DO YOU THINK I OWN HARRY POTTER?

I thought not!

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Egg's sounded good right now, just as long as she was not the egg. Winning is what matter, a fellow runner with dark gray eyes, helped her up. She knew at the time that accepting help was against her morals but, now and again it should not kill her. Or at least she hoped. She would have to find the grayed-eyed man later and thank him. "Run, legs, come on please, faster. One, One, One," She thought to keep her feet running. Red tape and Scot no where in sight. The tape was not broken. She thought he passed her a while ago but maybe, it was only a few seconds. It felt like forever. Red tape I'm there. Then jutting out, a red sneaker, a stumble, then she recovers. "Phew, I beat him. Finally," Amanda thought relieved. Then she looked at the I-max screen. Scot was holding her hand up in the air.

"I would like to make an announcement," Scot said loudly, the crowd quieted.

"What is this," Amanda thought "I beat him, what is this."

"I have a major business announcement!" Scot said smiling "As you know Piper Industries and Parker incorporated are some of the strongest hydraulic fitting plants in the world. Today with my new partner Amanda Sydney I would like to announce the joining together of our company to form P2, P squared!"

"What?" Amanda said shooken out of her thoughts, "Ha Ha," Amanda laughed, "I know that runner's high can be pretty powerful, but it would never make anyone sound as silly as you do now."

"Runner's high only effect your body, not your mind." Scot retorted.

"No, it can effect you mind too. But, when your only exercise is running to the copier then it might have a different effect. But, I would not know." Amanda said looking like she was ponder the fact. "Nice Aprils Fools Joke though," She said patting his shoulder "a little late this year, but I must admit this is one of the funniest things you've done in years" Before Scot could respond Amanda continued her interjection. "But before you, go I shall say we would like to thank you for your kind support. Not only do Scot and I thank you for you for your support of this race. But the International Red Cross thanks you as well for your generous donations. Thanks again and have a good day!" Amanda said smiling it was all over.

"It's not over Sydney." Scot thought bitterly, "Its not over."

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"Hum, nicely handled." Starli thought to herself as she turned off the TV. And walked around the oval, granite tables, looking her at her customer straight in the eye.

"She's good." Starli said with a hint of personal satisfaction.

"She might do something." He said seriously, "I expect those wand's to be on my deck tomorrow morning."

"But, of course." Starli replied with one of her sly smiles.

"I might want to meet that girl." He mumbled in a voice that he thought that Starli could not hear. And then walked out of the room, the light fabric of white curtain shook.

This most important customer always wore a different mask. This should concern Starli, but it did not. What did concern her was this man uncertainly. He was always sure. He did give Amanda a compliment when he said that she might do well, however his last response left her with an erry feeling. He would never do anything bad to Amanda right. He would never.no she would not think about that. But he hates muggles, this just, does not fit.

She walked to the safe in the white cloth walls. "I can't believe that he is so so." She could not think of the words. This wand, these wands that he wanted were her special brand of wand. Each core had been dipped in unicorns' blood. This made the wand indestructible and should not be placed in the wrong hands. If it went in the wrong or even the right hand, these wands were meant for highly trained wizards, no some rouge students. She held out the wand like a fan, one more powerful then the next. When the blood seeped into the wood it created the most potent spells. She did not want to think about what was going to be done with these wands. She knew that she must go home and rest. But first she must stop at Studio 65, she always came there when she was in New York; even if it was for only a drink.

******************** The electric darkness of the smoky nightclub allured many of the rich and famous American teens. She enjoyed that the darkness showed everything. Grabbing a seat at the pink florescent lighted bar, men all around her stared at her metallic blue dress clung to her curves and the rips of the top of the one sleeve wonder showed just enough cleavage to make any man horny.

"One blue Martini." Starli said deeply as she ate the strawberries off the bartender's revolver.

"Ah, my strawberry girl," smiled the handsome bartender. "Last time you came we ran out of strawberry, um?" he said winking his dark brown eye. Her crystalline blue eye winked back as he slide the drink down the table.

"Thanks Matthew, you always know how to treat the us lady's right."

"Your welcome Starli," He said as he moved down the line of his impatient, plainer customers.

"Ah, just the prefect place to thing about nothing," Starli said to herself absorbing the rich foggy atmosphere as the liquor absorbed in to her tall slightly hourglass body. Just as she was finding some inner-peace she felt the hairs on her neck prick up. Someone or someone's was behind her.

"Hey cutie what ya doing here with out your daddy." Said an obese, drunken businessman.

Do I look like I need a daddy, Starli thought. Now of course we are in America they maybe be trying to say pimp daddy.

"How about we go some place more comfortable?" Another man suggested as he slid in on her other side and placed his arm around her.

Starli was used to men hitting on her. She did not mind, actually she enjoyed the attention as any girl would.

"Hey sweet checks, do you like cream with your peaches?" The businessman on the right tempted her with his drunken slurring.

"I rather have strawberries and creme fresh thank you very much." Starli replied as politely as she could.

"She's cool," the other man replied "she has strawberries!" He said in a stupid slumber

"Come on girly lets check out your strawberries," The heavy set man implied.

Starli temper quickened. She had enough of the drunken Americans and pulled out her wand.

"Ampipious morphious." Starli said pointing her wand at the bigger man on the left and then moving on to the man on her right.

As Starli walked out of the bar she could hear two frogs ripped at her.

Sorry for long time no write! With finals now over I can write more, however, I have a little problem. With "The Order of the Phoenix" coming out today I'm kind of in a predicament. Until I read it of course. Because if I don't read it I may infringe o some copyright laws, Ya know? But anyway thanks Heath 999, silentC and CheenaiChica!

P.s. If this is getting beyond PG-13 let me know! Please review!