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Chapter Four

Setting Off

Will, Irma, Taranee, and Hay Lin were standing outside an old building that Professor Dumbledore had told them to wait outside of in his last letter, waiting for Cornelia.

"What's taking her so long?" Irma said, looking at her watch for the hundredth time. "The letter said we're supposed to leave at two o'clock and it's one forty-five now."

"Chill Irma, she'll be here." Hay Lin replied, from where she was sitting on a large suitcase.

At that moment, a car pulled up and Cornelia got out, looking depressed, but smiled when she came over to her friends as the car drove away.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't find some of my stuff." Cornelia said, although it was an obvious lie judging by her depressed look. The only thing she could've been doing was saying goodbye to Caleb; he would be going back to Meridian now that the Guardians were leaving, and Cornelia knew she wouldn't see him again until next summer.

When a man with flaming red hair, and hideous horn-rimmed glassed suddenly appeared with a pop, all five girls jumped.

"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." He said. "You must be the new students.

"Yes, I'm Will Vandom sir." Will answered, trying to be as polite as she could.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Fudge said it would be easy you tell you apart." The man said hastily, as though he was in a hurry.

"And you are?" Cornelia asked, obviously disliking this man's lack of manners.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Percy Weasley, and I will be taking you to Diagon Ally." The man said.

"Did Dumbledore send you?" Will asked.

Percy frowned. "No, I am to take you to Diagon Ally, on orders of the Minister, and then someone will take you to get your school things. Please step inside."

Will, Irma, Cornelia, Hay Lin and Taranee stepped inside the old building, not bothering to ask who this Minister was; they probably would get a good answer from this man.

There was no furniture or anything else in the room, aside from a fireplace with a small fire going in it, which made all five girls wonder the same thing: how on earth were they going to get to England?

Percy pulled a small pouch out of his robes. "Each of you take a hand full of this powder, step up to the fire, as close as you can, drop the powder into the fire, and say Diagon Ally loudly and clearly."

Taranee looked cautiously between Will and the man, but took the first steps forward, something she would have never done a mere two years ago, took the powder, stepped up to the fire, paused, then dropped the handful of powder and proclaimed, "Diagon Alley!" before she was engulfed in green flames and was gone.

"What happened to her?" Will yelled, as the other four girls also started yelling their own questions.

"Ladies, ladies, please, this is Flo powder, it takes the user to the fire place of the spoken location. I assure you, Taranee is fine and in good hands." Percy explained calmly, sounding kind for the first time.

Irma gulped, took hesitant steps forward, took a handful of the powder, went to the fire place, spoke the location and disappeared in the same flash of green flames.

Hay Lin went next, a little less nervous as the others, but she paused before she dropped her handful of powder, and winced as the green flames surrounded her.

Cornelia walked forward, her face set, and did the whole thing the most willing of any of them, but Will could tell she was just as nervous as everyone else when she took a small step back before she vanished.

Finally. Will stepped up, to the fire, dropped the powder in, and said: "Diagon Ally." She felt her feet leave the ground, she suddenly felt like she was spinning, and she shut her eyes against the roar of flames she was tumbling through, and then she landed on something.

"OW! Will, get off!" Someone yelled.

Will looked down at what she was sitting on, and jumped to her feet. "Sorry, guys!"

Will had landed on Cornelia, who was on top of Hay Lin, who was lying on Irma, who was on top of Taranee, all trying to untangle themselves, and all obviously embarrassed and will a little help from Will, the girls managed to stand up, and brushed the soot of themselves.

Percy came through the fireplace, acting as if he traveled this way every day (Will had to remind herself that her very likely did). "Tom!" He called.

An old man that had a toothless grin and a bit of a limp walked into the room. "Ah, hello Mr. Weasly. What can I do for you?"

"These girls are going to start at Hogwarts this year, it's too late to shop now, so they'll need some rooms." Percy replied.

"We're a little crowded, so I'm afraid you ladies will have to share." Tom said to the girls, very politely. "We have one bedroom with two beds available, and another with three."

"I'll share with Irma!" Hay Lin exclaimed, linking arms enthusiastically with her friend, who grinned.

"I'll share with Taranee, and Cornelia." Will said.

"Very well, thank you Tom. Now, it's very late on this side of the world ladies, and I'm sure you're tired, besides you have a very big day ahead of you." Percy said.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Weasley." Will said, giving a polite nod.

"Not at all, I'm just doing my job, Miss Vandom." Percy replied, smiling at her. "And you will be seeing me later this year. Now, I must get back to the Ministry. Goodnight ladies, Tom." With a last polite smile, he turned back to the fireplace, and disappeared in green flames the moment he stepped in the ashes.

"If you'll follow me please, I'll show you to your rooms." Tom said, gesturing towards some stairs.

Irma and Hay Lin bid the others goodnight and slipped into their room, and round of giggles bursting out as soon as the door closed, making Cornelia shake her head.

Tom led the others to a room a few doors down the hall. "If you ladies need anything, please tell any staff member."

"Thank you very much Tom." Cornelia said, smiling at the old man kindly, and all three girls slipped into their room.

They found white nightgowns on their beds, much to their surprise, but quickly changed and slipped into the beds, egger for sleep.

"I wonder what this magical world is like." Will said quietly.

"I'm sure it'll be fine Will, don't worry." Cornelia replied sleepily. "Professor Dumbledore seems to have everything sorted out."

End Chapter Four

A/N: I rewrote these all rather close together, so it won't take much time to replace each chapter.

Yes, it's a short chapter, I know. I'm sorry if it's too short.