It was three days before the return to Hogwarts. With everybody prepared
and done shopping and stuff, everybody felt excitement and tension.
"Guys, just to let you know, the Smart girls are coming today!" Mrs. Weasley said, trying to get people to speak again.
"Oh god! The three uglies!" George said. Mrs. Weasley frowned. "Now what gave you that idea!" She said. George just snorted. It was in the afternoon when they arrived. They didn't even bother ringing the doorbell, since Mr. And Mrs. Smart knew what happened with old Mrs. Black. But soon Hermione screamed, and Harry and Ron ran for her and Ginny's room. "Hermione, Hermio-" Ron said, but stopped when he saw the three girls standing at the door. The oldest had blonde flipped out hair, a small frame, she looked quite little. The middlest, well she wasn't as skinny as the older one, but she wasn't quite fat either, just right, and she had dirty blonde hair that made ringlets at the end, that she hang over her shoulders. The youngest had a ponytail that was dirty blonde, and a chubby face.
"Hi." Harry said, adjusting his glasses. "Who are you guys?"
"Duh Harry, these are Mr. And Mrs. Smart's girls. Where have you been living?" Hermione said. "Sorry but you guys just surprised me.I mean, your sleeping in here! There's only a bunk bed! Only two of you can stay!"
"Excuse me, but I need ONE bed, I must have my beauty sleep, I mean hello, what the he-" The oldest one began, but the middle one nudged her.
"Liz, stop it! This isn't our house, we aren't the center of the world here, just remember that! You can't be queen!" The middle girl said scowling.
"Ehrm.somebody could sleep-" Ron began, but was cut off by an eager Liz.
"In your room! Goody! Now the decision is, who." Liz said, and sat on her giant suitcase, apparently thinking.
"I was going to say floor." Ron added, turning red. Harry just shrugged.
"Christine! Oh Christine, how would you like to stay with the boys!" Liz said, acting sweet.
"No! No! No! I don't care how much of a boy you say I am! I don't wanna!" Christine exclaimed, then stuck out her tongue at Liz.
"Oh my god Christine you are SUCH a brat! Jen? Please? Hello, you know I can't go sleeping in boys rooms, I have my things to do." Liz began, but Jen cut her off.
"Yeah, you bombard the room for two hours, god fine Liz, whatever you say, Miss Queen. I know you want to get your way." Jen said. She stormed off in the other direction, but after realizing she didn't know where she was going, she turned around, looked at Ron and Harry, and exclaimed "Where exactly is this room?"
"Uh.follow us." Harry said, and he led the way to his room. They only had bunk beds also, and they were giving each other questioning looks.
"Sorry about Liz, she's a brat, but there's nothing we can do to change her. Me and mom used to try all the time." Jen said, trying to strike up conversation.
"Ehrm.right." Ron said, and he looked oddly at Harry.
"Well then, this is our room." Harry said, and he gestured to a small room. It had a set of bunk beds and a blank picture on the wall.
"Oh its so.lovely. Where should I sleep? I'll take the uhm.floor." Jen said, fidgeting with her hands.
"No, no, you're a girl so us gentlemen must give you a bed." Ron said, looking flustered.
"So what if I'm a girl! I sleep on the floor all the time at ho-" She broke off, and began looking a bit homesick.
"Home? Well, whatever suits you." Harry said. He certainly wasn't going to be intimidated by this witch that was sleeping in his room.
"Yes home, god, you don't need to rub it in that I'm stuck in properville. Its not like I want to be here! I miss Pennsylvania, and I especially miss Nikki!" Jen said, then she sat down on one of the beds.
"You know what, that's great." Harry said, managing a fake smile.
"You can leave if you want." Jen said, looking blankly at Harry.
"Uh.no.no thanks." Ron said. Harry glanced at Ron but guessed that he was just being polite.
"Sure, sure. Well.whats this school? Hogwits?" Jen said, trying to midly look interested.
"HogWARTS." Harry said, getting mad. "Best dang school I ever went to, I'll tell you, so.so.so."
"Harry, calm down. She's new around here. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Ron said, acting like he was macho because he could tell Jen something that he could roll off the top of his head. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Riiiight." Jen said. "Well."
"Where did you go to school at? Muggle school?" Harry asked, acting smart.
"Goodness gracious no! I went to Miss Eyekisses School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Why?" Jen said. "Trying to call me a muggle. I have to say, muggles are fine people. Why, because I know some."
"Oh sorry, didn't mean to spark anything there." Harry said, and he started laughing.
"Okay, lets start over. I'm Jen. I am a sixth year at Miss Eyekisses, though she has sent a letter to.Hogwarts and uhm.transferred me, but uh.I love ghetto stuff. Blackness. I mean not GOTHIC but black people things. That's what my dad calls it, but hey, I wish that I was black. I mean did I just say that. I only tell Liz that." Jen said, and flushed red.
"Hey, usually I only see Ron that color!" Harry said, pointing to her cheeks. Ron stepped on Harry's foot. "Oww Ron! God sorry I didn't mean any harm Ron. Jeez."
"Oh that's so great. Anyway, yeah. I'm out of things to say! I guess I'm gonna go.Liz!" Jen said, blushing even brighter red.
Liz came running in. Harry just noticed that the two girls were both wearing skimpy tops. He couldn't tell why. They both were small chested, and for that age, it made them look younger. Hermione wasn't that small chested. She wasn't that big either. Harry shook his head to get his mind off the topic of breasts. Hello, all woman had them, look at Mrs. Weasley! Skimpy shorts too. Wait no!
"Can you drag my suitcases in here?" Jen asked Liz.
"Uh, hello? Drying nails!" Liz said, waving her nails around.
"Uh hello? Conversationalizing!" Jen said, giving a quick, stern look at Ron and Harry.
"Uh yeah, we're talking. Please?" Ron said, smiling.
"God, ya can't resist guys can ya Liz. Fine." Liz said. She seemed like she was talking to herself.
After Liz left, Harry spoke up. "Does she.talk to herself?"
"Oh yeah, all the time. No duh! She was talking to you. Its called flirting! That's what Liz does all the time." Jen said. Just then a little girl came running in. "Samarah!"
"Jen!" Samarah exclaimed, then jumped on Jen's lap. Samarah was seven years old, but didn't quite act like it.
"Well.guys. Whats your names anyway?" Jen asked.
"I'm Ron." Ron said, his bright red hair seemed to stick straight off of his head.
"And I'm Har-" Harry began.
"Harry Potter!" Samarah screamed. "I seen you in a book! It was called He Survived. Right Jen?"
"Right Samarah." Jen said, then gave Samarah a high five. "Now go find Aunt Shirley!" Samarah ran out of the room, looking for Aunt Shirley.
"Uh." Ron began, but was cut off by a popping sound.
Fred and George stood in front of Ron and Harry.
"Do you mind! We have guests guys!" Ron said. They turned around and stared at Jen.
"Since when do you get girls that look like this." George asked Ron, tilting his head slightly.
"Girls like this! Girls like this! Oh my god!" Jen yelled. She stormed out the room, only to backup back into the room by Liz pushing a trunk.
"And girls like these! Whoo! You got something going for ya then!" Fred added. He winked and Ron, who turned red from total embarressment.
"Fred, George.this is.uhm this is Jen and Liz Smart." Ron said. He put on the best smile he could. Fred and George's faces fell. Their mouths gaped open.
"Oh, hello." Fred said. George apparated. Fred was there alone. "Bye." He squeaked, and apparated not long after George.
What a great way for the Smart girls to meet them.
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Authors Note: Good chapter? I don't know.I am kind of shaky about the whole story. Please review. Right now, I am going to go to bed. Its 10:33, and I have a dentist appointment 7:30 in the morning (damn braces.)
"Guys, just to let you know, the Smart girls are coming today!" Mrs. Weasley said, trying to get people to speak again.
"Oh god! The three uglies!" George said. Mrs. Weasley frowned. "Now what gave you that idea!" She said. George just snorted. It was in the afternoon when they arrived. They didn't even bother ringing the doorbell, since Mr. And Mrs. Smart knew what happened with old Mrs. Black. But soon Hermione screamed, and Harry and Ron ran for her and Ginny's room. "Hermione, Hermio-" Ron said, but stopped when he saw the three girls standing at the door. The oldest had blonde flipped out hair, a small frame, she looked quite little. The middlest, well she wasn't as skinny as the older one, but she wasn't quite fat either, just right, and she had dirty blonde hair that made ringlets at the end, that she hang over her shoulders. The youngest had a ponytail that was dirty blonde, and a chubby face.
"Hi." Harry said, adjusting his glasses. "Who are you guys?"
"Duh Harry, these are Mr. And Mrs. Smart's girls. Where have you been living?" Hermione said. "Sorry but you guys just surprised me.I mean, your sleeping in here! There's only a bunk bed! Only two of you can stay!"
"Excuse me, but I need ONE bed, I must have my beauty sleep, I mean hello, what the he-" The oldest one began, but the middle one nudged her.
"Liz, stop it! This isn't our house, we aren't the center of the world here, just remember that! You can't be queen!" The middle girl said scowling.
"Ehrm.somebody could sleep-" Ron began, but was cut off by an eager Liz.
"In your room! Goody! Now the decision is, who." Liz said, and sat on her giant suitcase, apparently thinking.
"I was going to say floor." Ron added, turning red. Harry just shrugged.
"Christine! Oh Christine, how would you like to stay with the boys!" Liz said, acting sweet.
"No! No! No! I don't care how much of a boy you say I am! I don't wanna!" Christine exclaimed, then stuck out her tongue at Liz.
"Oh my god Christine you are SUCH a brat! Jen? Please? Hello, you know I can't go sleeping in boys rooms, I have my things to do." Liz began, but Jen cut her off.
"Yeah, you bombard the room for two hours, god fine Liz, whatever you say, Miss Queen. I know you want to get your way." Jen said. She stormed off in the other direction, but after realizing she didn't know where she was going, she turned around, looked at Ron and Harry, and exclaimed "Where exactly is this room?"
"Uh.follow us." Harry said, and he led the way to his room. They only had bunk beds also, and they were giving each other questioning looks.
"Sorry about Liz, she's a brat, but there's nothing we can do to change her. Me and mom used to try all the time." Jen said, trying to strike up conversation.
"Ehrm.right." Ron said, and he looked oddly at Harry.
"Well then, this is our room." Harry said, and he gestured to a small room. It had a set of bunk beds and a blank picture on the wall.
"Oh its so.lovely. Where should I sleep? I'll take the uhm.floor." Jen said, fidgeting with her hands.
"No, no, you're a girl so us gentlemen must give you a bed." Ron said, looking flustered.
"So what if I'm a girl! I sleep on the floor all the time at ho-" She broke off, and began looking a bit homesick.
"Home? Well, whatever suits you." Harry said. He certainly wasn't going to be intimidated by this witch that was sleeping in his room.
"Yes home, god, you don't need to rub it in that I'm stuck in properville. Its not like I want to be here! I miss Pennsylvania, and I especially miss Nikki!" Jen said, then she sat down on one of the beds.
"You know what, that's great." Harry said, managing a fake smile.
"You can leave if you want." Jen said, looking blankly at Harry.
"Uh.no.no thanks." Ron said. Harry glanced at Ron but guessed that he was just being polite.
"Sure, sure. Well.whats this school? Hogwits?" Jen said, trying to midly look interested.
"HogWARTS." Harry said, getting mad. "Best dang school I ever went to, I'll tell you, so.so.so."
"Harry, calm down. She's new around here. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Ron said, acting like he was macho because he could tell Jen something that he could roll off the top of his head. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Riiiight." Jen said. "Well."
"Where did you go to school at? Muggle school?" Harry asked, acting smart.
"Goodness gracious no! I went to Miss Eyekisses School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Why?" Jen said. "Trying to call me a muggle. I have to say, muggles are fine people. Why, because I know some."
"Oh sorry, didn't mean to spark anything there." Harry said, and he started laughing.
"Okay, lets start over. I'm Jen. I am a sixth year at Miss Eyekisses, though she has sent a letter to.Hogwarts and uhm.transferred me, but uh.I love ghetto stuff. Blackness. I mean not GOTHIC but black people things. That's what my dad calls it, but hey, I wish that I was black. I mean did I just say that. I only tell Liz that." Jen said, and flushed red.
"Hey, usually I only see Ron that color!" Harry said, pointing to her cheeks. Ron stepped on Harry's foot. "Oww Ron! God sorry I didn't mean any harm Ron. Jeez."
"Oh that's so great. Anyway, yeah. I'm out of things to say! I guess I'm gonna go.Liz!" Jen said, blushing even brighter red.
Liz came running in. Harry just noticed that the two girls were both wearing skimpy tops. He couldn't tell why. They both were small chested, and for that age, it made them look younger. Hermione wasn't that small chested. She wasn't that big either. Harry shook his head to get his mind off the topic of breasts. Hello, all woman had them, look at Mrs. Weasley! Skimpy shorts too. Wait no!
"Can you drag my suitcases in here?" Jen asked Liz.
"Uh, hello? Drying nails!" Liz said, waving her nails around.
"Uh hello? Conversationalizing!" Jen said, giving a quick, stern look at Ron and Harry.
"Uh yeah, we're talking. Please?" Ron said, smiling.
"God, ya can't resist guys can ya Liz. Fine." Liz said. She seemed like she was talking to herself.
After Liz left, Harry spoke up. "Does she.talk to herself?"
"Oh yeah, all the time. No duh! She was talking to you. Its called flirting! That's what Liz does all the time." Jen said. Just then a little girl came running in. "Samarah!"
"Jen!" Samarah exclaimed, then jumped on Jen's lap. Samarah was seven years old, but didn't quite act like it.
"Well.guys. Whats your names anyway?" Jen asked.
"I'm Ron." Ron said, his bright red hair seemed to stick straight off of his head.
"And I'm Har-" Harry began.
"Harry Potter!" Samarah screamed. "I seen you in a book! It was called He Survived. Right Jen?"
"Right Samarah." Jen said, then gave Samarah a high five. "Now go find Aunt Shirley!" Samarah ran out of the room, looking for Aunt Shirley.
"Uh." Ron began, but was cut off by a popping sound.
Fred and George stood in front of Ron and Harry.
"Do you mind! We have guests guys!" Ron said. They turned around and stared at Jen.
"Since when do you get girls that look like this." George asked Ron, tilting his head slightly.
"Girls like this! Girls like this! Oh my god!" Jen yelled. She stormed out the room, only to backup back into the room by Liz pushing a trunk.
"And girls like these! Whoo! You got something going for ya then!" Fred added. He winked and Ron, who turned red from total embarressment.
"Fred, George.this is.uhm this is Jen and Liz Smart." Ron said. He put on the best smile he could. Fred and George's faces fell. Their mouths gaped open.
"Oh, hello." Fred said. George apparated. Fred was there alone. "Bye." He squeaked, and apparated not long after George.
What a great way for the Smart girls to meet them.
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Authors Note: Good chapter? I don't know.I am kind of shaky about the whole story. Please review. Right now, I am going to go to bed. Its 10:33, and I have a dentist appointment 7:30 in the morning (damn braces.)