Disclaimer: The only people I own so far are… well, actually, Sally, Jessi, and Roni belong to themselves. I belong to me… I think… so I guess Sara belongs to me. Um… I own… my Sims games! And… um… my copies of the Harry Potter books! Not the actual writing in them though, unfortunately those belong to J.K. Rowling.

A/N: Originally, I meant the characters in the story to be based on my friends and me but Roni doesn't act like that in real life. In real life, she's one of my best friends in the world, along with Sally and Jessi. I'm basing the Roni in the story on one of Roni's former friends, who was Roni's friend for a while, then sent herself a really mean, offensive letter and told everybody that Roni had written it to her, and so everybody at school was really super mean to Roni. So yeah, this Roni won't be like the real Veronica, she'll be like that girl. BTW, 'Roni' is pronounced 'Ronnie', not 'Roni' like in macaroni.

Oh, and Jessi really does speak Korean (she's Korean), Sally really speaks Chinese (she's Chinese), and Roni speaks Russian (no, she's not Russian. She visited Russia for half a year, though, so she learned the language. She also met a boy…

And Jessi really does hate roller coasters, she's scared of heights *ducks because Jessi's gonna be really mad now that Kinsey's told you*

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Roni gleefully followed Tonks. She was loving this new side of the world, the magic side. The others were enjoying the Harry Potter world as well, but they had a little more tact in front of Sara.

"You go next, Sara," Sally told her, "Jessi, me, and Moody will follow."

Sara nodded gratefully, threw the powder into the fire, whispered, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," softly but clearly, took a short look around (her last one ever), and stepped into the magical fire.

A few minutes later, Sally and Jessi staggered out of the fire together. Jessi looked a little sick.

"I'll never travel by Floo Powder again," Jessi groaned.

"Now we know why she doesn't go on roller coasters," Sally whispered to Sara. Sara managed a weak smile. Just then, Moody came out of the fireplace. (I know I never mentioned it, but they were in the Great Hall.)

"Come on, we're going to see the headmaster," Moody growled, "And don't-"

He was interrupted by Roni poking a suit of armor, making it swing her sword at her. She ducked (her reflexes were the result of ten years of tae-kwon-do) and it missed.

"Touch anything," he finished.

"Oops," Roni apologized, "I just wanted to see if the books were really true."

The two Aurors looked interested at the comment about the books, while the other girls groaned that Roni had told.

"Never mind about the book comment, let's go to Dumbledore's office!" Sally exclaimed, "I get to lead the way!" And she took off before anybody could stop her. They all dashed after her, with Jessi leading the way, clutching her upset stomach as she ran.

Sally came to an abrupt stop in front of a pair of stone gargoyles. They were quite ugly, although majestic. "Great, I don't know the password. Oh well, let's try candy, it's always candy in the books," she muttered, "Um… Sugar Quill? Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans? Cockroach Cluster?" she guessed, much to the amazement of the two older people. They were further floored by the rest of the girls joining in.

"Chocolate Frogs?" guessed Jessi.

"Pumpkin Pastry?" Roni asked. The gargoyles remained stubbornly shut.

"Pixi Stix?" Sara guessed quietly. To everyone's amazement, the gargoyles came to life and sprang apart, exposing an entryway. Everybody filed in and rode up the spiral staircase.

"Who would have guessed that he named it after my favorite candy? I mean, it's a MUGGLE candy, for heaven's sake," Sally exclaimed. She was usually on a sugar high, though not as much as Sara usually was. Sara was pretty much on a permanent sugar high, continually bouncing off the walls. Not now, however.

"Ah, Pixi Stix are also my favorite Muggle candy, aside from lemon drops and lemon sherbert," a new voice said behind them. They all turned, and there stood Dumbledore.

"Hey, Dumbly-dore!" Jessi exclaimed hyperfully (yes, it IS a real word… just not in the dictionary.)

"Hello. I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And who might you be?" Dumbledore said.

This time, it was Roni who answered for all of them. "That's Sara, that's Jessica, that's Sally, and I'm Veronica."

"I see. What are three teenagers like yourselves doing in a school during the end of summer vacation?" Dumbledore asked.

Roni snorted. "As if you didn't know. You're the head of the Order of the Phoenix, you're practically omnipotent, for heaven's sake! You know why we're here. So why don't you tell us why we're here?"

Albus rubbed his chin. "There are some things that a young child like yourself should not know about."

"Oh, and that tactic worked *so* well with Harry, didn't it?" Roni said sarcastically, "I mean, it pretty much got poor Sirius killed! Wonderful plan, headmaster."

Now Dumbledore was suspicious. "How do you all know all about it?" he asked.

Now Jessica spoke up. "Could you excuse us three for a minute? I need to talk to Roni and Sally."

The three went over to a wall and started whispering.

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"Why did you ask us over here?" Roni asked.

"A couple reasons. First of all Roni, you should really be more polite to Dumbledore, he's in charge of our, and Sara's future. And two, have you two noticed how depressed Sara looks? I think we should try to cheer her up. I have an idea. How about we all tell Dumbledore our story in our special languages? I'll speak Korean, Sally will do Chinese, and Roni can speak Russian. We'll talk all at once, and Dumbledore will be confused. Hopefully, Sara will laugh, or maybe even join in in French," I suggested.

"Sounds like a plan, let's go," Sally approved.

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So the three went back and joined their friends. Jessi began to speak in Korean, while Sally was saying her version of the story in fluent Chinese, while Roni began rapidly speaking Russian, the language flowing easily off her tongue. Dumbledore looked puzzled. Jessi stole a glance at Sara, and saw that she was laughing a little. You see, it had always been a sore point with Sara that Dumbledore was so smart, powerful, you name it. It had been her favorite part in Book 5 when Dumbledore realizes he made a mistake. So it gave her pleasure to see Dumbledore confused. Sara looked like she was fighting an internal struggle, then gave up and added her voice to the throng speaking very good French.

"Hold on. One language at a time, English preferably," Dumbledore requested (I just had to have that scene in, I couldn't help it. I almost never get to hear my friends speak foreign languages, except Jessi is in my French class, so I get to hear her speak French. But not Korean.).

The girls looked at one another and cracked up. Finally, Sally calmed down enough to choke out the story.

"We like in America. I guess we're Muggles. Um… we were walking home from the pool where Sara does synchronized swimming and Jessi and I do tennis, and Roni watches, and we were going to have a sleepover at Sara's house. But when we came close to her house, we saw green flashes of light, probably from Avada Kedavra, and then the Dark Mark came up over the house," Sally shuddered then, "Sara wanted to run to her family, but we had to hold her back until the Aurors came. So then we all ran to her house, and Tonks tried to Obliviate us, but we knew what she was doing and interrupted us. Besides, it wouldn't be nice to erase Sara's memory that her parents and little brother were dead, it's a part of her now, " stealing a glance at Tonks, "And then we astounded Tonks and Moody with our amazing knowledge of Harry Potter and the wizarding world, and they brought us here, right now."

"I see. And how do you know all about the wizarding world, if you're Muggles? I always say that we underestimate Muggles," Albus asked.

"Do we really have to tell you? Because we're afraid that you'll take everything away if we do," Jessi asked.

"It would be for the best if you tell," Dumbledore asked.

"Fine. But they have to go away," Jessi said, pointing towards Tonks and Moody. Albus gestured towards the door, for them to leave.

"And a soundproof room?" Jessi prodded. Albus sighed, then said Silencio, pointing his wand at the walls.

"OK, now we can tell you. We don't want others hearing that don't have. Well, the thing is, in the Muggle world, Harry Potter is a fictional character. There are books written about him, up to his fifth year. I really want to meet him. I'm really sorry about Sirius, by the way. But anyway, practically everybody in the Muggle world, in pretty much every country has read at least one book. They're really great books, and we're all obsessed with them, but this is SO much better than books. Except for what happened to Sara's family, of course," Jessi explained. Sara looked as though she were trying not to cry.

"Do you have the books with you?" Albus asked.

"Sara does, in her suitcase. She thought that they might entertain some people," Sally offered. Just then, Sara broke down crying. She collapsed into a chair nearby. Her friends crowded around her concernedly. "Do you have a Calming Draught, Professor?" Roni asked. Dumbledore opened a cabinet and pulled out a bright green potion. He gave it to Sara, and she drank it gratefully. Slowly her sobs stopped.

"It's all my fault. I used to wish so badly that this world was real, I thought I would sacrifice anything for it to be real. Now that has come true, and my whole family is dead. Dead. My little brother was only five years old. Why… how could anybody kill somebody that young? For sport?" Sara cried out, still shaking. Sally gave her a hug. Sara, with visible effort, stopped shaking and crying.

"Well, we'll have you here at Hogwarts in the meantime, until we decide the best course of action. As there is only one more week of vacation left, you may either decide to stay here, or you may go somewhere else, provided that you are supervised by an adult wizard. Is there anywhere you'd like to go?" Dumbledore asked.

"Could we please go to Number 12, Grimmauld Place?" Roni asked hopefully.

Dumbledore looked shocked. "I thought nobody knew about it, save for the Order!"

"You thought wrong, Dumbly-dorr," Sally said airily, "it has *everything* about Harry Potter's life in those books."

"Well, apparently. No, I am afraid that you cannot go to the house now. You'll have to stay here at Hogwarts."

All the girls sighed, even Sara. "When will we be going to Diagon Alley?" Sara asked in a quiet voice.

"When would you like to go?" Dumbledore asked.


"Now!" Jessi exclaimed. "How about we go every day? Maybe we can run into Harry, Ron, and Hermione! And I want to see how Ron and Hermione and Ginny and Harry get along. Those two couples float the boat, you know. Of course, Draco and Hermione is always good, and Hermione/Harry is fine too, but Ginny/Harry and Ron/Hermione are the best."

Dumbledore looked at her weirdly. "Am I missing something? I believed that Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger's relationship was completely platonic."

"Oh, you would, you haven't heard their private conversations," Sally smirked.

"Yes well, get Tonks to go with you. You need books and a wand, anyway. You may charge on my Gringotts account, for now," Dumbledore said.

"Thanks!" Jessi said, hugging Dumbledore. Dumbledore looked shocked for about the millionth time that day.

She let go and went to the door to call Tonks back in. "Hey Tonks! Tonks! Dumbledore, sorry, Professor Dumbledore, says that you have to take us to Diagon Alley to get our school stuff!" she called to Tonks, who was standing at the bottom of the staircase, waiting. She looked up and sighed. "Great. Three hyper girls and one depressed one. Diagon Alley, here we come!"

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A/N: How was that chapter? I'm really just writing this for my own amusement, but if you found it funny, please review! And I'm sorry if it seems Mary-Sueish, it's what I daydream about, you can't help being the star of your daydream! Um… I've got most of the couples worked out, but I need your advice on something. Do you think this should be a time-travel story?

And I'm going to Fright Fest at the Six Flags, Great America by my house (well kind of… it's two hours away) tomorrow until midnight, so I won't get anything written tomorrow. Sorry!

~Kinz~