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A/N: Okay, so I've suddenly realized that I have forgotten LOTS of things from the Harry Potter books because I have not read them in more than a year. So, if some things aren't the same, or don't go with the books, please excuse them, because I won't be exactly following the books in this story. Thank you! (:


My 18th Birthday

By boobookeys

Chapter 2: Meeting the Celebs


The compartment door slid open and Alesha immediately turned to look at the person at the door, hoping it was her mother to explain what the hell was going on. But no, it wasn't her mother.

It was bloody Tom Felton.

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Alesha's eyes widened as she saw, in front of her, the ever-so-gorgeous Tom Felton. Looking so calm, so sleek, so cool, so awesome, and so darn good-looking.

"Ew! Who is this piece of filth, Drakie?!" an annoyingly high-pitched voice said (rather loudly).

"Do you want us to remove her, Malfoy?" Alesha heard another voice say. This time, it was a very low voice, most probably a guy. But dear Mr. Felton didn't respond to any of those queries, and just stood there, hands in the pockets of his robes, looking at her indifferently with his eyebrows raised. Hold on, he seems to be looking at...

Alesha looked down at her body and to her horror - she was still dressed in her cheerleading uniform! She noticed what the people at the door of the compartment were wearing and cursed herself inwardly. Now, there was nothing wrong with her cheerleading uniform – Alesha loved it! – but in this case, not so much. The white and turquoise uniform consisted of two pieces: a half-top and a mini mini skirt. And if you count the special silver cheerleader underwear beneath, then it's 4 pieces. Clad in this uniform, her whole midriff was exposed and so were most of her legs. Definitely not what she would wear when meeting the gorgeous Tom Felton. Especially when he and his friends wear all wearing similar modest school uniforms, complete with robes.

"Shit!" Alesha cursed softly, mentally beating herself up.

"Who are you, weirdo? Drakie and I do not entertain such lowly people like you!" The girl with the high-pitched voice said.

"Drakie?" Alesha asked slowly, horrified. "You mean like, Draco Malfoy?" She finally realized what was going on.

"Who else, you lowly scum? Don't tell me you don't know him." The girl continued, glaring at Alesha. However, Alesha was too horror-struck to pay any attention to her.

"Ohmyfreakinggosh." Alesha said to herself, body shaking.

"I'M IN A BLOODY BOOK!?" She screamed, releasing all her panic through that statement. Subsequently, she quickly gathered herself and prepared to leave that fantasy place that she assumed was the Hogwarts Express. However, she didn't make it far out - just to the door. Tom Felton (or Draco Malfoy) was blocking her way.

"Excuse me, Mr.…Malfoy." Alesha said hurriedly, eye twitching at the same time ("I can't believe I just said that!" she thought).

"I don't think so." Malfoy stated, as if it were an order. Damnit, how could he be so calm at a time like this?!

"So sorry, my dear gorgeous Tom Felton, desperate times call for desperate measures." Alesha thought to herself before doing the one thing girls knew best.

She screamed.

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"What the-" Malfoy said, getting the shock of his life. In no time, three students appeared behind Malfoy and his crew, just as Alesha hoped.

"Why are all these blood-traitors coming here?!" the annoying girl complained.

"Shut it, Parkinson. It's bad enough we can SEE you, yet HEAR you. What are you doing now, ferret? Harassing girls?" A redhead boy spoke. "Who is the poor victim this time?"

It was Rupert Grint! Alesha wanted to scream and jump around in excitement at that point. Even more so when she saw Daniel Radcliffe and Emma Watson by his side. That day could be the best and worst birthday she has ever had. At any rate, Rupert obviously did not like Tom Felton or his cronies one bit. Perfect.

Alesha knew it was her cue and pushed her away through Draco and co., sticking out her hand to the redhead boy. "Alesha Haynes, thank you so much for, uh, saving me!" She didn't get a response, however. The three students who just appeared were just as intrigued (if she can put it that way) by her clothes. Moments later, one of Alesha's saviors, a girl, came to her senses.

"I'm Hermione Granger, nice to meet you! This is Ron Weasley," Hermione introduced, shaking Alesha's hand and pointing to the redhead. "And this is, of course, Harry Potter." She said, pointing to the brown-haired boy at the side.

"Let's not stick around, we are blocking people's way. Let Alesha past, ferret." Harry said. I then followed the three of them into another compartment, away from Tom Felton and friends. While walking away, I glanced back to notice Malfoy staring at me.

"Oh gosh, he's so handsome!" Alesha thought dreamily. Being the star-struck teenager (or half-adult) Alesha was, she smiled warmly to him and waved goodbye. Malfoy then chortled and entered his compartment.

"How dumb can you make yourself seem like, Alesha?!" Alesha thought after that, slapping herself across the forehead.

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When Alesha and the Trio settled into the compartment, Alesha finally popped the question she needed answered.

"Am I dreaming?" The three glanced at one another, confused.

"Why would you ask that?" Harry asked. Knowing better, Alesha stopped herself before rambling about what happened to her. She did not think it was wise to tell anyone about her situation, yet. But she knew who she could confide in.

"Never mind. Will I be able to talk to Dumble-" Alesha paused. Darn, she forgot the headmaster's name! Alesha was never really a fan of the Harry Potter books, so she did not know a lot of things about anything related to it. She only watched the movies, and even so, she couldn't really remember much.

"Dumbledore? Oh, we're not exactly sure. No student really talks to him, you know? We only talk to him when we're invited to his office for some reason." Ron replied. "But maybe you can ask McGonagall when we reach Hogwarts, she'll be with the first years."

"Oh, alright, thanks. Just wondering, How old are all of you?" Alesha asked.

"We're all 15, fifth year in Hogwarts. You're a new student, aren't you? I've never seen you around before." Harry said.

"Yeah, and you rarely see anyone in Hogwarts wearing what you're wearing now, no offence." Ron continued.

"It's a cheerleading outfit, Ronald. Muggle cheerleaders wear them." Hermione looked at Ron pointedly. "It is quite common, every Muggle school has a cheerleading squad who has a unique uniform."

Following that, before Ron could respond, the compartment door opened and there stood a girl, with similar red hair as Ron.

"Hey guys! The train-" The girl stopped talking, noticing Alesha's presence. There we go again, what's wrong with the cheer outfit?! "Oh hello, I'm afraid we have not met. I'm Ginny Weasley." Ginny smiled, shaking Alesha's hand. "Interesting outfit, by the way! Anyhow, I just came by to tell you guys that the train's reaching Hogwarts in around an hour and a half. Bye now!"

After a moment's silence, Alesha finally decided to break the ice.

"So, tell me about Hogwarts."

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For the rest of the train ride, Harry, Ron and Hermione told Alesha everything she needed to know about Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. From the teachers, to the students, to the rules, to the building itself. And lastly, the houses.

"So in summary, Slytherin is sly and evil, Hufflepuff is fair, Ravenclaw is smart, and Gryffindor is brave and the awesome-est?" Alesha recited, counting the points using her fingers.

"Exactly! And because you are most probably going to be sorted later, I trust that you won't join the evil gits in Slytherin. I approve any house but that one!" Ron exclaimed, and continued talking about the houses.

At that juncture, the train came to a halt and shuffling of feet could already be heard outside the compartment. "Let's go!" Harry, Ron and Hermione joined the people outside and started making their way out of the train, expecting Alesha to follow them. On the other hand, Alesha stayed behind and calmed her nerves, which started to form.

"Okay, Alesha, you can do this! Just imagine all this is fake and you're in a really bizarre dream." She reassured herself, letting out a deep breath. What worried her as well was that she was going to have to go out there in her cheerleading outfit. Great. She wanted to go out unnoticed and nothing was helping her at that time.

"Hey." A voice said, out of the blue. Alesha gasped and looked to see who it was who interrupted her thoughts. It was Draco Malfoy! (:D) He took off his robes and tossed it to Alesha.

"Wear it." He said coolly, before disappearing outside the compartment. Although surprised, Alesha thanked Malfoy's retreating back and threw the robe on. She then rushed out of the compartment and followed the sea of students out of the train.

What a birthday.


A/N: Hello again! I don't really like how I wrote this chapter. I think there's no flow, you know? :\ Oh well. Please review! Tell me what you think of this chapter. (: Should I continue, or should I stop? Am I awesome at writing (:D), or do I suck eggs at it? So many questions, so YOU should answer them! Go go go ! (x