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"So wait...Why are we here?" A boy named Ron Weasley asked.
"Ron, I''ve told you a million times! Why do you have to keep asking?" A girl, Hermione Granger, answered annoyed. Ron had asked the same question 16 times since breakfast.
"So, Harry, why are we here?" Ron muttered under his breath to his friend, (who as I''m sure you all know is none other than) Harry Potter.
Harry hit him on the back of the head.
"Ow! What was that for?" Ron said rubbing his head.
"Ron. You know we''re here because of those strange letters we got," Harry said with exasperation.
Ron smiled, "Oh! Is that why we''re here? Thanks for telling me," He made a face at Hermione.
Harry and Hermione rolled their eyes.
The three friends were standing in front of a door with untold secrets behind it. They had a received mysterious letters inviting them to come and see whatever was behind the door. Little did they know what they would be up against.
Suddenly, from behind them the could hear a sneering voice.
"Oh look. A potty and his weasel," It said. Two dumb laughs could be heard.
Ron's face turned a color only rivaled by his hair.
"Shut up Malfoy," Hermione scoffed.
Ron muttered something indistinct about a bouncing ferret and Malfoy turned an unusual color of pink. Harry smothered a laugh.
From behind the door a voice could be heard saying in a dark and intimidating way, "Harry Potter. Enter now."