Disclaimer: I own nothing created by JK Rowling or Meg Cabot, I just like to pretend.
Dedication: To Lynds and Jada, for bringing me into the world of the Princess Diaries, and for always reviewing my stories, even if they are TRASH!!!! You two ROCK!
Here's the second chapter!
"Mia. Mia. MIA!" came a strange voice beside Mia. She slowly opened her eyes and was greeted by a large four poster bed, and the hangings pulled back with a girl standing in the opening. Mia quickly shut her eyes as she remember the happenings of the previous night. "Mia, I saw that, come on! We are going to be late for breakfast if you don't hurry!" Mia now recognized the voice as being Hermione Granger from the popular Harry Potter series. Mia felt the blankets covering her being pulled away. The cool castle air met her body and woke her up fully. She sat up and stretched. "What's with you, Mia. You aren't usually awake this late. I know it's a Saturday, and you weren't feeling well last night, but you have to study for the potions exam. One last exam, and sixth year is done!"
"Uh, yeah. My potions exam, do you think you could help with that Hermione?" Mia had no idea what she was supposed to be doing on her potions exam. She didn't know anything about potiotns.
"Of course, you asked me after classes if I would help you," Hermione looked rather confused with the girl in front of her, "are you feeling alright now Mia?"
"Uh, yeah, sure. Go down to the common room, I'll get dressed and meet you down there alright?"
"Alright, but be quick, we really do have to get to wok on this if you want to get a good grade," with that Hermone left.
Mia flopped back onto her bed. What was she doing here? How was she going to go to write this exam? She didn't know her way around the school, let alone what everyone, and apparently herself, had been doing in their classes. Mia slowly sat up, and got herself presentable to go downstairs.
"Oi, Mia!" the red-headed Ron Weasley shouted at her as she descended the stairs, "how're you feeling?"
"I'll be better once this exam is done," Mia commented truthfully as she slumped into the sofa next to him.
"I hear you on that one."
Harry's black shaggy hair covered his face as he was bent over a table, staring blankly at the text in front of him. He sighed, looked up, and smiled at Mia, "better get at it, I hear Snape's really got it in for us this year."
"Snape? Oh! Snape," Mia giggled nervously to herself as the others stared at her in confusion.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Ron raised an eyebrow at her.
"Yeah," Mia turned to Hermione, "do you want to get started?"
"Yes, the quicker we start, the better," she smiled at Mia, and went off talking about toads, and newt, and livers, and many other 'ingredients' Mia didn't understand.
The four sat in the common room for hours. Only two breaks came the entire day, one for lunch and one for dinner. As the day progressed her knowledge of potions seemed to magically come to her, it was as if she had really been in the class the entire time.
Mia became more and more confident in her skills as the weekend came to an end. Her exam was set for Monday afternoon.
On the morning of her exam Mia, along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, made her way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"How're you feeling about the exam, Mia?" Ron questioned her from the seat next to hers.
"Great actually," Mia smiled at him, "how about you?"
"Um, alright I guess. I've never been too good at potions though."
"I'm sure you will do just fine, Ron," the boy went red as Mia continued to smile at him.
After breakfast the four went out to the grounds for some last minute studying. They laughed and talked during their breaks. Mia felt as if she had been with the three since first year. Her memory of her 'past' life seemed to become more and more fuzzy the more she was with Hermione, Harry, and Ron.
As the exam drew closer, the four made their way to the dungeons.
"Good luck," Mia turned to the three behind her and smiled as she pushed open the door in front of her and made her way to her table.
Alright, I know it took me some time to get this one ready... but there was a lot of thinking going on. And don't worry about the whole memory thing, I've got it under control, it'll make sence in the end.
Dedication: To Lynds and Jada, for bringing me into the world of the Princess Diaries, and for always reviewing my stories, even if they are TRASH!!!! You two ROCK!
Here's the second chapter!
"Mia. Mia. MIA!" came a strange voice beside Mia. She slowly opened her eyes and was greeted by a large four poster bed, and the hangings pulled back with a girl standing in the opening. Mia quickly shut her eyes as she remember the happenings of the previous night. "Mia, I saw that, come on! We are going to be late for breakfast if you don't hurry!" Mia now recognized the voice as being Hermione Granger from the popular Harry Potter series. Mia felt the blankets covering her being pulled away. The cool castle air met her body and woke her up fully. She sat up and stretched. "What's with you, Mia. You aren't usually awake this late. I know it's a Saturday, and you weren't feeling well last night, but you have to study for the potions exam. One last exam, and sixth year is done!"
"Uh, yeah. My potions exam, do you think you could help with that Hermione?" Mia had no idea what she was supposed to be doing on her potions exam. She didn't know anything about potiotns.
"Of course, you asked me after classes if I would help you," Hermione looked rather confused with the girl in front of her, "are you feeling alright now Mia?"
"Uh, yeah, sure. Go down to the common room, I'll get dressed and meet you down there alright?"
"Alright, but be quick, we really do have to get to wok on this if you want to get a good grade," with that Hermone left.
Mia flopped back onto her bed. What was she doing here? How was she going to go to write this exam? She didn't know her way around the school, let alone what everyone, and apparently herself, had been doing in their classes. Mia slowly sat up, and got herself presentable to go downstairs.
"Oi, Mia!" the red-headed Ron Weasley shouted at her as she descended the stairs, "how're you feeling?"
"I'll be better once this exam is done," Mia commented truthfully as she slumped into the sofa next to him.
"I hear you on that one."
Harry's black shaggy hair covered his face as he was bent over a table, staring blankly at the text in front of him. He sighed, looked up, and smiled at Mia, "better get at it, I hear Snape's really got it in for us this year."
"Snape? Oh! Snape," Mia giggled nervously to herself as the others stared at her in confusion.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Ron raised an eyebrow at her.
"Yeah," Mia turned to Hermione, "do you want to get started?"
"Yes, the quicker we start, the better," she smiled at Mia, and went off talking about toads, and newt, and livers, and many other 'ingredients' Mia didn't understand.
The four sat in the common room for hours. Only two breaks came the entire day, one for lunch and one for dinner. As the day progressed her knowledge of potions seemed to magically come to her, it was as if she had really been in the class the entire time.
Mia became more and more confident in her skills as the weekend came to an end. Her exam was set for Monday afternoon.
On the morning of her exam Mia, along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, made her way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"How're you feeling about the exam, Mia?" Ron questioned her from the seat next to hers.
"Great actually," Mia smiled at him, "how about you?"
"Um, alright I guess. I've never been too good at potions though."
"I'm sure you will do just fine, Ron," the boy went red as Mia continued to smile at him.
After breakfast the four went out to the grounds for some last minute studying. They laughed and talked during their breaks. Mia felt as if she had been with the three since first year. Her memory of her 'past' life seemed to become more and more fuzzy the more she was with Hermione, Harry, and Ron.
As the exam drew closer, the four made their way to the dungeons.
"Good luck," Mia turned to the three behind her and smiled as she pushed open the door in front of her and made her way to her table.
Alright, I know it took me some time to get this one ready... but there was a lot of thinking going on. And don't worry about the whole memory thing, I've got it under control, it'll make sence in the end.