Icy contently hummed to herself. She was in a lot of trouble, for fighting, so she was missing her Algebra class. It was just as well; she hadn't bothered with the homework. Icy hadn't been in trouble very often- even with her problem lately with turning in homework late, she had only had two detentions in her life, both for being late to class.

                        "What can I do for you, Icy?" The secretary smiled pleasantly as her as she entered the office.

                        "I have to see the principal, ma'am." Icy said, smiling with a just as sweet smile. A confused look crossed the young woman's face, but she spoke.

                        "Well, have a seat in his office. He'll be with you in a moment,"

                        "Okay, thanks." Icy smiled and pulled the door open. She entered the room and shut the door behind her and dropped carelessly into a chair.

                                                                                                ***

                        Ducky smiled to herself, slightly foolishly, as she walked into the office.

                        "Koralynn, hello." The secretary smiled at her, "What can I do for you?"

                        "I have to see the principal, ma'am." Ducky said the exact thing Icy had just a couple of minutes ago.

                        "Odd," the woman muttered, "Well, have a seat in his office and he'll be with you in a moment,"

                        "Thanks," Ducky said, and entered the room contently.

                        "Hello," Icy said lazily, glancing at her friend, "Why are you here?"

                        "Blake kissed me," Ducky said happily, sitting in a chair, "He's so sweet and stuff,"

                        "Sweet and stuff? Right," Icy shook her head. Ducky sat gleefully for about 30 seconds before she realized something.

            "Wait- what are you doing in here?!?" Ducky stared at her friend in shock.

            "In trouble for fighting." Icy shrugged as if it was normal.

            "You? FIGHTING? With who?" Ducky looked at her in disbelief.

            "Otoron," said Icy casually.

            "Well… I guess that explains your I guess that explains your black eye…" Ducky said uncertainly, "But fighting? Icy, that's not like you. You're a dreamer, not a fighter!"

            "I couldn't take it. I'm sick of being made fun of just because my Algebra grades, and because I don't dress, ahem, showy, or because I act differently then them. He was making fun of my grades again. Just because have trouble figuring out stupid numbers doesn't mean that I'm stupid," Icy growled. Ducky, realizing that this had become a sore spot for her friend, didn't speak.

            "Well. This is fun," Ducky said after several minutes of silence. Icy let a smile steal her features.

            "Yeah. Where do you think he went?" Icy asked.

            "Right here," The principal stepped in the room, another man following him.

            "Anyway, I've already talked to Mr. Schaller, and I will simply issue a detention for each. However, my friend Albus, would like to speak to you," The principal said.

            Icy and Ducky glanced at each other. "Er… Alright,"

            "I do believe you both are quite interested in magic?" The man, Albus, asked in a British accent. 

            "Yeah," Icy responded automatically.

            "And I do believe, Koralynn, that you are being home schooled in that aspect?" He asked.

            Ducky had a dubious expression across her face, before realization kicked in.

            "Wait! I know who you are! My parents went to school there! I'm so stupid! Yeah, I am being home schooled," Ducky said, grinning. Icy sat perplexed.

            "What…?" She managed to ask.

            "Ah, Miss Vhikers. This will be very confusing for you. My dear, to put it simply, you are a witch. For whatever reason you didn't appear on the Hogwarts list, nor on any of the American school until about a week ago," Albus said.

            Icy rolled here eyes. "You have to be kidding me. What kind of joke is this?"

            "I'm not," Albus said, taken aback, "You are a witch, and you do indeed need to go to a magical school,"

            "You expect me to believe some crackpot joke that I'm a witch? Sure, I believe in it, but things like that don't happen to typical everyday kids like me," Icy said bluntly.

            "Well," Albus said startled, "This is harder then I thought. I would have expected you of all people would accept this,"

            "Icy, he's not joking," Ducky said smiling, "You're a witch. I'm a witch. This is what you've wanted. I've been home schooled because my parents thought it would be wise to give me education in both worlds,"

            It took a lot of explaining among other things, but it became very clear that he wasn't kidding. They talked to the parents later that day. After that it was chosen that Icy and Ducky would be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the rest of their schooling. They would have to go to a, well, something like a summer school first, but they would be attending Hogwarts.