I am super sorry that I have not updated in a few days. My birthday was the 10th and I been running around like a manic for the past few days. Lets just say October is a busy month for me.

To Ginnymaniac, I am sorry that the last chapter was rushed. I was rushing on it. I was writing it around 10:00 at night and my mom was screaming at me to go to bed. She has something against staying up past "bed times". I do anyway though, shhhh.

Ok well, HERE YOU GO PEOPLE! I am going to try to make this chapter longer. For some unknown reason to me, three pages are really short on here…

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor anything that has appeared in the HP books nor Google, as I forgot to put in chapter 3. I do own Rebecca, the vortex, and anything new and exciting! At least I think it's exciting...

Chapter 4

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Over the next couple days, Rebecca Hill fabricated a whole plan to get into Hogwarts without being suspected of not being a witch… until now, since she had indeed became a witch.

By Thursday, (A/n: if you remember in chapter 1-3, it was Monday.) she had come up with admissions form and a transcript saying that she was a foreign exchange student from the Massachusetts.

It was hard work getting these forms filled out completely with authenticity, but the results were well worth it.

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(Tuesday, 3:44 p.m.)

Becca walked off the school bus still thinking about the previous night. How am I supposed to get into Hogwarts? I have no papers saying that I was accepted, nor that I got transferred. I would have to be some type of… A smile crossed her lips as she though of a brilliant idea.

"DAD!" Becca hollered at the top of her lungs as she flung open the front door.

"What?" said her father coming out of the kitchen consuming a handful of peanuts. (A/n: Does anyone else's father eat peanuts like he is some type of vacuum? I swear my dad is a bottomless pit when it comes to peanuts.)

"Do you have any plan, formal, school admission forms and transcripts?" Becca's father was the principle of the local private school on the far side of town. He always carried around forms like what Rebecca needed for some reason.

"Yeah. They are in my briefcase. What do you need them for?" He crooked his eyebrow at her.

"Uh… School project. For English. We just read a book that had a foreign exchange student in it. So I need a admissions form and a transcript."

"You might also want to bring in a student visa."

"Uh, ok… where do I find one?"

"I have one. I was an exchange student over in Spain for a year, so I got one. Just make sure you return it when you're done."

"Sure. Where is it?"

"In the top right hand door of my desk. Don't mess anything up when you are up there." He said before turning into the family room to watch T.V.

Rebecca quickly left to go find the papers.

She found the briefcase next to her father's desk. The desk was made out of mahogany that was then stained a dark brown. Piles upon piles of paper were cluttered on top.

Becca opened up the briefcase and took out a vanilla folder that was labeled "Forms". Swiftly opening it up, she rummaged through the folder contents. Her hands stopped searching as she found what she was looking for.

After pulling out the application form and the transcript, she stuffed the folder back into the case. She was about to leave the room when she remembered the visa. "Just in case." She said to herself. She wasn't really sure if the wizarding world took visa like the rest of the world, but she decided she couldn't risk it; she had to be prepared for anything.

Becca ran back into her room and flung herself onto her bed. She looked over the papers before she started filling in the blanks.

About two and a half hours later, half of the papers were complete. All she needed now was her parents and teacher signatures, and the name of her school. She looked at the clock just as it turned 6:51.

"Okay," she said looking at the almost finished papers. "All I need now is to get my parents, teachers to sign and a school. It is going to be difficult to convince them that this is for show, but I think I can do it. As for the school…" Becca knew it had to be a school from the books or she won't be able to get in. Unless she made up her own. Nope… to risky. She would have to find one.

Walking over to her computer she Google searched (A/n: Haha… sadly I did this once.) "American Wizarding School in Harry Potter". That search landed her in Wikipedia (A/n: I don't own the website.). A smiled crossed her lips as she saw what it gave her.

A name.

A name she could use.

And judging by the name, it looked to be as if it was in her state.

It was perfect.

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It took her all day Wednesday to come up with a plan. She had managed to convince her teachers that it was for a project that she was doing outside of school. To her surprise, her parents didn't even ask why they had to sign it. So all in all, every turned out very well.

With her eyes closed, Becca was lying on her bed going over the plan over and over again in her mind.

To her it seemed flawless.

All she had to do was not blow it.

OR have anyone know too much about the Salem Witches Institute.

That could be a problem.

Becca planned to leave first thing after school tomorrow. All she had to deal with was homework. However, she could polish that off easily. With those thoughts in mind, she went to bed.

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"What are you so happy about?" Anne asked during lunch. She couldn't help but notice Becca looking at her watch and smiling every few minutes.

"Oh, nothing. I am just happy that it's Friday. That's all."

"Ok. Cause to me it seems like you are planning to meet someone. It isn't a boy is it?"

Becca gave a little smile.

"Lets just say, I am going to meet a few people later."

Anne looked at her strangely, pulling back a strand of black hair. "Who?"

"I could tell you but you would never believe me." Giving a quick smile at her confused friend she left.

For the rest of the school day, Rebecca hastily finished all her homework. Not that she needed to anyway, she could always do when she got back to her own dimension, but this way, it made her feel better knowing it was done.

When she got home, she greeted her parents and rushed upstairs to her room. She quickly made sure that she had everything in her truck (which she amazingly manage to hid for four days), emptied out her backpack, and begun to fill it with notebooks and a couple of folders, which the one of them held all of her papers, visa (which she planned to alter once she got her wand) and a slightly thick packet.

Becca made this packet, which had every spell and every important school related from the six books, after school yesterday. It took her hours to go through the books and find them all. But she did it. And to her own, corky enjoyment, labeled the pages with the subject that the spell or information came from. Also located in the packet, were the locations and passwords to all the secret passageways around the school. Doing this made her feel like a Marauder in some way. It amused her.

Pulling on her backpack, and hand on trunks wooden handle, she threw open her closet.

Taking one last look around her room, she at last walked through the vortex.

She was on her way.

However, she had no clue what she was actually getting herself into.

OOOO… did I just leave a cliffy? You are all probably thinking "She is going to be at Hogwarts during the 3rd year. Which means Sirius Black. Why is that a cliffy?"

'Buzz'

Wrong! You will see what I mean in chapters to come.

So how did I do? This isn't as rushed, right? Replay please! I need to know what I can do to make it better. If it was rushed, how can I make it not as rushed? Or if you say it is good, then GREAT. You know, I really like having people read my work. Its kind of fun! I should have thought of it ages ago. Oh well.

Onto the next chapter!