Princess Amara swept her fingers though her hair and stepped out into the bitter day. It was cold but bearable. She'd be going back to school the next day; she wanted this to last forever. She hated school, every bullied her and called her "Your Majesty" but she didn't dare complain. They were cruel but they were strong and influential.

"Amara Windsor!" said a voice scolding. Amara looked up. "You might get a cold, wrap up!" said a maid that always seemed to be lurking around, just to give her hell. Amara grabbed her coat, thanked her and ran down to the river flowing by the huge manor. She bent down by the river, and looked at her reflection. "I don't want to go! I'll run away!!" she said firmly, with passion. She splashed her hand at her reflection in a wavy manor.

She stood up. The water seemed to be rising with her, gently sloshing against her feet. Soon, it swirled around her knees. She cried out but the water seemed to be only seen by her. It engulfed her neck. "This is it…. At least I don't have to go back!" she said in a strangled whisper. The water covered her head, and disappeared, taking her along with it.

***

She fell with a thump and a strangled cry. "Ouch! Where am I?" she said to herself. "I'm not wet! Weird…" she rubbed her head and got up. "Hello? Hello…" she called, her voice echoing back to her, making her realise how desperate she sounded. She shook her head, wiping the long Kimono she had been wearing, which looked a lot like robes, except for being flowery.

"Hmm… Okay, Let me see… I was outside, wishing I didn't have to go to school…then all of a sudden there was this water surrounding me…and I landed here. Too much sugar and caffeine" she ran her fingers through her hair again. "Help? Is anybody here?" she called. Suddenly she shrieked as a white form glided through the wall. "Who…who're you?" the white form took the shape of a small man. It grinned at her and looked upside-down at her. "Naughty, naughty! What're you doing here a day early?"

"S-s-s-sorry! I... I... kind of got lost!" she stuttered. "Who are you?" It stuck a hand out at her, and removed it as she went to shake it. He drew himself up to look important. "Peeves, resident Poltergeist at Hogwarts" he said importantly. "Wow! A poltergeist! Can you move things around?" Peeves rolled his eyes and disappeared. She shrieked again as the carpet was pulled from under her. She then felt her hair being pulled, and then something took her glasses. She fell backwards and into a cupboard, where the door was shut.

"Peeves, what are you doing at that cupboard?" said an irritated voice at the other side of the door. Amara took her chance. "Let me OUT OF HERE! ArgH!" she screamed in anger. The door rattled, and a voice shouted "Alohomora!" Bright light hurt her poor eyes, and someone reached out a hand to help her out. She squinted up as her glasses were pressed into her hands.

"Thanks very much, but where am I?" she asked her saviour, pushing her glasses on. "Dear me, girl, don't you know?" Amara shook her head at the woman who was leading her. She had bright blue eyes and sleek black hair. She was vaguely reminded of a giant raven. "You are at the school of Hogwarts. The only way you could have got here was by magic, making you a witch," said the woman joyfully. Amara frowned at her. "Magic, whatever do you mean? And what do you mean that I'm a witch?" The woman stopped. "Best left to someone with more expertise… My name is Professor Astra. Come on, I'll get someone to explain to you!"

"Sherbet Lemon" she said to a stone gargoyle. Amara gasped as is shifted out of their way. "Come on, in!" she beckoned to the puzzled girl. Amara shrugged and stepped down.

***

"Wow!" said Amara, looking at the busy street around her. "This is Diagon Alley?" Hagrid beside her nodded. "Yep! Come on" she walked beside him, doing a kind of quickstep to keep up. People around her were rushing at the last minute. Hagrid walked into a large shop full of robes. A woman immediately bustled up to her, pushing her into a room where another girl was standing with her arms outstretched and lifting her onto a tall stool.

"Hello!" she said nervously.

"Hi! Are you going to Hogwarts this year?" Amara sighed in relief that she wasn't recognised. "Yeah…does everyone drop out of the sky?" she asked. The girl, with bushy brown hair and smiling eyes laughed. "You must have been really unhappy! That's what happens muggles who are put under so much pressure that magic is forced out of them to help them. All muggles have it dormant somewhere, but only those who are strong enough to use it become witches or wizards. Most of their children are born with the ability to use it, except the odd one"

"So, were you born a witch?" the girl shook her head. "No, both my parents are dentists. My name's Hermoine Granger"

-And now it's time to leave it to Kat!-

Kat: Well? Do the Trio approve?

Harry: Who's Professor Astra?

Kat: Shut uuup. Now there's two astronomy teachers, get used to it.

Hermione: How do eyes smile?

Kat: Oh hush you.

Ron: Why do you ask if you'll only hear good things about it?

Kat: *silent glare*

All three: *nervous laugh* Love it!