Disclaimer-I do not own any of the characters or places except for Miranda And Vickie.
"Miranda! Victoria! GET UP!!!!!!-Scrub the floors or you won't get breakfast. UP NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!"
With a grone, 18 year old Miranda Ontay got up. Victoria (aka-Vickie) lay in bed wanting to continue her dream. Miranda sighed. Why did she always have to get Vickie up?
Walking over to the bed, She dumped the small mattress on to the floor. Vickie (as usual) slept on-after all-she had been dumped out of her bed for 15 years-ever since her parents died and she had gone to this crummy orphanage.
"Come on Vickie-we have to go get the mail." Yelled Miranda in her ear.
Vickie woke with a start.
"I swear,"she mumbled, "You are going to make me deaf one of these days.
While the girls were gone to get the mail, they had a very strange visitor. He walked around the room several times.
"I'll have to tell Dumbledoor that they aren't here." He grumbled. Mounting his broom, he flew off into the horizon.
Chapter 2 is coming soon! Let me know what you think!