Chapter 2: Love in WWII!?
Brielle and Terri were escorted to their rooms by two ghosts, Sir Nicholas who the kids all called "Nearly Headless Nick" ("How can you be nearly headless?" Terri had asked him. "Like this." He sighed, pulling his head off the shoulders but it was held on by literally an inch of skin. Terri screamed loud…loud enough that it echoed off the marble walls as she hid behind Brielle.) and the Fat Friar.
"Well, this day couldn't get any weirder." Brielle said, flopping down on her bed.
"Hey, Bri, isn't that all our stuff?" Terri said, pointing to their bags. "Wait, they look like our rooms at home."
The room that the girls were sharing her painted half sky blue and half lavender. Blue for Terri and lavender for Brielle and it even had the same stuff that the girls had in their rooms back home and you can visibly see the difference. Brielle's side was neat and tidy with a few picture frames and her stuffed rabbit, Nuriko, on her bed. Terri's side had clothes and books all over the floor and her many Jonas Brothers posters all over the walls with her stuffed owl, Hedwig on her bed (A.N: It looks like Harry's owl that she got at Build-A-Bear).
"Okay," Brielle sighed, "Just got weirder."
"Cool room." Terri said, throwing a magazine she had picked up down. "Wait..Bri, how are we going to teach a class?"
"Beats me." Brielle said, "I work with two year olds."
"And I work in food." Terri said.
Brielle picked up the Muggle Studies text book that was on her night table and began paging through it. "Well, this is far too boring."
Terri plopped on Brielle's bed "Let me see. B, some of this stuff is wrong and the last thing they have is World War II."
Brielle looked at her friend. "That was in 1939…we gotta fix this shizz."
"Def." Terri said, hopping off the bed. "Well, I gotta find the bathroom."
Without looking up from the inaccurate book said, also talking with her hands as she said it. "Third floor, hang a left, then take a right, past the hole in the wall that's the size of a troll."
"Ohhhkay." Terri said, like she knew what her friend was talking about. After walking around for about a half hour, her bladder about to burst, she looked up, spinning slowly. "Yep, I'm so lost." She turns and walks flat into a boy with bleach blonde hair and a green snake on his robes. "Omg, I'm soo sorry!" she said, stooping down to pick up his books.
"It's fine. Really." He said as he picked up his books.
As they looked up at each other they could literally hear Cupid's thwap from his bow and arrow.
"You're one of the new Muggle Studies teachers, right?" he asked.
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm Terri."
"I'm umm..uh…mmm." he said, struggling.
"Don't be nervous." Terri giggled as she stood up.
"Malfoy Draco." He blurted, his face turning pink.
Terri raised her eyebrow. "Um…Ok. Weird name."
He groaned in embarrassment. "Ugh. I mean Draco Malfoy."
"Ok, less weird." She said. "How about I call you Dray?
Draco shrugged but Terri could tell he was really happy. "Yeah."
They stood there in silence for a minute or two then Terri said "So…where's the bathroom?"
"Oh. Yeah, it's confusing. Come on."
He led her back the way she came and went into a small hallway that she didn't see before. After a few minutes she came out. "Thanks for waiting for me." She said, honestly surprised that he was still there.
"It's no problem. Here, I'll walk you back, you seem to get lost easy."
She stuck her tongue out at him. "Thanks, you're so sweet."
He reciprocated by sticking his tongue out back at her. They chatted as they walked about what their lives were like at home and one thing was definite. They were from complete different worlds, no matter what.
"So you're the new Muggle Studies teacher? Didn't you guys just get out of World War II?"
"Yes, you don't listen very well, do you? And no, World War II was 1939 through 1945. It's 2010." She said. "Those text books you guys have are a little outdated. It's whatever, Brielle and I are doing it our way."
"And how's that?" he asked.
"You taking the class?" she asked.
"Yeah." He replied.
"Then you'll see tomorrow." She said, patting his cheek.
"Awww, come on, one little hint."
"I'll never tell."
They were so deep in conversation that they didn't realize they were gone for almost an hour and a half plus the half hour it took Terri to find the bathroom in the first place. Somewhere in the near distance a clock chimed. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven.
"Shit!" Draco said as they reached the outside of her room. "I'm out past curfew. Oh well, Professor Snape won't write me up."
"Well, thanks for walking me back." She said, almost shyly.
"It was really no problem." He said, shrugging.
"But still…" she kissed him lightly on the cheek. "See ya."
She felt Draco's eyes watch her as she walked through the door, not knowing that he had a stupid love struck grin on his face, his hand pressed to his cheek.
Brielle hadn't visibly moved as far as Terri could see. "Bri, I just met one of the students."
Brielle looked up from her book, which was Northanger Abbey by Jane Austin. "Oh really?" she said, interested. "Do tell."
"There's nothing to tell." Terri said.
"Yeah, sure. Spill." Brielle said, sitting cross-legged in her bed.
"Okay, his name is Draco Malfoy." She said, excitedly. She hopped onto Brielle's bed excited, sending books flying everywhere. She went on to tell Brielle what she and Draco talked about.
"Well, you were gone for two hours. So I did some wandering on my own." Brielle said with a mischievous smile.
"You know the whole school by heart already." Terri protested. "So what happened?"
"I met two students." Brielle said, ignoring the obvious know it all comment. "Twins. They're names are Fred and George Weasley. I saw them by the weird boar statue that we passed earlier. They were going to play a prank on the greasy looking, creeper that is the potions dude and I said that they would have to let me in on it."
"Or?" Terri said, urging her on.
"Or…I would give them detention."
"So?" Terri said, eagerly.
"They gawked at me for about a minute and a half." She said, laughing. "Then they decided that I could."
"Cute?" Terri asked.
"Amazingly so." Brielle said, falling onto her side. "They reminded me of Hikaru and Kaoru from Ouran High School Host Club."
"Oh, wow!" Terri said. Then with a content sigh she said "Well, one thing's for sure….It won't be boring."
"Def not." Brielle agreed.
((E.A.N: Well, there's chapter two. It took us like an hour to do that and chapter one. This is the conversation that ensued while we were watching Camp Rock and listening to Number 3 by The Mitch Hansen Band.
Terri: Really, Bri, log?
Briana: *it was supposed to be love* Shut up. Wait, let me check the date of WWII just to be sure.
*pulls up google and types it in.*
Briana: Oh!
Terri: What?
Briana: I was way off. I kept putting 1914….It's 1939 through 1945.
Terri: *laughs*
Briana: *glares at Terri* Listen you, I've put all this description in.
Terri: I helped with the dialogue!
(note: we are literally dying of laughter on her bed*
Briana: Dammit. I typed Darco.
Terri: I was gonna let it slide that you messed up but you pointed it out. Good job.
Music in the backround: "I don't wanna be number 3."
Briana: *laughs*
Terri: What now?
Briana: The lyrics.
Well, TTFN…ta ta for now.))