Hello everyone! This is my first fic I'm not embarrassed (overly so
anyways.) so I want you to be honest and brutal if the occasion arises. so
don't hold back! Don't be too mean though. .
Disclaimer: In my own world I own Harry Potter. They are real and are my slaves. I make them conquer all Christians and have them controlled to do satanic things.
Disclaimer of Disclaimer: No, I don't really own Harry Potter; and no, they are not trying to manipulate all of humankind to do evil things.
Claimer: I do own Tabitha, Laura, Sami, Principal Danton, Nate, Nate's friend, and any other new person here. If you copy I will hunt you down with my satanic Harry Potter characters. ~_o
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Tabitha looked out her window. It was very cold out, despite it being summer. She smiled as an owl came in to sight. Holding out her hand, the barn owl perched, only with much difficulty. Untying the letter Tabitha began to read.
Hey Tabby!
Hehehe, I know you hate that name, but oh well for you! So, what's up? Nothin' much here, other than Nate studying again. It's like he's a human machine, but I'm going to change the topic seeing as you'll probably get after me too, for not doing any homework yet. OH NO! Wait, did I just write that? Great, I used ink, and this is the stupid permanent kind I invented to prank people. Just perfect, I was pranked by myself. Well, at least I'm sure it's amusing you.
Tabitha laughed at this, Laura could sure be a spaz at times.
Anyway, I was asking to see if you could spend the last free week of school with me at my house. Sami already said she'd be there. So, ask your parents, and pack!
Laura
Tabitha got up and looked at her bedside clock. It read 12:30 pm.
"Wow, I think I should pay more attention to the time and a little less to my books." Tabitha commented as she half fell, half walked down the stairs.
"Watch it there sweet pea!" Her father laughed, seemingly remembering his own days of teenager awkwardness.
"Mom, is it alright if I spend the rest of the week at Laura's?" Tabitha asked quickly, trying to trick her mom into the unthinkable.
"For the rest of the week? Oh honey, we won't see you again until Christmas!" her Mom said tearfully.
"Mom. Really, I'm 15, and I swear I'll write when I'm not doing homework!" Tabitha crossed her fingers.
"Well."
"I don't see why not!" Her father interrupted, giving Tabitha a wink.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Tabitha exclaimed hugging her mother. "I'm going to go pack!" she said while exiting the room.
Picking up a pen, Tabitha wrote back to Laura.
Laura,
I can come!!! Yeah, I'll get packing, when are you going to come pick me up?
Tabitha
The owl was sent flying, but there was a sudden crash downstairs.
"I'm so sorry Mrs. Jackson!" came a familiar voice from downstairs.
Tabitha ran downstairs to see her mother, hysterical. You see, Tabitha's mom was completely muggle, and Tabitha's dad was a muggle-born wizard. Unfortunately Mrs. Jackson had never gotten use to flu powder.
"Really though, are you sure you're all right Sarah?" asked Laura's mom, while brushing off some ash.
"Yes, I think so."
Laura suddenly appeared in the fireplace.
"Hey Tabitha! I thought that I'd come and get you."
"But Laura, how did you know I could?"
"I didn't, I just figured that if we showed up your mom would pretty much have to agree." Laura grinned, giving a mischievous demeanor to her personality, not that it needed it.
"Well, I'm ready, is it alright if I go now mom?"
"What? Oh, yeah, sure honey."
"Bye!" Tabitha kissed her mom as she grabbed some flu powder.
Closing her eyes and tucking her elbows in, Tabitha felt the unfamiliar spinning feeling. Opening her eyes once again Tabitha was amazed to find herself in the Gilbert's living room.
"Whew, well, at least I got here alright."
Out popped Laura behind her.
"Come on girl!" said Laura as she practically pulled Tabitha upstairs.
Finally stopping to breath in Laura's room Tabitha noticed that some things never change. Laura's room was a right mess.
Picking her way through the half eaten sandwiches (no pun intended), assorted candies, and broken quills Tabitha finally made it to the bed.
"You know Laura,"
"Don't even start with me Tabitha, I know my rooms a mess, my mom tells me that enough."
"Sorry," Tabitha sheepishly apologized.
"That's fine, but I can't wait for Sami to come over!"
"When's she coming?"
"Tomorrow."
"Oh, well, I can't wait for school to start!"
"Only you would say that Tabitha"
"I'm not the only one, but seriously, I wonder what's so special that's happening this year,"
"Oh my gosh! Newsflash! Something is going to happen at our school, OUR school. Are you sure we're both talking about OUR school, Midwest Magic?"
You see, both Tabitha and Laura are American witches.
"Of course I am, I am a Leader after all."
Leaders were students who had exceptional promise. They would control rule breaking, very similar to Prefects.
"You and your Leaders. You really need to get a new hobby. Wait, did I just say that reading and school work wasn't enough for you to do?!?" exclaimed Laura, as she feigned fainting onto the bed.
"Ha ha, not funny! But anyways, I got this letter along with the usual list of supplies," explained Tabitha as she reached into her bag.
Dear Ms. Jackson,
We are pleased to inform you that as one of our brightest and most competent Leaders we are choosing you to participate in this years event. Under certain circumstances I regret to inform you that I cannot tell you what this exciting event is, yet I am sure our student body will be eager for it to start once they know what it is. Please owl me back if you feel that you could participate,
Sincerely,
Principal Danton
P.S. Details will be sent if you accept
"So, you said yes, right?" questioned Laura eagerly.
"Of course I did! I won't let something like this just pass through my fingers!"
"I wonder what it is."
"Well," interrupted Tabitha, "I heard about this Triwizard Tournament thingy that went on in Europe-"
"They won't try that in America Tab, it was just done. No, it's something else. Hmmmm, but I bet it's gonna be some type of competition."
"Yeah."
"Laura!"
"Yeah Nate?"
Nate was Laura's big brother. He was going to be a seventh year at Midwest Magic this year, even though he had just turned 18.
"Have you seen my socks?"
"Why would I?" Laura snapped back, going into sibling rivalry mode.
"Because idiot, you did the wash this week!" he yelled back.
"Oh, well-" It seemed as though Laura had lost this battle.
"Exactly. Go find my socks!" he shouted, doing a good impression of a drill sergeant.
"Grrr. wait here, I'll be back in a sec."
"I'll help you look!" interrupted Tabitha.
"Well, ok, but all you'll need is your nose, his sock really stink!"
After half an hour of searching both girls turned up with no luck.
"You know, you don't know how lucky you are to be an only child!"
"Everyone tells me that, but it does get really lonely."
"Ahem!"
Laura turned around to find her brother tapping his foot.
"Oh, it's just you" she stated, turning back around to continue the search.
"Just me, JUST ME! Well, hurry up anyways, I don't have any socks and me and Evan are-"
"Evan and I." Tabitha said quietly.
Unfortunately, Laura had heard, and promptly burst into giggles.
"What?" Nate questioned.
"Hehehe..nothin'.hehehe.no really.hahaha!" Laura tried.
"Oh really, just find my socks!"
"What about socks?" said a voice, seemingly from thin air.
"Nothing Evan, nothing at all, I just-"
Too late. Apparently this Evan person had to find out what was so funny.
"No, why is your sister laughing so hard?"
"Nothing at all, she just has spasms like this,"
"No, it's the fact that both Tabitha and I are searching the room for socks!"
This instantly made Tabitha burst into giggles.
Both Evan and Nate stared at them, two girls laughing hysterically, rolling on the floor holding their sides, trying to stop laughing, while one word such as 'socks' or 'and I' would start the laughing fit all over again. It was too much for the boys. Instantaneously they both said "Girls" and left the room.
A few seconds later they saw Evan and Nate outside on the makeshift basketball court in the driveway. Nate was wearing a pair of socks, however they were decorated with lace. The laughing fit commenced once again.
When they finally stopped giggling, and the pair was diminished to only the occasional hiccup, the girls walked back upstairs. An owl was waiting on the windowsill. Laura squealed in delight and charged for the bird. Tabitha rolled her eyes as the screech owl took flight in alarm. Putting her hands on her hips Laura dived for the owl. The owl dodged her flailing arms. Finally after a few minutes of exertion Laura caught the bird. Untying the letter Laura regained her composure, and her knowing smile.
"Guess who this is from!" Laura said, with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"I know, I know, it's from Nick." Tabitha answered, sounding like a droid from Star Wars. "Please don't mention him again."
"Why not? He is my boyfriend." she said, drawling on as if to make a point.
"So?"
"So, he's important to me!"
"Like I said, so? No, really I'm just kidding, but you really do go on about him a lot."
"Hmph." was all Laura replied with.
Sitting down on the bed Laura began to read. Every once in awhile Tabitha would see her eyes stopping moving across the page and she would get a goofy look on her face, then proceed to blush and begin to read again.
When Laura was done she just sat there and smiled, not bothered by the fact that she looked like a complete idiot.
"Oh really." Tabitha sighed.
"Well, I don't see you with a boyfriend!"
Tabitha rolled her eyes.
"That's because o-smart-one, I don't want one, yet."
It was Laura's turn to roll her eyes.
"Of course you do! You talk with me and Sam,"
"Sam and-"
"Yes, I meant to say me and Sam about boys all the time!"
"That's just speculation and, well, I know this may sound silly, but I just don't think any of the boys in our school are, well, to put it quaintly, not good enough for me. Wait, I know that sounds really snobby and egotistical, but you might know what I mean. All the boys at our school fit into these categories- brainy, jocks, stupid *giggle*, funny-but goof off too much, or I don't know, they just never seem right for me." Tabitha concluded.
For once in her life Laura looked partially serious. Shocked, Tabitha was almost done pinching herself when a soft object slammed into the side of her head. Looking up Tabitha saw the once again mischievous smile affixed on Laura's face.
"Pillow fight!"
Needless to say, the feathers flew.
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So, how'd you like it? Let me know, please R/R!
Disclaimer: In my own world I own Harry Potter. They are real and are my slaves. I make them conquer all Christians and have them controlled to do satanic things.
Disclaimer of Disclaimer: No, I don't really own Harry Potter; and no, they are not trying to manipulate all of humankind to do evil things.
Claimer: I do own Tabitha, Laura, Sami, Principal Danton, Nate, Nate's friend, and any other new person here. If you copy I will hunt you down with my satanic Harry Potter characters. ~_o
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Tabitha looked out her window. It was very cold out, despite it being summer. She smiled as an owl came in to sight. Holding out her hand, the barn owl perched, only with much difficulty. Untying the letter Tabitha began to read.
Hey Tabby!
Hehehe, I know you hate that name, but oh well for you! So, what's up? Nothin' much here, other than Nate studying again. It's like he's a human machine, but I'm going to change the topic seeing as you'll probably get after me too, for not doing any homework yet. OH NO! Wait, did I just write that? Great, I used ink, and this is the stupid permanent kind I invented to prank people. Just perfect, I was pranked by myself. Well, at least I'm sure it's amusing you.
Tabitha laughed at this, Laura could sure be a spaz at times.
Anyway, I was asking to see if you could spend the last free week of school with me at my house. Sami already said she'd be there. So, ask your parents, and pack!
Laura
Tabitha got up and looked at her bedside clock. It read 12:30 pm.
"Wow, I think I should pay more attention to the time and a little less to my books." Tabitha commented as she half fell, half walked down the stairs.
"Watch it there sweet pea!" Her father laughed, seemingly remembering his own days of teenager awkwardness.
"Mom, is it alright if I spend the rest of the week at Laura's?" Tabitha asked quickly, trying to trick her mom into the unthinkable.
"For the rest of the week? Oh honey, we won't see you again until Christmas!" her Mom said tearfully.
"Mom. Really, I'm 15, and I swear I'll write when I'm not doing homework!" Tabitha crossed her fingers.
"Well."
"I don't see why not!" Her father interrupted, giving Tabitha a wink.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Tabitha exclaimed hugging her mother. "I'm going to go pack!" she said while exiting the room.
Picking up a pen, Tabitha wrote back to Laura.
Laura,
I can come!!! Yeah, I'll get packing, when are you going to come pick me up?
Tabitha
The owl was sent flying, but there was a sudden crash downstairs.
"I'm so sorry Mrs. Jackson!" came a familiar voice from downstairs.
Tabitha ran downstairs to see her mother, hysterical. You see, Tabitha's mom was completely muggle, and Tabitha's dad was a muggle-born wizard. Unfortunately Mrs. Jackson had never gotten use to flu powder.
"Really though, are you sure you're all right Sarah?" asked Laura's mom, while brushing off some ash.
"Yes, I think so."
Laura suddenly appeared in the fireplace.
"Hey Tabitha! I thought that I'd come and get you."
"But Laura, how did you know I could?"
"I didn't, I just figured that if we showed up your mom would pretty much have to agree." Laura grinned, giving a mischievous demeanor to her personality, not that it needed it.
"Well, I'm ready, is it alright if I go now mom?"
"What? Oh, yeah, sure honey."
"Bye!" Tabitha kissed her mom as she grabbed some flu powder.
Closing her eyes and tucking her elbows in, Tabitha felt the unfamiliar spinning feeling. Opening her eyes once again Tabitha was amazed to find herself in the Gilbert's living room.
"Whew, well, at least I got here alright."
Out popped Laura behind her.
"Come on girl!" said Laura as she practically pulled Tabitha upstairs.
Finally stopping to breath in Laura's room Tabitha noticed that some things never change. Laura's room was a right mess.
Picking her way through the half eaten sandwiches (no pun intended), assorted candies, and broken quills Tabitha finally made it to the bed.
"You know Laura,"
"Don't even start with me Tabitha, I know my rooms a mess, my mom tells me that enough."
"Sorry," Tabitha sheepishly apologized.
"That's fine, but I can't wait for Sami to come over!"
"When's she coming?"
"Tomorrow."
"Oh, well, I can't wait for school to start!"
"Only you would say that Tabitha"
"I'm not the only one, but seriously, I wonder what's so special that's happening this year,"
"Oh my gosh! Newsflash! Something is going to happen at our school, OUR school. Are you sure we're both talking about OUR school, Midwest Magic?"
You see, both Tabitha and Laura are American witches.
"Of course I am, I am a Leader after all."
Leaders were students who had exceptional promise. They would control rule breaking, very similar to Prefects.
"You and your Leaders. You really need to get a new hobby. Wait, did I just say that reading and school work wasn't enough for you to do?!?" exclaimed Laura, as she feigned fainting onto the bed.
"Ha ha, not funny! But anyways, I got this letter along with the usual list of supplies," explained Tabitha as she reached into her bag.
Dear Ms. Jackson,
We are pleased to inform you that as one of our brightest and most competent Leaders we are choosing you to participate in this years event. Under certain circumstances I regret to inform you that I cannot tell you what this exciting event is, yet I am sure our student body will be eager for it to start once they know what it is. Please owl me back if you feel that you could participate,
Sincerely,
Principal Danton
P.S. Details will be sent if you accept
"So, you said yes, right?" questioned Laura eagerly.
"Of course I did! I won't let something like this just pass through my fingers!"
"I wonder what it is."
"Well," interrupted Tabitha, "I heard about this Triwizard Tournament thingy that went on in Europe-"
"They won't try that in America Tab, it was just done. No, it's something else. Hmmmm, but I bet it's gonna be some type of competition."
"Yeah."
"Laura!"
"Yeah Nate?"
Nate was Laura's big brother. He was going to be a seventh year at Midwest Magic this year, even though he had just turned 18.
"Have you seen my socks?"
"Why would I?" Laura snapped back, going into sibling rivalry mode.
"Because idiot, you did the wash this week!" he yelled back.
"Oh, well-" It seemed as though Laura had lost this battle.
"Exactly. Go find my socks!" he shouted, doing a good impression of a drill sergeant.
"Grrr. wait here, I'll be back in a sec."
"I'll help you look!" interrupted Tabitha.
"Well, ok, but all you'll need is your nose, his sock really stink!"
After half an hour of searching both girls turned up with no luck.
"You know, you don't know how lucky you are to be an only child!"
"Everyone tells me that, but it does get really lonely."
"Ahem!"
Laura turned around to find her brother tapping his foot.
"Oh, it's just you" she stated, turning back around to continue the search.
"Just me, JUST ME! Well, hurry up anyways, I don't have any socks and me and Evan are-"
"Evan and I." Tabitha said quietly.
Unfortunately, Laura had heard, and promptly burst into giggles.
"What?" Nate questioned.
"Hehehe..nothin'.hehehe.no really.hahaha!" Laura tried.
"Oh really, just find my socks!"
"What about socks?" said a voice, seemingly from thin air.
"Nothing Evan, nothing at all, I just-"
Too late. Apparently this Evan person had to find out what was so funny.
"No, why is your sister laughing so hard?"
"Nothing at all, she just has spasms like this,"
"No, it's the fact that both Tabitha and I are searching the room for socks!"
This instantly made Tabitha burst into giggles.
Both Evan and Nate stared at them, two girls laughing hysterically, rolling on the floor holding their sides, trying to stop laughing, while one word such as 'socks' or 'and I' would start the laughing fit all over again. It was too much for the boys. Instantaneously they both said "Girls" and left the room.
A few seconds later they saw Evan and Nate outside on the makeshift basketball court in the driveway. Nate was wearing a pair of socks, however they were decorated with lace. The laughing fit commenced once again.
When they finally stopped giggling, and the pair was diminished to only the occasional hiccup, the girls walked back upstairs. An owl was waiting on the windowsill. Laura squealed in delight and charged for the bird. Tabitha rolled her eyes as the screech owl took flight in alarm. Putting her hands on her hips Laura dived for the owl. The owl dodged her flailing arms. Finally after a few minutes of exertion Laura caught the bird. Untying the letter Laura regained her composure, and her knowing smile.
"Guess who this is from!" Laura said, with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"I know, I know, it's from Nick." Tabitha answered, sounding like a droid from Star Wars. "Please don't mention him again."
"Why not? He is my boyfriend." she said, drawling on as if to make a point.
"So?"
"So, he's important to me!"
"Like I said, so? No, really I'm just kidding, but you really do go on about him a lot."
"Hmph." was all Laura replied with.
Sitting down on the bed Laura began to read. Every once in awhile Tabitha would see her eyes stopping moving across the page and she would get a goofy look on her face, then proceed to blush and begin to read again.
When Laura was done she just sat there and smiled, not bothered by the fact that she looked like a complete idiot.
"Oh really." Tabitha sighed.
"Well, I don't see you with a boyfriend!"
Tabitha rolled her eyes.
"That's because o-smart-one, I don't want one, yet."
It was Laura's turn to roll her eyes.
"Of course you do! You talk with me and Sam,"
"Sam and-"
"Yes, I meant to say me and Sam about boys all the time!"
"That's just speculation and, well, I know this may sound silly, but I just don't think any of the boys in our school are, well, to put it quaintly, not good enough for me. Wait, I know that sounds really snobby and egotistical, but you might know what I mean. All the boys at our school fit into these categories- brainy, jocks, stupid *giggle*, funny-but goof off too much, or I don't know, they just never seem right for me." Tabitha concluded.
For once in her life Laura looked partially serious. Shocked, Tabitha was almost done pinching herself when a soft object slammed into the side of her head. Looking up Tabitha saw the once again mischievous smile affixed on Laura's face.
"Pillow fight!"
Needless to say, the feathers flew.
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So, how'd you like it? Let me know, please R/R!