Project Muggle:
The Rewrite
Thanks: MidnightPixieGal, tartanbanana, mishis93 and Leanora.
Note: Okay, I've decided to have Hermione go to Grimmauld Place first, because then I can have Ginny break it to her earlier, and then Ginny's crush on Blaise can develop a bit earlier, so it doesn't seem rushed. It also helps create a stronger bond between Luna, Hermione and Ginny, though it's obvious that Ginny and Hermione are much closer than Luna. Um, nothing else, apart from review!
Chapter Warnings: None...unless you don't know about the DA and Voldemort being Tom Riddle.
Chapter One
Homecoming for an Eighth Year
Friday, August 21, 1998
Hermione's Bedroom
10:30 am
Hermione Granger was an elegant, independent young woman, who could get any job that appeased her with the flick of her wrist...well, in the Wizarding World at least.
Yet, the 18 year old which was lying on her purple bed, job-less. She had decided to leave the Wizarding World for a while, as she needed time to spend with her parents. Besides, what good would it do her if she returned to a war-trodden Ministry? The only thing that would probably favour her return was the enormous amount of gold lying in her vault at Gringotts, ready to be claimed by its "war hero", and perhaps the reactions of everyone.
She wondered whether she would ever lay eyes on the Wizarding World again, whether she would walk into the halls of the Ministry. Whether she would ever feel the thrill of accomplishing a feat deemed "impossible" by her Mother and Father...most of all, she wondered if she would ever see her best friends again.
By best friends she, of course, meant Harry Potter – 'The Saviour' – and Ron Weasley (who had a not-so subtle infatuation with her, which was frankly, annoying). Together they made up the Golden Trio, a name that the presses had swallowed up, greedily. On the upside, the presses hadn't realised that Hermione had also made close friends with two other girls – Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood.
Hermione sighed to herself, and slowly sat up on her bed. She turned to face the mirror that hung by her bed, and cocked her head. She looked decidedly different from when she had left the Burrow. Most of her scars had healed up, leaving her once-porcelain skin clear and slightly tanned (a result of her Mother's sudden decision to visit sunny California). The huge bush on her head had evened out, forming long, delicate curls that reached half-way down her back. She'd even put soft highlights in her hair, making it a mix of browns – Chocolate, Hazel and Honey. Even her body had matured, and had become curvier, and more suited to her age.
The only thing that stayed the same was her eyes, but even they looked slightly different. They were no longer dark and broody, but sparkled with excitement at the thought of what was coming.
If there was anything coming, Hermione reminded herself, gently. I may as well live here for the rest of my life, if I don't face the world soon. Even if I am the smartest witch of my generation, I'm not even close to as smart as I could've been if I stayed in the Muggle World, putting me in a major job disadvantage. Not that I regretted going to Hogwarts. No way. If there was a chance I could go back there – I would.
Before Hermione could ponder on Hogwarts anymore, there was a soft fluttering out of her window. Out of reflex, she spun on her heel and aimed her wand at the window. She blinked. There, flying out of her window was the unmistakable figure of an owl.
She furrowed her brow – who would be contacting her? She had already told her friends not to, so why was there an owl out her window?
Cautiously, she unlatched the frame, and flung open the window. The owl squawked, in an appreciating manner, and then flew to her desk, where it deposited a white envelope. Hermione reached over and picked up the envelope, which was addressed to her in a strangely familiar green writing. Surely enough, when she flipped it over, she saw the distinctive Hogwarts logo...but why would anyone at Hogwarts write to her?
Hermione turned and stared at the owl, who had perched itself on her bed. The owl fixed her with a look, as if to say, 'Open it, will you?' Hermione raised an eyebrow, before slipping the thick parchment out of the envelope.
HOGWARTS
SCHOOL of WITHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc, Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been invited to return to Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry for your 8th year, as to continue your education. Please find enclosed of all necessary books and equipment, as well as a letter regarding the changes at Hogwarts this upcoming year.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
"Eight year?" Hermione yelped, "She must be kidding me! Hogwarts only goes up to seven years – right?" She fingered the letters attached to the bulky parchment, but before she could read the letter 'regarding the changes at Hogwarts', another owl swooped in. The brunette squinted – was that...Pig?
The owl bounced up and down on her bed, and Hermione rolled her eyes. Definitely Pig.
She reached down to look at what Pig had brought her, but to her surprise it wasn't one note, but four! Hermione sighed and collapsed onto her bed. She had a lot of reading to do, not that she minded. It felt sort of good to be getting letters from her friends again.
She didn't want to admit it, but she missed them – a lot.
HOGWARTS
SCHOOL for WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
Eight Year students are not required to bring any clothing apart from enough clothing to suffice for a week or so. Other clothing will be provided by staff.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of the following books:
NEWT Level Transfiguration by Dexter Vermin
Defending Yourself by Opal Dark
Mastering Charms by Rebyl Shire
Advanced Potions – The Cauldron Bubbles by Yerh Jigger
History Along The Times by Balgarhta Belldira
Creatures of the Beyond by Terrinus Trover
NEWT Herbology Practices by Geringa Bellarus
Arthimancy for 7th Years by Dedea Vasinus
Find your Inner Eye by Phyllis Man
Stars and Stuff by Iris Dgyer
Ancient Runes for NEWT by Elianor Cyra
Please note that books may vary according to the subjects chosen.
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 suitcase (available at muggle stores)
Refer to the Letter for information about pets, broomsticks and other equipment.
HOGWARTS
SCHOOL for WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Dear Whomever This May Concern,
Due to some events, Hogwarts has been undergoing construction. Because of this, several changes will occur during this year.
The 1st – 6th years shall proceed as normal, but they will be housed in different quarters, depending on whether their house dormitories were damaged or not. The 2nd – 6th years shall be receiving extra tutoring if they need it. They will each be assigned specific timetables to make up for their lack of education.
For last year's seventh years, there will become "Eight Years". This progression is temporary and will only happen for this year.
However, since we don't have enough space to house both seventh and eight years, there will be a change of events. The 7-8th year Classes shall be taken somewhere else for the first semester, to get some experience. They will then return, and while the 7th years attend NEWT classes, the 8th years shall engage in their own private studies, so that they can then, later on take the NEWTs exam, which remain unfinished for the year.
Since this disrupts some things, parents are told that students in the 7-8th years are to bring nothing apart from the Hogwarts Uniform (one pair only), standard under-clothing, his/her wand and any optional books, accessories or prized possessions. Note that this does NOT include broomsticks and/or any type of animal. Everything else is preferred to be Muggle.
After the trip, parents are advised to ship other equipment over to Hogwarts, and term shall continue as per usual.
As well as this, the Quidditch pitch and several greenhouses have been damaged, so no extra-curricular activities shall take place for this year.
Thank you, and if you have any questions, feel free to contact me.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Dear Hermione,
How are you? How's your family? (Tell them "Hi") I miss you terribly. I have no company over here, apart from Luna. But she's no you.
Did you get your Hogwarts letter yet? It's terribly exciting, isn't it? We'll graduate at the same time, think of that! Not to mention we get to go on a trip...I wonder what Dumbledore has planned.
I'm sorry I couldn't write more, but you have about three more people waiting in line to use the quill.
Hope to see you soon.
Your best friend,
Ginny xx
PS: I know we said we wouldn't contact you until you had some time to cool down, but I know you miss us. You'd feel worse if we didn't do this.
PPS: Ron is so boring – all he talks about is Quidditch, Chess and you.
PPPS: I've got to tell you something. On the train, okay? It's...important. It's to do with me...and Harry.
PPPPS: Are you coming to Grimmauld Place? It's all cleaned up (Kreacher's gone, replaced by Dobby) and everything's mostly cheerful. Please? I'll promise to ward off Ron...
Dear Mione,
You won't believe how happy Ron was when our Hogwarts letters arrived! He was so happy – he's really excited to see you. You should really ask him out, I know he likes you. Would you?
We're all fine in Grimmauld Place. Luna moved in a couple of days ago. You won't believe this – but she's actually settled down a bit. Yeah, she still sprouts eccentric tales, but she is actually a bit more level-headed now. I think it's because of her dad. It's my fault for getting them to step out of their neutral position. I should've never started the DA.
...I suppose I should stop being so depressing. That's what Ron said. But I can't help it...all those people who died...but it's over now, I hope. Tom's gone.
Anyway, I hope I'll see you again when Hogwarts starts. Dumbledore has been keeping a huge secret from us – won't even tell me. It'll be great to finally see what it is. I'll see you at Platform 9 and ¾, or at Grimmauld Place, if you can come.
From your friend:
Harry J. Potter
Hermione!
I miss you so much. I hope you're having a great time with The Muggles. I can't wait until Hogwarts. We can spend so much more time together and not worry about anything! And that trip! It sounds like a great place for us to have fun. We could study for NEWTs, the one that you missed? I probably need a tutor, though. You're smart.
Ginny and Harry are acting weird. Don't mention it to them though. They never sit next to each other, and ignore the other half the time. Maybe we could try to get it out of them together?
Are you coming to Grimmauld Place? Please say you'll come. PLEASE. For me. I would love it if you could leave The Muggles a few weeks early, and then we could sn- talk! (1)
Love,
Ron
Hello Hermione,
I hope you and your family haven't been plagued with Cracklespurts yet. They seem to be floating around a lot this season. In other words, how are you?
I read the Hogwarts letter. I hope you can take a break from your break and come back. Though, remember to be careful of the Trinees. I hear that they like to infest themselves on those who travel dimensions.
Grimmauld Place is lovely. I hope you can come and visit. Ginny is very nice company, but her heads is often filled with Gurgles (they make you very confused) when I talk. I do not think that she can comprehend the complexity of Sherries.
Ron's head is often filled with Lurvings. When I told Ginny these are love bugs, she started laughing. He gets them when he talks about you. I think you're annoyed with him. I tried telling him he had no chance, but I don't think he like frankness – or Ginny said, "Bluntness".
Harry is different too. He spends a lot of time outside, playing Quidditch. I think Ginny and him broke up. Ginny won't tell me though. But the Irus in her head was showing that she was denying something.
I like this new home, though I miss my dad. I –
Goodbye, Hermione.
Luna Lovegood ~3~
PS: I really do hope you can visit, though.
Hey Everyone,
I really don't have time to write separate letters to everyone. So, I'm just going to conjoin one letter.
Okay, I'm fine and so is my family, thank you.
I really am excited for Hogwarts, though I have an idea that they're taking us out somewhere we've never been before. So it wouldn't be the Ministry – at least, that's what I'm assuming, from Professor McGonagall's letter.
My parents agreed to let me stay two weeks at Grimmauld Place. I'll be there by Monday. Tell Mrs Weasley and everyone else, will you?
Now, the separate notes (Yeah, I do like notes):
Ginny – I declare a sleepover (Luna too) as soon I get there. We can talk. I miss you too, by the way. I'm not mad at you, though.
Harry – Stop beating yourself up! You saved everyone! No-one blames you. It. Was. Voldemort. Okay? And to answer your first question...
Ron – Erm...tell your Mum hi.
Luna – I'm pretty sure I'm going to be fine. I'm coming over, Luna; don't depress yourself by thinking about your Dad. I know your parents wouldn't want you to do that.
Anyway, I'll see you all in three days. I'll Floo.
Forever,
Hermione xx
Monday, August 24, 1998
Grimmauld Place
1:23 pm
The fire crackled, its fiery red flames spitting. There was a momentary flash, and the fire turned a bright green. The occupants around the fireplace – four adolescents – perked up at the sound, and turned around to face the fireplace, only to see three heavy suitcases fall through the archway of the ornate, wooden furnace.
The first teenager, a tall, curvy girl with deep auburn hair (that reached up till her waist, and was unbelievably straight) and brown eyes looked at the suitcases for a while, before motioning to her partner. The second girl, whose strawberry blonde hair, fell gracefully to her back, nodded and she levitated the suitcases off to the side, without even blinking her sky blue eyes.
The black haired boy (who had a strange looking scar and sleek, rectangular glasses, which framed his bright, emerald eyes) nodded at Ginny and Luna, somewhat curtly. His friend, however, was sitting on the edge of his chair, too entranced by the fireplace to notice the exchange between his sister and his best mate.
"Oh, stop it Ron," said the red-headed girl, scornfully, "You'll fall off your seat if you try and look more eager."
"Leave him be, Ginny," said the black haired one, quietly. Ginny turned to look at him, and he looked back up, fixing her with a piercing look.
Any other person would be thoroughly intimidated, but Ginny wasn't any other person. She turned back, and shot him the same look, "I'm not one to follow orders, Harry. You're of no standing to me, if you think you can boss me around."
Harry covered his face, trying to hide the hurt that was displayed on his face. The only person, who noticed this exchange, was the dreamy-looking girl sitting by Ginny.
"Where is Hermione?" the blonde tried, hoping to break the silence, "We see her er...suitcases, I think they were, but where is she?"
"That's what I'm thinking," Ron muttered, worriedly, "Luna, you don't think she's been...abducted?"
"Possibly," Luna shrugged, "Though probably now. It's probably some Chirmies paying her a visit. Don't worry, they're harmless. They just like to hide in fires so that people can't get through. They're known to be very cheeky."
"You think so?" Ron asked, looking genuinely interested. Ginny and Harry glared daggers at each other. Ron, as usual, wasn't deterred, "How do you get rid of-"
Before he could finish his question, there was another flash and a tall, pretty young woman stepped out of the flame. She tilted up her Gucci glasses, and then grinned at them. At first, everyone stared at her, before Ginny sprang up and enveloped her in a hug, squealing, "Hermione!"
Hermione grinned, before letting go of Ginny. "Hey Gin, sorry it took so long. Got a bit held up with Mum. I don't think she was ready to let me go again." She motioned at the fireplace, albeit with a touch of sadness.
Ginny nodded, understandingly, before stepping back to size Hermione up. After a few seconds, a full-blown smile erupted on her face, "Look at you, Mione! You're all grown up! What did you do to your hair, it looks totally gorgeous. And oh my god, I love your skirt – so chic – and those sunnies are to die for. Merlin, I'm so jealous of you now! Gawd, you have to give me the 911 of all the boutiques you went to, okay?"
"Gin, chill, okay?" Hermione laughed, "My cousin, Emilia, is a model and because of that, she scored some awesome clothing from Australia for us. Most of them are around my size, so you can choose whatever you like. Besides, some clash with my new hairstyle." (2)
"You sound like a fashion magazine," Ginny smirked, before giving way to Luna.
The blonde smiled and gave Hermione a small hug, before saying, dreamily, "Hello Hermione. I'm glad to see that there were no Chirmies in your fireplace. It would be devastating if you couldn't make an entrance."
Said brunette giggled, "I'm sure, Luna. You all ready for the big night? Did Gin brief you on the standard rules?"
"No, I'm afraid she didn't have any time to. She was too busy doing other things..." Luna smiled, before giving Ginny a pointed look, "She was sharing insults with Harry."
Hermione looked taken aback. When did Ginny and Harry start sharing insults? She turned to Ginny, who gave her a sheepish smile. Hermione glared at her, as if to say, 'We'll talk about this later', before turning and greeting Harry with a friendly hug. He looked a bit uncomfortable at Luna's comment, but that was overridden by how happy he was to see Hermione again.
Ron was next, and he held out his hands and gave her a goofy smile, as if he expected Hermione to jump into his arms and smother him in love-sick kisses. Hermione regarded him with a tight smile and a curt nod. The smile on his face wavered a bit, and for a moment the brunette felt a little guilty, so she gave him a quick hug. This seemed to brighten his spirits.
"Come on," Hermione said, to Ginny and Luna, "I proclaim a GGN (3)...Harry, Ron, you know the drill. Ask Mrs We- Molly if we could have dinner upstairs. Remember, no boys allowed!"
Then, with a cheerful wave, she was gone.
Ginny's Room
4:19 pm
"With the huge prize money that the Ministry handed out to their 'war heroes' and Dad's promotion, we've become, well not really rich, but we're much better off now than before. Way, way better."
Luna was lounging on a red chair, and Hermione was sitting next to Ginny, with a novel on her lap. She was alternating between reading and making comments on Ginny's tale. Luna didn't know how she did this, but decided it was one of the things about Hermione that she would never comprehend.
Deciding that it was time to make her move, Luna spoke, "So Ginny, what's up with you and Harry? "
The red-head froze and for a second, a flash of sadness passed over her face. Hermione's book retreated, gently, to the bed covers and the brunette's hand went to Ginny's shoulder. Luna could see why they were so close. Trying to make amends, she quickly retraced her steps. It wouldn't do her good if she spoilt her first ever sleepover. (4)
"I'm sorry Ginny...I didn't mean to pry. You don't..." Luna began, running her hand through her wavy hair.
"No...It's about time I face the truth." Ginny took a big breath, "Before you arrived, Luna, H-Harry, he took me aside. H-he told me that...that...he told me that he couldn't date a girl who...who had slept with half of the male population and that he...that he couldn't be with me without thinking about someone else...he said he doesn't love m-me anymore!"
Ginny broke down, and it seemed that all the tears she had hid away behind petty insults came pouring down her pale, freckled skin. Luna rushed to Ginny's right, and desperately tried to comfort her. Hermione soothed calming words..."its okay Gin, you have us. Besides, you can find someone much better than him..."
"I know...I'm over it, Mione..." Ginny sniffed, "I-It is just that Ron sided with him...and h-his words...Does it really seem like I...like I slept with half the male population? Tell me the truth."
Hermione fumbled a bit, so Luna took up her cue, "Ginny, he was probably just distraught; he doesn't mean that...he doesn't want to string you along."
"You might have given off the impression that you have...er...yet to find the right guy, but it doesn't seem like you slept with half the male population!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ginny gave a watery smile, and wiped the tears from her eyes. "You guys are great. Thanks...seriously, I mean it."
"Good," Hermione said, firmly, "Now I can show you the clothes I bought – then we can go guy shopping for you. If it makes you feel better, we'll find Luna a guy too!"
"Yes, we will!" Luna nodded, "Wait – what?"
Dining Room
6:45 pm
"What are they doing?" Ron asked, as soon as Molly had entered the dining room. The elder Weasley looked at him, surprised, before narrowing her eyes.
"Why exactly do you need to know what your sister is doing?" asked Molly, sharply.
Ron winced, but continued, "We were just wondering whether they were bored, because we haven't seen Hermione in a while and –"
"They look perfectly fine to me, Ronald Weasley," Molly reprimanded, "And don't go talking to me about Hermione. The darling was downright horrified when I told her about your persistent requests to ruin their night. Leave them be, young man. For your information, they are having a fine time trying on Hermione's clothes. So don't you dare think of barging in on them again, or you'll be missing out on more than just no dessert!"
Once Molly had left the room, an annoyed Ron turned towards his best mate, who had watched the whole exchange, quietly. "They're still dressing up? They've been 'dressing up' for more than two hours! How much more can you 'dress up'?"
"They're girls," Harry said simply.
Ginny's Room
8:32 pm
Ginny tossed the last of her mother's dinner in the bin, before turning to her two friends. Luna was playing, idly with the hem of her top, and Hermione was flipping through her novel – "Little Woman" – at an unbelievable pace. The three girls sat in a comfortable silence, before Hermione put down her book and declared herself finished.
"That was so refreshing," she sighed. Ginny rolled her eyes. Every time Hermione finished a book, she would get all wistful and Luna-like.
"You've got Hvans around your head," Luna stated, blankly.
Hermione snapped back to reality and both she and Ginny turned to stare at Luna. The blonde girl shrugged and did something that surprised them both. She took out her wand and then murmured a spell, "Accio Hogwarts Yearbook!"
The brunette girl looked at Luna, weirdly, "Luna, did you forget that Hogwarts has no yearbook? There was never one, because according to studies it shows that the traditions of the Muggle World have never been practiced in Hogwarts, because it is still several centuries behind the modern era. Melata Iryde, a Muggle witch, wrote in 'How Eras Diverge' in 1983, and that result itself shows that the Muggle world is much more advanced, even at such an early day." Hermione, then, realised that she had been lecturing them, blinked, and then smiled sheepishly.
Before the other two girls could comprehend what Hermione had said, there was a large zoom, and a huge book landed on Luna's lap. Hermione shot it a disbelieving look, and Luna dusted off the front page, to reveal the words "Hogwarts Yearbook" engraved on the black cover. Shrugging, Luna flipped to the first page. Hermione started panicking when she saw the first page, which read:
PROPERTY OF ALBUS PERCIVAL WULFRIC BRIAN DUMBLEDORE
Ginny giggled (albeit a bit nervously), "I don't think Headmaster Dumbledore will miss this too much...I hope."
"Ginny, we just STOLE a book from the HEADMASTER'S office! OMG, what to do! I hope he doesn't expel us – and our EIGHT YEAR – we'll miss out on the big surprise – how do we – we can't Floo there, can we? If I got – no..." That was Hermione.
"Well, we can always give it back to him later," Luna said, cheerfully, "He probably won't even notice. There's always Bobbles close to him. They make him think of candy."
That stopped Hermione's hyperventilating. She stared at Luna for a while, before slowly turning to Ginny. The two looked at each other, before bursting into giggles. Luna smiled, not really knowing why they were laughing. Finally, Hermione spoke, "Okay, I guess we can give it to him later. First things first, Luna, flip to last year's seventh and sixth years!"
Luna put a hand on the book and said, "1997 – Classes of 6 and 7." The book glowed slightly, before it started flipping. It stopped at two pages, one with the whole of sixth year, and the other with the seventh.
Ginny turned to Luna, "How did you know what to do?"
Luna smiled mysteriously, so Ginny opted for another question, "Why did you summon the yearbook, anyway?"
"Did you forget, Ginny? We're going to find you a new guy!" Hermione butted in.
"I thought you were joking!" Ginny exclaimed. When she saw Hermione's serious face, she felt like fainting. "No. No. No. NO!"
Hermione smirked, evilly. (For a second, Ginny was eerily reminded of Malfoy) "Unless, of course, you want me to go downstairs and confront Harry..." Ginny's eyes widened. "...He-he, I told you, Ginny, never say 'no' to a Granger. Especially this one."
"Sssssoooooooo..." Luna interrupted, "Let's start with sixth year!"
8:44 pm
"That was hopeless," Hermione said, as she put down the book. "Now, it's time for seventh year."
"Let's just call out random boys...erm, crossing out Harry and Ron, obviously." Luna coughed. "Okay, er... Justin Finch-Fletchley."
"Ew...no." Ginny scrunched up her nose
"Seamus Finnigan."
"Psh. No."
"Neville Longbottom."
"Just because I went to Yule Ball with him! No!"
"Dean Thomas."
"I already dated him. Remember?"
Then, about ten or twenty names later, the girls had to start moving on to Slytherins...unfortunately. Hermione glanced down at the book, before volunteering the first Slytherin she remembered, "Draco Malfoy?"
"NO! How can you think that?" Ginny exclaimed
"Hey! You know you all were thinking it too...besides, some girls think he's hot..." Hermione looked repulsed at the thought. "Don't know why. Anyway, moving on...Theodore Nott?"
"Who's he?" Ginny asked, confused. As if answering her question, the book flashed, and now displayed a picture of Theodore Nott, shaking his dark hair. The red-head looked at him, "No. He's way too haughty. Next name."
Luna looked deep in thought. She turned to look at the book and then said, "Show me Blaise Zabini."
The book flashed again, only this time it showed a handsome man, with dark skin and a gorgeous head of dark brown hair. His lips were parted, showing off two sets of pearly white teeth, and formed a charming smirk-smile. Hermione and Luna turned to Ginny to see her reaction. They didn't get one, because Ginny was staring at Zabini run a hand through his hair and wink at the camera.
Suddenly, Hermione started grinning like an idiot. "Ginny's got a crush! Ginny's got a crush!"
(1) Ron was about to write 'snog' but changed it 'talk', which is less tacky.
(2) Emilia is my own character. In this story, let's say that Emilia came to visit Hermione, and having the influence of her made Hermione much more girlish, and less a know-it-all.
(3) GGN stands for 'Girl's Gossip Night'; more will be explained about that as the story progresses. Right now, it is just a sleepover.
(4) Luna was, after all, shunned in Ravenclaw and so in most other houses. Since Luna never saw any other people out of school, no-one would invite her to a sleepover. Besides, you can't exactly proclaim a sleepover in the middle of the war, can you?
Footnote: I know some of you think that the original was better, partially because this one is a bit more serious, but trust me; it gets more and more fun as it goes. I just had to put that in there, because, they can't be all fun while they're watching a war. So, yeah, review and I hope this meets your expectations.
- FashionStarlet -