It was a beautiful, clear afternoon. The sun was shining, the birds singing, and
school was at its end. It was the kind of afternoon that most people looked forward to. It was also the kind that made people sick. Draco and Avery sat there, in Reading Writing Workshop, whispering to each other. They had been best friends since they were little.
This afternoon, the two talked about how they wanted to go Hogwarts. Avery's dad was in Gryffindor, while her mom was in Slytherin. She was more like her dad, though. She knew that if she ever got into Hogwarts, she would be in Gryffindor. That much she had figured out by how her parent's acted.
"When school get out, do you want to go play quidditch? The rest of the gang's
going to meet at Alan's Meadows. We're going to use Lizzie's dads stuff," she whispered to him.
"All right, but I get to be one of the captains. My comet 260 will make the other brooms look like snails," he replied.
Avery snickered, having a Nimbus1999, (the newest model!) and they turned their attention back to class, for the most part. G period RWW was torture, but if Mrs. Peterson caught them talking, it would be even worse.
The two lived in a town right by London, hidden by anti-muggle charms. It was
one of the only full-wizard towns in England, and they wouldn't have it any other way.
Neither of them could imagine living near muggles. They wouldn't be able to play
quidditch, or anything!
While Draco was a big pureblood supporter, Avery didn't care, a wizard was a
wizard. Or a witch, in her case. That's how most people in her town thought, but Draco and his parents were part of the group that didn't.
At last, the class ended. Smiling with relief, they grabbed their stuff and headed for their
lockers, which were in the 6th grade wing. This was a result of being in Mrs. Koutsaki's A period class, even though they were 5th graders. They both were turning 11 over the summer, and had never been in different classes, even now when they had 8 different periods.
"So, what day is it today?" Draco asked, packing up. Avery was busy shoving
things into her bag, but Nikki, another friend of theirs answered him.
"It's day 3," he said, and waved. Then he headed to his class, whatever it was.
"Hmm, chorus," Melissa said, at last done with packing up, "One of my favorite classes!." While Avery loved chorus, Draco hated it.
"Wonderful..." he muttered, "let go..." So they set off for Mrs. Nobles' classroom.
When they arrived there, Avery went to go sit with her friends Lizzie Lucas, Juliette
Mazer, and Olivia Hunter. Draco, of course, went to go sit with his friends Christo
Darkwind, Jonathan Caraben, and Jake Zazer.
"Hey, everyone..." Avery said, very sadly.
"What's with you? Find out Draco's getting a girl friend?" asked Lizzie, quirking an eyebrow, and a hint of sarcasm was heard in her voice. Ah, Lizzie, queen of sarcasm.
"This is our last chorus class ever!" she replied.
"I hope I get into Hogwarts..." Juliette remarked, eyes hazy. They could tell that she was lost in her own little world. This brought forth more than a few odd looks, for Juliette was the down-to-earth, attentive one.
Class went on, and ended. Soon, the school year did as well. For half the
summer their whole group played quidditch, hung out at the mall, and just had a great
time.
One morning, Avery woke up and go the mail from the house owl, Mercury, only
to discover an odd envelope addressed to her, with the address written in emerald ink. Her eyes wide with hope, she quickly tore it open. As she had so desperately hoped, it was a letter of acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
school was at its end. It was the kind of afternoon that most people looked forward to. It was also the kind that made people sick. Draco and Avery sat there, in Reading Writing Workshop, whispering to each other. They had been best friends since they were little.
This afternoon, the two talked about how they wanted to go Hogwarts. Avery's dad was in Gryffindor, while her mom was in Slytherin. She was more like her dad, though. She knew that if she ever got into Hogwarts, she would be in Gryffindor. That much she had figured out by how her parent's acted.
"When school get out, do you want to go play quidditch? The rest of the gang's
going to meet at Alan's Meadows. We're going to use Lizzie's dads stuff," she whispered to him.
"All right, but I get to be one of the captains. My comet 260 will make the other brooms look like snails," he replied.
Avery snickered, having a Nimbus1999, (the newest model!) and they turned their attention back to class, for the most part. G period RWW was torture, but if Mrs. Peterson caught them talking, it would be even worse.
The two lived in a town right by London, hidden by anti-muggle charms. It was
one of the only full-wizard towns in England, and they wouldn't have it any other way.
Neither of them could imagine living near muggles. They wouldn't be able to play
quidditch, or anything!
While Draco was a big pureblood supporter, Avery didn't care, a wizard was a
wizard. Or a witch, in her case. That's how most people in her town thought, but Draco and his parents were part of the group that didn't.
At last, the class ended. Smiling with relief, they grabbed their stuff and headed for their
lockers, which were in the 6th grade wing. This was a result of being in Mrs. Koutsaki's A period class, even though they were 5th graders. They both were turning 11 over the summer, and had never been in different classes, even now when they had 8 different periods.
"So, what day is it today?" Draco asked, packing up. Avery was busy shoving
things into her bag, but Nikki, another friend of theirs answered him.
"It's day 3," he said, and waved. Then he headed to his class, whatever it was.
"Hmm, chorus," Melissa said, at last done with packing up, "One of my favorite classes!." While Avery loved chorus, Draco hated it.
"Wonderful..." he muttered, "let go..." So they set off for Mrs. Nobles' classroom.
When they arrived there, Avery went to go sit with her friends Lizzie Lucas, Juliette
Mazer, and Olivia Hunter. Draco, of course, went to go sit with his friends Christo
Darkwind, Jonathan Caraben, and Jake Zazer.
"Hey, everyone..." Avery said, very sadly.
"What's with you? Find out Draco's getting a girl friend?" asked Lizzie, quirking an eyebrow, and a hint of sarcasm was heard in her voice. Ah, Lizzie, queen of sarcasm.
"This is our last chorus class ever!" she replied.
"I hope I get into Hogwarts..." Juliette remarked, eyes hazy. They could tell that she was lost in her own little world. This brought forth more than a few odd looks, for Juliette was the down-to-earth, attentive one.
Class went on, and ended. Soon, the school year did as well. For half the
summer their whole group played quidditch, hung out at the mall, and just had a great
time.
One morning, Avery woke up and go the mail from the house owl, Mercury, only
to discover an odd envelope addressed to her, with the address written in emerald ink. Her eyes wide with hope, she quickly tore it open. As she had so desperately hoped, it was a letter of acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.