "How do you know about Hogwarts?" WE told him about the Harry Potter books. He got kinda mad and said, "It always is about him, isn't it. It always has to be about him. Then the bell rang and we went in. At dismissal, Kori and I went over to Hermione, Harry, and Ron. They were in the corner of the classroom talking. Kori said,"Hi, guys!" They didn't know we were there because when he said that they jumped. They said hi and Hermione said, "These are my friends Har-," I cut her off. We know who you are. Kori pulled his Harry Potter book out of his bookbag and I pulled the second volume out of mine. "Is this you?" Kori asked Harry. He went white, "Well...Ummm...Yea," he finally said. There are two more of these," I said. "But how do Muggles know about Hogwarts?" Ron asked us. "I don't know, J.K. Rowlings wrote them," Kori said. Hermione asked, "Is she a witch?" "I don't know," I replied, "She might be." Just then my name was called. I got my stuff to leave. Hermione followed me. I asked her, "Where are you going?" "With you." "Oh, OK, where is your stuff.?" "In here." She went in the office and came out with her bag. When we got in the car my mom said, "Hello, Hermione." I asked my mom how she knew about Hermione. She told me she got a call from school. "Where is your brother?" she asked me. THen Richard, my little bro, got in the car, looked at Hermione and said, "Who are you?" "My mom said, "This is Hermione, Be nice." I heard him say very softly, "What kind of a name is Hermione?"

Chapter 3 Kori's POV

Draco Proceeded to come home with me. I figured out I would have to share my room with him. "Ok, you get the floor." "The floor! Wait untill my father hears about this," Draco said, "Where do I put my clothes?" "Live out of your suitcase. I have a few rules. 1. Never EVER touch my books. 2. The bathroom is mine. There are two bathrooms downstairs that you are welcome to use. 3. The orange toothbrush is mine. The purpl toothbrush is my brother Kameron's. I use it to clean the toilet. You are welcome to use that one."

Chapter 4 Brittany

"My mom is not happy," I told Ron, "She doesn't like the idea of a boy spending a week here." "Oh," he said, "Sorry." "She's letting you stay because this is for school." Ron thought, "She's cute." "He looks like Fred Weasley, so much he could be his brother. No, couldn't be," Brittany said to herself. Ron asked, "What are we going to do first?" My mom answered him, "We are going to the synagog." Ron asked me, "What is a synagog?" "It is a church for Jewish people but instead of calling it a church, we call it a synagog." "O.K. Cool."

Chapter 5 Paul

"Why did I have to get picked. I don't have time for this. I have to write a new computer program that will beat Bill Gates," I said to myself.

Chapter 6 Melony

"Wow," Millicent said, "Your house is huge." "Yea," I said leading her to our winding stairs, "your room will be next to mine." "How many rooms are in this house?" she asked. "Too many," I replied. "You even have a pool!" I took her to her room and said, "My room is right here." "If you need anything, please ask my mom because I have to finish my homework."

Chapter 7 Megan

Cho was whistling softly. I was doing homework. She was whistling. Homework. Whistling. Homework. WHISTLING! "Shut up!" I cried. She stopped. "Finally peace." Cho started tapping her foot. Homework. Tapping...

Chapter 8 Jeff

I found out that I had to juggle my time between soccer, school, homework, and now some nerd named Hairy. This is getting really annoying. Now I won't have time to do anything else.

Chapter 9 Stephen

I was outside shooting hoops when that great lumbering cow walked up. "Hi!," I said cheerfully. He grunted. Ah, the strong stupid type. "Do you wunna play?" Noddiing he ran towards my goal, grabbed the rim, and pulled the whole basketball goal to it's foundations! This is going to be one long week.