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Chapter One: The Truth of Truths

I isghed contentidly as I leaned back in my desk, "You sure you wanna try out for Quidditch?"

Maria sat up straight, "You'd better be doiung it with me!"

I snorted. "Like I need to be threatened."

I reached into my bag and pulled out a lime green book, opening it. "Now, yo might wanna know some stuff."

"Fine." she said sighing. "Enlighten me O' All Knowing God That Is Ashley."

I nodded. "Thank you for aknowledgeing my powers. Now, anywho." I cleared my throat." 'Fouls: Rules are, of course, "made to be broken." Seven Hundred Quidditch fouls are listed in the Department of Magical Games and Sports records, all of them known to have occurred during the final of the first ever World Cuo in 1473. The full list of these fouls, however, has never been made available to the Wizarding public. It is the Department's veiw that witches and wizards who see the list might "get ideas.' "

She raised an eyebrow. "Really? Wow, that is interesting, now, if you don't mind, I'm gonna go pound Frank Longbottom to the ground in a friendly game of Wizards Chess."

I snorted. "Have you ever even played regular chess?"

She shrugged. "No. But, can't be much harder than checkers, right?"

I opened my mouth to say, 'Yeah, it is!', but, instead, smiled. "It's easier."

She grinned and walked off. "Oi! Franky! How's about you and me get a little game goin'? Huh?"

I sighed, and clutched my stomache, watching Mia fall over at the same time. What the Hell?

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Angele picked up the books that were lying around Ashley's lavender room. She vaguely remembered having teased her about enver re-painting it upon her arriven there when she was thirteen.

Angi was sitting in the chair that was hanging from the ceiling, rocking back and forth, the large cat called Crookshanks was sleeping in her lap. She looked over at Angele, and pointed to the Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets book. "Angele, can you hand me that?"

The brunette nodded, and picked up the book. The hair on the back of her neck stood up and she shuddered, handing the book to Angi. As soon as Angi had touched it, the both let out an ear-peicrcing scream.

"Ohshitohshitohshitohshit..." chanted Angi while Angele was murmmering things along the lines of "Noplacelikehomenoplacelikehome..."

Suddenly, they landed.

Landed?! Angi spun around, the world around her completely new. The were inside a large room with large brass objects everywhere. She opened and closed her mouth like a fish, then pointed at Angele's clothes, then looked down at her own. "Ishaba...Muh...Gahh..." She fell to the ground, and sat on somthing that made her jump back up. "Oh for the love of God, you've got to be kidding me."

Angele, was standing next to her, staring off into space. So, if we just go into that door over there, maybe they know something about Ashley and Maria...

"HOLY FUCKING SHITTED HELL!"

Angele spun around to see Angi, who had a sick pointed at a book...

...that was floating in the air.

"Cool-ness! Do I have on of those?!"

Angi wanted ot shake her. "No! I mean, yes, you probably do. NO! NOT COOL-NESS! ANGELE!! I KNOW WHERE WE ARE!!"

Before she could answer, an old man stepped out from a stack of books. "Hello My Dear Lady's, welcome, to Hogwarts."