Chapter 3
5 hours later…
Bored, bored, BORED! Rebecca had done nothing all day, and right now had taken to starting out the window.
'Ugabuga! I'm just wasting the summer by staring out this bloody window! School starts on September 3rd, and today's July 25th, soooo…' she ticked the days off her fingers, and had to go to her toes and her fingers again. "Only 39 days of freedom left!" she moaned. "At least Matt's hair is back to normal,' she thought dully.
She thought it was getting a bit stuffy, so she opened the window and let the breeze play around with her shoulder length chestnut hair. She was jerked out of her train of thought when she saw an odd shape flying toward her. Being curious as she was, she left the window open.
'Curiosity killed the cat,' she scolded herself. 'Well I ain't no cat!' said another part of her mind. She grinned a little at this silent argument, until she remembered why she was having this argument in the first place. It took a few minutes. She looked out again and just saw an owl. No strange shape.
Then the penny dropped. The owl WAS the strange shape! The owl had a letter attached to its foot. 'How strange,' she thought.
She let the owl in through her window, and untied the letter from it. It read: 'Ms. R. Fornoff, 1782 Chirping Sodbury, London Flat, 2nd floor, bedroom with the Snake.' 'How odd!' She was intrigued at how they knew about her snake.
"What the heck!" she said out loud, figuring it was just one of her friend's pranks, and ripped it open.
'Dear Ms. Fornoff,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…What kinda freakin' letter is this anyway?' She read on. 'Whoa,' was about the only thing she could think right now.
'A wand? Cool!' She flopped on her bed. After a few minutes, the shock wore off, and was replaced with excitement. Immediately she ran to the computer to send an email to Joanne, and her other friend, Hermione Granger, who she hasn't seen since last year, because she was sent off to some boarding school in Scotland.
*
Joanne had just started brushing her teeth, when she heard a loud, 'You've got mail!' from her bedroom. She spit out a lot of toothpaste.
She looked over at the computer, and saw Rebecca's excited email.
"Meet me and Herms at the creek tomorrow morning…" she trailed off. "Sounds good. I haven't seen 'Mione in a long time."
The only thought she had before falling asleep, was where the heck she would buy a wand.
*
Rebecca was early. 'Darn!' Neither Joanne nor Hermione were there yet. 'Oh well,' she sighed. 'Patience is a virtue…'
Ten minutes later…
"Whoever made up that crapy line, 'Patience is a virtue', deserves to rot in Hell!" she screamed. 'Where are they?' she thought more calmly.
Suddenly Rebecca heard a rustle in the bushed. Being the worried person she was, she picked up a stick and spun around only to find—
"Joanne? Hermione?" she asked in obvious disbelief.
"Where you going to club us to death with a TWIG?" Hermione chuckled. "I haven't seen you guys in so long!" she squealed, and pulled them both into a tight hug, the their horror. Tears where now streaming down her flushed cheeks. Even though they were a year younger than her, they still lived in her neighborhood, and were her only friends before Hogwarts, and she had missed them dearly.
"So how was that boarding school of yours?" asked Joanne, once Hermione had released them. "What was it called anyway?" she asked, wondering if it could possibly be—
"Er…" Hermione hesitated, "Hogwarts."
"Cool! I'm going there too!" Joanne and Rebecca said in unison.
"Really?" asked Hermione, her eyes widening.
"Yeah, I got the letter last night!" They just stared at each other in shocked silence for a while, until Hermione broke the silence.
"Erm… so do you guys know where to get your school things from?"
'Uh-oh,' they both thought. It had never occurred to them where they would buy wands and phials in London.
Hermione laughed at their shocked faces. "Well, I'm going to get mine tomorrow morning. You're more then welcome to come if you'd like."
"Right, thanks."
They parted, and started to go back to their respective houses.
"Oh, and one more thing."
"Hmm?"
"Come to my house at one."
"Gotcha."
"Right-O!"
5 hours later…
Bored, bored, BORED! Rebecca had done nothing all day, and right now had taken to starting out the window.
'Ugabuga! I'm just wasting the summer by staring out this bloody window! School starts on September 3rd, and today's July 25th, soooo…' she ticked the days off her fingers, and had to go to her toes and her fingers again. "Only 39 days of freedom left!" she moaned. "At least Matt's hair is back to normal,' she thought dully.
She thought it was getting a bit stuffy, so she opened the window and let the breeze play around with her shoulder length chestnut hair. She was jerked out of her train of thought when she saw an odd shape flying toward her. Being curious as she was, she left the window open.
'Curiosity killed the cat,' she scolded herself. 'Well I ain't no cat!' said another part of her mind. She grinned a little at this silent argument, until she remembered why she was having this argument in the first place. It took a few minutes. She looked out again and just saw an owl. No strange shape.
Then the penny dropped. The owl WAS the strange shape! The owl had a letter attached to its foot. 'How strange,' she thought.
She let the owl in through her window, and untied the letter from it. It read: 'Ms. R. Fornoff, 1782 Chirping Sodbury, London Flat, 2nd floor, bedroom with the Snake.' 'How odd!' She was intrigued at how they knew about her snake.
"What the heck!" she said out loud, figuring it was just one of her friend's pranks, and ripped it open.
'Dear Ms. Fornoff,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…What kinda freakin' letter is this anyway?' She read on. 'Whoa,' was about the only thing she could think right now.
'A wand? Cool!' She flopped on her bed. After a few minutes, the shock wore off, and was replaced with excitement. Immediately she ran to the computer to send an email to Joanne, and her other friend, Hermione Granger, who she hasn't seen since last year, because she was sent off to some boarding school in Scotland.
*
Joanne had just started brushing her teeth, when she heard a loud, 'You've got mail!' from her bedroom. She spit out a lot of toothpaste.
She looked over at the computer, and saw Rebecca's excited email.
"Meet me and Herms at the creek tomorrow morning…" she trailed off. "Sounds good. I haven't seen 'Mione in a long time."
The only thought she had before falling asleep, was where the heck she would buy a wand.
*
Rebecca was early. 'Darn!' Neither Joanne nor Hermione were there yet. 'Oh well,' she sighed. 'Patience is a virtue…'
Ten minutes later…
"Whoever made up that crapy line, 'Patience is a virtue', deserves to rot in Hell!" she screamed. 'Where are they?' she thought more calmly.
Suddenly Rebecca heard a rustle in the bushed. Being the worried person she was, she picked up a stick and spun around only to find—
"Joanne? Hermione?" she asked in obvious disbelief.
"Where you going to club us to death with a TWIG?" Hermione chuckled. "I haven't seen you guys in so long!" she squealed, and pulled them both into a tight hug, the their horror. Tears where now streaming down her flushed cheeks. Even though they were a year younger than her, they still lived in her neighborhood, and were her only friends before Hogwarts, and she had missed them dearly.
"So how was that boarding school of yours?" asked Joanne, once Hermione had released them. "What was it called anyway?" she asked, wondering if it could possibly be—
"Er…" Hermione hesitated, "Hogwarts."
"Cool! I'm going there too!" Joanne and Rebecca said in unison.
"Really?" asked Hermione, her eyes widening.
"Yeah, I got the letter last night!" They just stared at each other in shocked silence for a while, until Hermione broke the silence.
"Erm… so do you guys know where to get your school things from?"
'Uh-oh,' they both thought. It had never occurred to them where they would buy wands and phials in London.
Hermione laughed at their shocked faces. "Well, I'm going to get mine tomorrow morning. You're more then welcome to come if you'd like."
"Right, thanks."
They parted, and started to go back to their respective houses.
"Oh, and one more thing."
"Hmm?"
"Come to my house at one."
"Gotcha."
"Right-O!"
