Journal, 11.27.01
So it's a normal day, right? I'm just talkin on my phone to Abby when some OWL shows up at my window and shizzy, I get a letter from HOGWARTS! Dude! That's like, some kind of made up school for witches and wizards! But dude, lemme tell ya the story. I'VE BEEN TELEPORTED TO THAT STINKIN ALLEY WAY WITH HAGRID, MIKE, AND ABBY! MIKE OF ALL PEOPLE! But anywayZ, on the other hand, this is the weirdest day of my life. It can't get any weirder, can it?
Sierra
P.S. I STILL LOVE MIKE!!! Ha!
Well I guess it can't for a Muggle-born witch who's not really a witch anyway. She's different. But here I am, your narrator, the writer of the story, and myself, Sierra. But I'm the real Sierra, not my alter-ego-ego-ego-ego. I'm not the witch/odd person. For one I shall say that in all of these disclaimer thingy-majigies, I do NOT own any of the HP characters at all. The only things/people I do own are myself, Maricia, Sunny, and Miguel. Abby owns herself, and Mike, although he hates me and will never talk to me because I love him so much, owns himself. Atalanta is, of course, the name of the Unicorn in that story, Unicorns of Balinor. Long sentence, bug me, I love those things sometimes. Commas are at the top of my list in the sentence factory! AnywayZ (that you'll see a lot as well, I love just making up little things as I go along), I'm a slanger. You know, I use da street words sometimes? Lol, computer words too.
So here I am. I, Sierra, and me, Sierra, was named after a character off of a soap opera, As The World Turns. I'm pretty much sure we've all heard of it before? Maybe not but heck, whatever. (Oh and I love to curse. I'm a really bad kid. That's why this little 'story' of mine, this infatuation of Mike and Severus, is rated PG-13. For now… Muahahaha!) So I was named after a woman called Sierra. So here I am. My name is a GMC truck, a moon, a car oil (or something to that matter), and a HUMAN BEING! Well, I guess you want me to go on with the story? I guess I could, if you really want me to. I'll be narrating it and you'll be reading it.
Oh yeah, thought thingies are in ~s and um, everything else is normal. If the thought looks like this: ~WHY ME?! WHY DOES MY LIFE SUCK?!~ then that means that the person is upset. Get it? Got it? Good. o.0 Oh and when I write lyrics in here (that you'll see a LOT of. The music I listen to sets the mood of the story and I just love getting music lyrics into the story to set the mood. Don't mind the point of whole songs just written down –I love doing that 0.o), they'll be in * (asterisks). And yet again, when my mind argues with itself and my alter-ego decides to play with me, it shows up in ! (exclamation points). 0.o and now without further ado, here's the story!!! J
In the Course of a Lifetime, What does it Matter…?
Sierra was only talking to her best friend on the phone like normal on Old Hallows Eve, or as the muggles love to call it, "Halloween." Ah, such is the greatest 'spooky' night, as some people would say.
"So anyway, can you believe I saw him?! Oh my God, I thought I could have died! And when I looked at his pictures –you know, the ones I took last year?– during English and I was gonna freakin cry! My God, Abby, I swear I am in love with this kid without even knowing him!"
"Oh that reminds me, guess what my mom told me today?"
"What?"
Sierra took a sip of her Coca-Cola and a bite of her pizza.
"My mom told me what true love is. She said it's when you see or meet a guy or woman and whether you instantly fall in love with them or not and it takes you forever to fall in love with them… Anyway, what I'm trying to say is she told me it's when you're not near the person that your soul feels empty and you feel like your lost. I said 'Oh so Sierra really is in love…' She asked me what I mean but I said never mind. Sierra…?"
"So I knew it! I really love Mike! Oh God I'm going insane! Because I swear… What? What's an owl doin at my window?"
"An owl? Wow there's an owl here too! Why are there owls at our windows? What's going on?"
Sierra shrugged. She opened up the window and let the snowy white owl fly in, dropping a letter onto her bed before it flew out. "A letter," she stated simply before opening it. "Wow. Dude, the writing looks like it's parchment… I mean, English. You know, from ENGLAND? Why the hell would someone like me get something from… Abby? Does yours say anything about Hogwarts?"
"Yeah… Sierra? Does yours say 'Dear miss Perington, You have been formally invited to the Hogwarts school of Witchery and Wizardry…' blah, blah, blah?"
"Except for my last name being Reddy, e-yeah. And hey! You're getting better with the blah, blah, blah thingies!"
Abby laughed. "But Hogwarts is a school out of a book –a very good book."
"A very good book –mind you. Yes, yes, a very good book. Abby, is this stuff… Where's my Harry Potter book? And why in Goddess tarnation does mine say at the bottom: 'You might plan on bringing some items that you would never want to miss in your life. Take it from me, you're special and we can't let you out of the grounds of Hogwarts unless under the accompaniment of an adult.' Does yours say that?"
"Yeah! This has to be a joke. Oh hey Sophie."
"What're you two talking about? Hogwarts? What's that?"
"A school."
"You mean… Sierra, are we the only ones that remember what Hogwarts and Harry Potter is?"
"Harry Potter? Who's that?"
Sierra nodded to herself. "Listen, Abby, I'll talk to you later. I gotta go talk to my parents."
And so started the beginning of a new life for both of them. Sierra ended up taking three more days of school before her parents realized this was real and not fake, and that she would really be going to this 'Hogwarts' on the 12th of November.
One night while lying in her bed, Sierra overheard her parents talking. Of course she did, she always heard them talking at night. She wasn't sure whether she had insomnia or whether she was just an idiot and could never get to sleep at night, or maybe it was because her parents slept with the TV on and their bedroom was right next to hers –literally.
"She's really going… and she'll be there for the whole year!"
"It's a boarding school, of course."
"But it's also for witches and wizards –that stuff is fake! I don't like the idea of it, Jim."
Her dad sighed. "Let her go –she wants to so I suspect she knows what she's talking about. Besides, this place may not have any way for us to talk to her but it'll be something out of the normal for Sierra."
"Where do we have to go again?"
"To Woodstock, in that parking lot."
"Right, right. Why does she have to go?"
Debra, Sierra's mom, started to cry then so Sierra just slipped back into her world of listening to Dust for Life.
~If I leave, what's gonna happen? Dude, what about David? I mean… Mike! Oh Gawd knows I gotta take my piccies of Mike. I just can't leave him behind!~
*Now you can feel all my pain, comes with the light of the day*
~AnywayZ… it'll be a whole practical year without seeing either of them. Death to me! Oh what a life. I'm such a stupid drama queen sometimes…~ (A/N: I always act like that. I'll be perfectly normal one minute and then the next I'll put on an act on how I feel. Deal with me, people! I'm an American!) ~So what now? I'll just go to Hogwarts and forget every body? Or am I really more powerful than the others? Is that why they've written to bring everything? And why, if I'm from America, are they sending me to Hogwarts? Isn't there a place here in America? I'm an American, NOT a British person, even if I can impersonate a British accent. Am I really British and I don't know about it?~
Sierra heard a coyote howl. It was an amazingly warm night on November 2nd and she'd left her window open. Another coyote or perhaps the same one, howled, and an owl hooted.
~Soundfull night,~ she thought. ~Yet, quoting Dust for Life, somehow I feel all right! It's awesome! I'm goin to Hogwarts, I'm a witch!~
!Here you go again, Sierra. Always the same, always needing to be different. I'm the different person, you shall see, because I hold all of your power. You are stronger than even Voldemort because you believe in everything that you see, almost, like Dragon Ball Z and so forth. Therefore you will show these Wizards and Witches who Sierra Rudy really is.!
~What I'd love to know is why you've gotta British voice. Dude! That's where it comes from!~
!So you shall see who I really am. When we get to Hogwarts, make sure you don't fall in love with someone. If you do, fall in love with Severus.!
~The dude's name is Snape, and he's an ugly moron! Why the hell would I fall in love with him?~
!IF YOU MUST, THEN FALL IN LOVE WITH SEVERUS!
~Aight, if Mike ain't goin then fine. Of course, Mike'd never go to somewhere like Hogwarts. He's too evil.~
!In the course of a lifetime, what does it matter?!
~It matters because I really love him.~
!So you really do. Sierra have you got problems in front of you.!
~Yeah, I do.~
Sierra closed her eyes and fell asleep then.
Abby was perfectly fine with the whole thing. She'd had training in magic before and had recently started taking Divination. She knew Sierra had been training herself in some kind of magic although she was unsure what kind. Abby just hoped it wasn't bad magic.
"Abby are you sure of this?" her mother kept begging her.
"Yes mom! I'm perfectly sure!"
That went on the whole week while Sophie and Joe kept bugging Sonia on how they wanted to go to. Abby had had just about enough of it until the 7th.
On the 7th of November, Sierra and Abby were at drama when Sierra remembered something.
"I saw Jeff today."
"Don't you see him every day?"
Sierra smiled. "He said something to Alex about Hogwarts. Something about Mike."
"What?"
"Yeah. Abby it's only a few more days! We leave on the 11th! Dude… I knew I'd never see Tantric in concert."
"Can't say you didn't try."
"I'll fail this school but go onto a different school. How wonderful. I'll never see Jeff again!" She looked down at her camera. "I'm takin another picture of him tomorrow –this time I'm putting a curse on the camera so the pictures move. But I'll tell Jeff about Hogwarts anyway. I wonder what his reaction will be…"
"Sierra no! Don't!"
"Oh all right. But I'm taking another picture of him."
"Fine."
Finally the 11th of November, 2001, arrived. Both Sierra and Abby were ecstatic at the fact that they were getting away from New York and all their problems.
"Yeah, Dave, I'm leaving for the rest of the school season." After talking to him for just a little bit she decided upon telling him where she was going, if he kept it a secret.
"Of course I'll keep it a secret. We're only friends."
"Only friends, rrriiiggghhhttt. AnywayZ, I'm goin to Hogwarts. It's a school for witches and wizards."
"A school for what? Isn't that stuff fake?"
"Ah only to the muggle mind. Dude, listen, I gotta go. We're leavin."
"Um, talk to ya later."
"Dave if you ever get an owl at your window with a letter in its beak or tied to its legs, then let it in. The letter's from me. It's the only way we can communicate with the human world."
"Um, okay."
"Seeya Dave."
She hung up and walked around the room gathering her stuff together.
Meanwhile, Abby was perfectly ready but getting bugged to death by Joe and Sophie.
"You promise you'll bring us back something?"
"I promise! Now leave me alone!"
"I want somethin! This isn't fair! She gets to go somewhere that we don't!"
"Shut up!" Abby yelled.
Later on, both families were waiting in the parking lot.
"We've gotta be out there in the middle at… 9:00 precisely or we don't go…"
"Why is there another truck pulling in?"
Abby and Sierra watched the dark blue GMC Jimmy park in one of the places. They were hiding behind a building when surprisingly enough, Mike hopped out of the truck.
"So this is where I'm supposed to wait for that stupid thing to take me there. Why me?"
"Oh just shut up already, Mike."
The two girls stared, shocked, as Mike spotted the other two vehicles.
"There isn't supposed to be anyone here… Wait, the note said two other students. I wonder who."
"Who knows, Mike. Great it's finally 8:59. Get out there! Quick!"
"SHUT UP JEFF!"
Sierra and Abby hurried out to the middle with their bags and stood there with Mike. He looked just as surprised as they did when the light came down and Hagrid appeared.
"All aboard for the Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"
"Yeah," Sierra muttered, staring at the ground. ~A whole rest of the school year with Mike. Oh my God I'm gonna freakin die!~
Hagrid mumbled a few words before the four of them disappeared.
"Finally," Bryant, Sierra's brother, sighed. "She's GONE!"
And so begins our story of Sierra, Abby, and Mike at the Hogwarts school. What awaits them? A totally insane filled life? We'll find out. And it's very strange…
