Disclaimer: I'm terribly sorry, but I am not J.K. Rowling. Because if I were, I'd write a whole lot more books. I only own the Middletons

*dream*

Brooke opened her eyes and found herself in her kitchen at home, looking at an eleven year old Chloe and a four year old Aiden, who was using a spoon to shoot bits of soggy cereal at Chloe, who was trying to catch them in her mouth. Brooke smiled and watched as the scene progressed until a piece of cereal hit their mother, who was standing at the stove, making eggs.

"Kids, stop playing with your food." She said without turning around.

"Yes, Mum." They said in unison, turning back to their food.

Just then the eleven year old Brooke skipped into the kitchen, sat down at the table and poured herself a bowl of cereal.

"Hey Brooke, know what?" Chloe asked.

"What?"

"I have this loose tooth, right, and I can turn it all the way around, wanna see?"

A horrified and disgusted look came across both the older and younger Brooke's faces.

"No, I don't wanna see it." Little Brooke exclaimed.

"You sure 'cause you're missing out on all this." Chloe said, twisting her tooth around.

Brooke shuddered.

"Mum!" Little Brooke wailed.

Mrs. Middleton turned around and shot a glare at Chloe.

"Chloe, stop tormenting your sister and eat your breakfast."

Chloe sullenly took a bite of her cereal.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Mrs. Middleton sighed. She took the eggs off the stove.

"I have to answer that. Stay out of trouble would you?"

All three children nodded as their mother left the room.

"Us? Trouble? Preposterous!" Chloe muttered.

She took a bite of cereal and yelped.

"What is it Clo?" Aiden asked.

Chloe lifted her hand to her mouth and spat blood. She squinted at her hand and triumphantly picked up her tooth.

"Brookie!" she called in a sing-song voice and got up.

Little Brooke's eyes widened as she also got up.

"You wouldn't." She said nervously, backing towards the exit.

"Oh but she would." Brooke murmured as Chloe sprung forward and began chasing Little Brooke, who sprinted into the living room and hid behind her father, not noticing the unfamiliar man sitting across from her parents.

"Oi! What is it this time?" her father asked.

"Bloody tooth... Chased me… Completely unsanitary..." Brooke spluttered as Chloe advanced.

"Freeze!" Chloe stopped dead and looked at her mother whose eyes were blazing.

"Sit. We have company. And I distinctly remember telling you to stay out of trouble." She said in an eerily calm voice.

The man, who had a very white beard and was wearing a dress, was watching with an amused look on his face. When Chloe and Little Brooke were seated, he spoke.

"I assume this is Chloe and Brooke?"

Little Brooke nodded, while Chloe asked, "What's with the dress?"

Brooke chuckled at her sister's blunt nature, while her mother gasped.

"Chloe Anne! Apologize right now!"

"Sorry." Chloe muttered.

"It's quite alright, my dear." The man said kindly.

"I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I was just explaining to your parents how you have been accepted and will hopefully be joining us in September."

The two girls were shocked into silence.

Finally Little Brooke spoke up.

"So, Mr. Dumbledore, what you're saying is that were wizards-"

"Witches."

"Witches and we're going to school with… other… witches and wizards?"

"Correct."

The two exchanged excited looks.

"Cool!"

"And Mr. and Mrs. Middleton, you must realize that this is a boarding school of sorts and they will need the appropriate uniforms and supplies."

Their parents nodded.

"There is a place where you can procure such items and I will find a family that can help you."

"Alright. Who is the family?" Mr. Middleton asked.

"The Weaselys. Molly and Arthur. I will contact them tonight. They are very experienced in this field, seeing as they have three children already at Hogwarts. They have two boys that are Chloe and Brooke's age."

"Yes… and how long does this school run?" Mrs. Middleton.

"It starts on September first and ends in June. The girls will be attending for seven years."

"Oh"

"So, Mum can we go?" Chloe pleaded.

Their parents exchanged a look.

"Well… alright."

"Yes!" the girls screamed in unison.

Brooke smiled as she watched them dance around the room chanting, "Hogwarts! Hogwarts! Hogwarts!"

Suddenly, Aiden appeared with a sad look on his face.

"You guys are leaving? Just like that? Why? Do you hate me? I promise if you stay, I'll never be annoying again!" Now he was crying. Brooke's eyes got teary up as she watched him cry

"No! That's not it at all, Aiden! I promise!" Chloe said.

"Yeah, we love you! It's just… we don't belong here anymore." Little Brooke tried to explain, reaching out to hug him.

He shied away.

"No! You're my sisters! Of course you belong here!" he shouted.

"No we don't. We need to be with people like us." Chloe said.

"Stay! Please stay!"

Little Brooke shook her head sadly.

"You know we can't. Aiden, you're a smart kid. Can't you see that we have to go?"

"No! You hate me! That's why you're leaving! Fine! I hate you too!" he screamed as he ran upstairs.

*end dream*

Brooke jerked awake and realized that she was still on the common room couch. She looked at the clock and saw that she had been asleep for a couple hours and it was almost time for dinner. She heaved herself up from the couch and waited for the room to stop spinning before she headed for the portrait hole. On the way down to the Great Hall, she ran into her sister.

"Hey Brooke, what are you doing out of the hospital wing?" Chloe asked.

"I convinced Madame Pomfrey to let me go."

"Bet that wasn't easy." Chloe said laughing.

"Nope, I had to tell her I would do nothing but sleep." Brooke responded.

"Lucky. If I knew all I had to do was get a concussion and I'd be able to sleep all day, it would've happened a long time ago." Chloe said wistfully.

Brooke laughed as they entered the Great Hall and sat down next to each other at the Gryffindor table.

"So who got detention while I was out cold?" Brooke asked.

"Nobody."

"Nobody? I thought you and Fred would have tried to get ahead while I was out."

"Nope. That would be unfair." Chloe said putting some mashed potatoes on her plate.

"Who are you, and what have you done with my sister?" Brooke asked.

"What?"

"I mean think about it. You, playing by the rules?" Brooke pointed out, serving herself some green beans.

"It was my idea, really. Fred was like, 'Let's use this to our advantage and get ahead', and I was all 'No that's not fair. We should wait for her to get better.'" Chloe said proudly, not seeing the skeptical look Brooke was giving her.

"Actually, it went more like her and Fred plotting to get ahead and me calling a timeout in the game." George said, sitting down across from them.

"Nuh-uh!" Chloe said.

"Uh, yeah, it was." George said, helping himself to dinner.

"Speaking of Fred, where is he?" Brooke asked, looking around.

"Oh, he's somewhere. How's your head?" George asked.

"Okay, I guess."

Suddenly, Fred materialized and plopped down next to his brother.

"Well that was fun."

"What?" Chloe asked.

"Hexing Malfoy with Ginny. Nothing beats brother sister bonding time." He answered.

"Why were the two of you hexing him?" Brooke asked.

"More importantly, where was I when this was happening?" Chloe asked.

"Most importantly, why was I not there?" George asked.

"No reason, I don't know, and I'll explain later, to answer all your questions." Fred said as he grabbed a chicken leg and proceeded to stuff his face.

"Gross." Brooke said, looking away.

"Anyway, did you hear about what happened to Lauren Harrison?" Chloe said leaning forward.

"What?" the three asked in unison.

"I don't know I was asking you guys."

"Chloe!" Brooke groaned.

"What?" Chloe responded defensively.

"Why? Why would you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Act like there was something very important we should know and then say that?" Brooke said.

"Well excuse me if…"

Fred and George watched as the two sisters shot responses back at each other and stayed quiet. After all, the last time they had interrupted while the Middletons were fighting, The two girls had turned in them with identical looks of annoyance on their faces, snapped stay out of this, and suddenly were on the same side as they cast a silencing spell on them.

The argument lasted until they reached the common room and they suddenly acted as though nothing had happened and were laughing and joking with each other.

Fred and George looked at each other and shrugged, Fred wondering if all girl were bipolar and George thinking about how strange the Middletons were.

"Well, Chloe, I'm not tired 'cause I slept most of the day, so you just run along to bed and go to sleep while I try to catch up in school." Brooke said gesturing to the pile of books she had left on the couch.

"Okay. I'm not going to argue with that. More sleep for me." She headed over to the girls staircase and paused. Then she turned and said, "Night, Fred. Night, George."

George nodded and Fred said "Yeah, G'night, Chloe."

She smiled and headed up the stairs.

Brooke sat down on the couch and picked up some parchment and a quill.

"Well, you two better head up. I gotta write an essay for potions that is due in two days, read over the notes I missed in all the classes and choose a plant to write about for Herbology, so Goodnight, to you sirs!"

"But-"George protested.

"I said, 'Goodnight!'"

"Okay, okay, keep your pants on. 'Night." Fred said as Brooke began to write.

"Freddie, I think we just got kicked out of the common room." George said slowly as they entered their room.

"I think you're probably right."

There was a silence.

"Hey Fred?"

"Yeah, George?"

"Why were you and Gin hexing Malfoy earlier?" George asked.

"He said something about Chloe that I'd rather not repeat." Fred answered, lying down on his bed.

"Freddie, Freddie, Freddie, it is so obvious that you like her, mate."

"What? I don't! She's a friend and you would do the same for Brooke!" Fred said quickly.

"Denial is a river in Egypt." George said in a sing-song voice.

"Keep talking and I just might have to drown you in the Nile." Fred muttered as he closed his eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing. Goodnight dear brother." Fred said.

"Goodnight, Fred." George said, a little uneasily.

Back in the common room, Brooke finished up her essay and stretched. Then she gathered up her stuff and headed for the stairs. When she entered her dorm, she dumped her stuff on the floor.

"I'm home!" she sang.

Alicia, Angelina, and Katie sprung out of bed and hugged her.

"It was so empty without you!" Alicia said.

"Yeah, so don't go giving yourself anymore concussions!" Angelina said teasingly.

"How did you- Katie?"

"Guilty!"

Brooke laughed.

"Well, sorry I woke you up."

"Yeah, don't do it again." Chloe said from her bed.

The four girls laughed and went to their beds while Brooke changed into her sleep clothes. When she had brushed her teeth, she climbed into bed she was suddenly tired again.

"Goodnight!" Katie called.

The other girls also said their goodnights, except for the Middletons, who were already asleep.

Heyyyy! How're ya doing? Sorry for the long wait, but here it is! Chapter 10! Whoo-hoo! I hope you liked it! How's about you tell me what you thought in a review? Reviews, reviews, reviews, they make the world go round, they make a lovely sound, they sound like this: review, review, review!