I DO BELIEVE
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"I KNEW IT!!" screamed Lily.
"It IS real!" said James in complete awe.
"Well, since we're already here..." Lily began with a mischievous grin. She sauntered off toward the train dragging her bag behind her as if it were lighter than a feather.
James followed looking about him in all directions with a dazed look on his face. Every so often he would double-take when he thought he saw a character from one of the books. He was lost in his little dream world when he bumped into someone.
"You seem to be lost. Are you a first year?" asked a matter of fact like voice. This was none other than Hermione Granger.
"Uhm... No, actually I ah... I'm a transfer from America. Yeah, that's it. I'm a transfer." said James.
"Well, what year are you in?" asked Hermione.
"I should be... In my sixth year! I think." said James.
"Me too! What house do you think you'll get into?"
"Uhm... Gryffindor I hope."
"I'm in Gryffindor, as are my friends, Harry and Ron."
"Cool."
Lily came up to them looking like Christmas had come early. "I can't believe your dumb luck James. We must have gotten through to THEIR world from OUR world."
"Yeah, I really hope I'm not asleep." Said James, secretly wishing somebody would pinch him to make sure he really was awake. "Oh, this is Hermione."
"Hello, pleased to meet you, ah..."
"Lily."
"Yes, Lily. What did you say about 'our' world and 'their' world?"
"Well, it's really complicated and..." James started. "You see..."
"My foolish friend is trying to say that in our world, you're in a book written by a famous person." said Lily without thinking of the consequences of her statement.
"Huh?" Hermione was very puzzled, and I mean VERY.
"You idiot!" James hissed.
"Speak for yourself." smirked Lily. "What did I do?"
"You can't just waltz in here and say, 'Hi there, I'm Lily and you're all characters from a book I'm reading!'" James said making various gestures towards various people and/or objects. "Do you KNOW what that could do to their psyches if they knew that they're not real in our world???"
"Shut up!" Lily said whacking James over the head with the hard part of her headphones. "Hermione is standing RIGHT NEXT TO YOU!"
Hermione watched the argument in a daze.
"Bloody hell." said a voice in Hermione's ear. "What's with those two?"
"Hello Ron." sighed Hermione. "It appears that our American transfer students have gone utterly insane."
"Oh." said Ron. "Look! She just knocked his glasses off his face. Man, are they smashed up!" Ron was somewhat amused with the fighting, although partly disturbed.
"Hmm..." Hermione thought aloud, "You know something funny, Ron?"
"What?"
"Those two are named Lily and James. Just like Harry's parents. And they look like them too. Strange isn't it?"
"No, not really."
"RON!"
"Whaaaat???"
"Never mind... Here comes Harry."
"Who are those two?" Harry queried.
"Lily and James." Said Ron, "And they're probably crazy."
"Lily and James?" Harry echoed.
"Yep. That's what I said. Heeey! Weren't those your mum and dad's names?"
Hermione mentally slapped herself for Ron's stupidity. "I tried to tell him that."
"Oh." said Harry, watching the fight.
Lily had finally managed to pin James to the ground when the train's whistle blew.
"Hey!" gasped James, "Let's get on the train. Nobody heard us... Right?"
"Uhm... Okay then." Lily said. She hoisted her friend to his feet and together, they dragged their trunks and their slightly bruised bodies with them to the train and boarded it.
Well, how'd ya like that?
They are all idiots aren't they?
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