"We're lost!" Skye moaned, dragging her feet along the forest floor. It was cold, wet, and stinky, and Skye and her friend Lissa were lost. It had seemed cool enough, them going backpacking for their Summer holiday. But as it was, as soon as they got into England, they seemed to be perpetually going astray.
"I know!" Lissa replied, wiping her mouse brown hair out of her glasses. "And I really need to pee!"
"Me too!" Skye responded, jumping up and down, waving her hands in the air. "I mean, I would have gone in the bushes again, but that whole Poison Ivy thing has left me scarred for life."
It was then that a giant spider jumped out from the bushes. It's hairy body and large pincers were enough to make anyone scream. That was really the only reason that Lissa did so, but she wasn't so sure of Skye.
"Holy shit! There is a really freaking big spider right behind you," Lissa said, a look of terror on her pretty face. She pointed a shaking finger to the bushes behind the still jumping Skye.
"Oh, ha ham," Skye said sarcastically, no longer jumping. "The last time you said that there was a creature behind me, which was a large camel, I turned around and you tackled me. Just so you know, that was a lesbian moment if I was ever in one."
"N-no!" Lissa said, her hand shaking even more. "There really is a big spider behind you! With a big hairy pe-head and big eyes. It looks like it wants to grab you with it's pincers."
"Yea, right, and I am Osama Bin Laid-none."
Despite the large, horny looking Iraq-nid, (A/N. Do you get it? haha! ok, nvm.) behind her friend, Lissa jumped backwards and said in a large stage whisper, "Oh, my god! And here I was, thinking that you were just my friend. How could you?!"
Before Skye could reply with a bitingly witty response, a scary looking man with a lantern (even though it was daylight), a long coat and a ugly cat perched atop his head came barreling out from a bush to Lissa's right. He had a nasty grin on his face, and in his creepy voice, he said, "Two student out of class in the Forbidden Forest. Dumbledore'll want to hear about this, no doubt."
He then proceeded to grasp Lissa's and Skye's wrist, looking like the giant spider was nothing. But before he could get any farther than a couple steps, Lissa used her handy dandy karate chop, and said, "Off with you, you mad pervert!"
The mad man looked very put out, and glared at Lissa, holding his wanker, having missed his head by a long shot, and hitting his Mr. Happy instead. It was times like these that Lissa was very upset that she was short.
"Run from the mad man!" Skye yelled, racing off, not checking to see if her loyal friend was behind her. As it was, Lissa managed to keep up, and they barreled through the forest at top speed. As they passed a lake, a giant tentacle shot up from it's mirky depths, and Skye was reminded of her ex-boyfriend Tom.
But before she could say such things to the panting Lissa, they came across a large field, surrounded by a wooden in every other place then where the two ran in. They both came to a mad halt, as they looked around and saw people flying around on broomsticks.
"What the Fuck, is that?!" Lissa yelled, pointing up to the men on broom sticks.
"....memememble........numbuerd." Words seemed to fail Skye as she too pointed towards the sky. But not for long, for not seconds later, she cried, "HOT GUY!"
Lissa could only nod her head in approval as she saw a handsome young man with brown eyes and curly brown hair.
"Whoa who is that?" she cried, dropping her hand.
"Like I would know?" Skye relied, looking at Lissa like she was insane, and didn't notice the people flying.
By that time, the screaming of the insane girls had attracted the attention of everybody. Looking around, the girls realized that there were more people in stands there than who were flying in the air.
Everything had gone silent, until.
...
"Uh.....HI EVERYONE!" Skye screamed, and waved. "We were just backpacking around, and we kind of got lost, and then we were attacked by this crazy guy with a cat on his head, so we ran, and then we were here, and we saw you all with really big broomsticks, and you were flying on them, and we got kind of scared." she said it all in one huge run-on sentence. She finished it all by saying, "Right Lissa?"
Lissa who wasn't really paying attention and staring at the hot brown haired, uh dude, said, "Nice. Hot. Guy."
But instead of paying attention to what Lissa replied to her question, Skye was staring at a silver haired boy clad all in green. He was holding a broom that looked a lot more expensive than the others (save for a small, skinny boy with jet black hail and green eyes), and looking at Skye and Lissa with a small, appreciative smirk.
Skye leaned over to Lissa, probably to say something to her about the cure blonde bombshell, but was cut off when a tall man with a long beard and even longer robe, strode towards them, with a look of pure anger and surprise on his face. He opened his mouth, and yelled to them, "Follow me!" He then strode off, periodically looking to make sure that they were indeed, following his orders.
But, as it was, they were not following him, instead, they were looking at the cute guys in front of them, making eyes with them. They might not have even moved, had it not been for two things. One being the old man with the beard, and the other being a cute red head with shining green eyes.
They were both moving swiftly towards them, their longs robes swooshing around their feet. The only difference between them was their age, for they were both looking rather pompous and very put out, and were both obviously heads of very high importance.
Once the old man got towards them, he glared down at the much shorter girls and pointed a finger in the direction of a huge castle in the distance. It was only now that they were noticing the large stone building with the many turrets and large towers.
Lissa and Skye looked at each other, nodded, and then strode towards the castle, wanting to make sure that it really was what they thought it was, and not just a fabrication. Just as they were leaving, the cute red head yelled, "The Quidditch game is canceled for today. Return to your respective houses immediately!" There were many groans at this, yet everyone in the stands made their way towards the very castle that the two girls were half way to.
And, with the thundering noise of hundreds of feet on soft grass, both girls had the notion that their lives would never be the same.
And they would soon find out that they were correct.