A/N: I own everyone!! And i'm rich, so just go ahead and sue me!! MWAHAHAHA!!.....just kidding..
Well, sorry I haven't updated in like, a year, but that's ok! I found the disket for this story and started to write again. There's alot of talking in here, but thats ok.
Ordana Goes to Hogwarts
Chapter 3~Common Interests
"Hermione!" Harry yelped. "What are you doing here?? What happened to your hair?"
"Woh...Harry..slow down."
"Sorry..I just didn't expect to see you here. What happened to your hair?!?!" Harry seemed very confused, but Hermione just laughed at him.
"It was my mom's idea. I don't know why..I think she's haveing a mid-life crisis or something. She dyed her own hair and said I would look good with it too. Personally, I hate it."
"Well...it IS different... Why did you let her do that..."
"I didn't. She just droped me off at some beauty parlor and told them to do what would look good on me...I think they should all be sent off to the loony farm.."
"Who should get sent off??" Hermione jumped at the voice behide her that had come from Ordana. "Nice hair."
"Who are you??" Hermione asked.
"Oh." Harry piped up. "This is my..er..how are we related??"
"Sort of like cousins..your uncle is my uncle..."
"Really. Harry, how come you didn't tell me you had another cousin." Hermonie said, then leaned over to wisper in his ear. "She's not like your other cousin, is she??"
"I heard that! And no I'm not. I can't stand that little ass. Speaking of him, it's time to go back to the HellHole. You ready to leave or do you wanna stay a while??"
"Could we stay a while. Oh, and by the way, this is Hermione. She's a friend from school."
"So..you go to that St. Briget something or another too?"
"What?"
"Oh yeah.." Harry stammered. "I forgot about that part..."
"Don't worry about." Ordana said. "I pretty much figured out that your not some criminal insane nut. Trust me, I would know..."
"Oh ok..."
"But where do you guys go to school anyways?"
Harry looked over to Hermione, hopeing for some advise, but she looked just as bafuled. How could you explain to a Muggle that you went to a school of Witchcraft?
"Umm..well.." Harry started. "I don't know if you'll know how to understand this or not.."
"Harry!" Ordana snaped, "spit it out you dork"
"Don't call me a dork."
"Well, it can't be something that difficult to say"
"We go to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry"
"No shit dude"
"Ok Ordana, don't freak out now." Hermione said.
"Who's freaked? I just couldn't believe that you actually have schools for that here."
"Wha..." Harry looked dumbfounded. "So..your not..weirded out or anything?"
"Na, I'm a witch my self. Have been fo the last few years. Only problem is back in the States, everyone freaks out if they find out. It's cool that you have schools here though. Makes me want to stay. Sigh" Ordana looks at the two of them. "What? Only Brits can be witch's?"
"No.." Hermione starts. "It's just, we didn't think anyone from the Dursely's family would be a witch!"
"Hey!" Ordana yelled, "I'm only related to those people by marrage, no blood. Thank Goddess to, I'd freak if I were. Well, anyway, we better go now, it's starting to get dark." Ordana yawns. "Man! How long will it take me to get use to your stupid time zone?"
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Ok Ok Ok! Very lame, but I can't figure out what to do next! There's alot of talking, but thats the only way I can get everything out in this one. I have big plans for the rest of the story, I just have to get there, so give me some time, K? Kool! Love all of you who kept checking in on this. *smack* Don't forget to review!!!
~Meg
Well, sorry I haven't updated in like, a year, but that's ok! I found the disket for this story and started to write again. There's alot of talking in here, but thats ok.
Ordana Goes to Hogwarts
Chapter 3~Common Interests
"Hermione!" Harry yelped. "What are you doing here?? What happened to your hair?"
"Woh...Harry..slow down."
"Sorry..I just didn't expect to see you here. What happened to your hair?!?!" Harry seemed very confused, but Hermione just laughed at him.
"It was my mom's idea. I don't know why..I think she's haveing a mid-life crisis or something. She dyed her own hair and said I would look good with it too. Personally, I hate it."
"Well...it IS different... Why did you let her do that..."
"I didn't. She just droped me off at some beauty parlor and told them to do what would look good on me...I think they should all be sent off to the loony farm.."
"Who should get sent off??" Hermione jumped at the voice behide her that had come from Ordana. "Nice hair."
"Who are you??" Hermione asked.
"Oh." Harry piped up. "This is my..er..how are we related??"
"Sort of like cousins..your uncle is my uncle..."
"Really. Harry, how come you didn't tell me you had another cousin." Hermonie said, then leaned over to wisper in his ear. "She's not like your other cousin, is she??"
"I heard that! And no I'm not. I can't stand that little ass. Speaking of him, it's time to go back to the HellHole. You ready to leave or do you wanna stay a while??"
"Could we stay a while. Oh, and by the way, this is Hermione. She's a friend from school."
"So..you go to that St. Briget something or another too?"
"What?"
"Oh yeah.." Harry stammered. "I forgot about that part..."
"Don't worry about." Ordana said. "I pretty much figured out that your not some criminal insane nut. Trust me, I would know..."
"Oh ok..."
"But where do you guys go to school anyways?"
Harry looked over to Hermione, hopeing for some advise, but she looked just as bafuled. How could you explain to a Muggle that you went to a school of Witchcraft?
"Umm..well.." Harry started. "I don't know if you'll know how to understand this or not.."
"Harry!" Ordana snaped, "spit it out you dork"
"Don't call me a dork."
"Well, it can't be something that difficult to say"
"We go to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry"
"No shit dude"
"Ok Ordana, don't freak out now." Hermione said.
"Who's freaked? I just couldn't believe that you actually have schools for that here."
"Wha..." Harry looked dumbfounded. "So..your not..weirded out or anything?"
"Na, I'm a witch my self. Have been fo the last few years. Only problem is back in the States, everyone freaks out if they find out. It's cool that you have schools here though. Makes me want to stay. Sigh" Ordana looks at the two of them. "What? Only Brits can be witch's?"
"No.." Hermione starts. "It's just, we didn't think anyone from the Dursely's family would be a witch!"
"Hey!" Ordana yelled, "I'm only related to those people by marrage, no blood. Thank Goddess to, I'd freak if I were. Well, anyway, we better go now, it's starting to get dark." Ordana yawns. "Man! How long will it take me to get use to your stupid time zone?"
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Ok Ok Ok! Very lame, but I can't figure out what to do next! There's alot of talking, but thats the only way I can get everything out in this one. I have big plans for the rest of the story, I just have to get there, so give me some time, K? Kool! Love all of you who kept checking in on this. *smack* Don't forget to review!!!
~Meg