Hey everyone. I know this sorta deviates from my Ao3 account, but yeah. My sister was the beta for the last chapter, and she just HAD to add the stylized as... Just imagine it as Sigma, Theta, and place it wherever you want.
It was only after Amy woke up to lush velvet drapes and ornate scratchy sheets that she realized she was at Hogwarts. "Damn this stuff", she grumbled, fisting the curtains that covered her bed. "At least at Leadworth we had comfy furniture." She tumbled out of bed, and stood up blearily. Every other girl's face glared at her for disturbing their beauty sleep.
"Omigod, Parvarti, do you see that newbie? Like gawd, her hair is totally fake." Amy's eyes snapped at her.
"Excuse me, but you're not exactly the most natural person here." She pointed at the blue highlights and green eyeshadow decorating Lavender Brown, who just kept on gossiping. Amy simply went to her trunk (seriously, this place was so run-down) and picked up her uniform. She glanced at it with distaste, and retreated back into her bed. Whatever she had to wear, that fashion monstrosity, the Doctor said so. Huffing, Amy grabbed her plastic hairbrush and quickly ran it through her tangled hair, and ran down the stairs to the Common Room. Rory was supposed to be waiting for her there, but he was held up by the crush of boys all running down stairs at once. The bland gray of the uniforms blurred together, as did a few cloaks. It was ridiculous, really, how they all relied on magic. Heck, she could go forward or backwards in time! Something they only managed to do and go backwards. Granted, she needed the Doctor, but still! "Wizards", she clucked, and reached into the mob for Rory. Somehow, he had managed to get himself into the middle. She pulled him out, and with a prompt sigh of relief, he collapsed in her arms. That did it for Amy. She stood in front of the crowd of ridiculously childish whatever-year-olds, and whistled. As in, hold your ears and count to ten whistled. They all stopped fighting at once, and looked at her sheepishly. "I might be new here, but even I can tell that you are all just acting RIDICULOUSLY!" She dragged a pair of twins, and threw them on one side of the couch. "YOU are the instigators", she said, pointing," so you have to wake up the girls." They paled. "Miss, c'mon. Please, we won't do it again. Think again about sending innocent victims to their death, please. PLEASE. PLEASE!" Amy simply shook her head, and threw them half up the staircase, and they managed to grip the top as it turned into a slide. Slowly, they looked down at a furious Amy, and back up at the sleeping girls, and decided the lesser evil. They clambered up, and Amy exited with Rory amidst screams of anger and shrieks of pain.
