I DO BELIEVE

This is GrangerGurl2: For those of you who are angry with us over the OOC-ness-ness (Lol. Sorry inside joke.) of the characters, we are sorry, but that is the whole point of this fic. The object is to mess with the characters heads and put THEIR knowledge to the test against those of Muggles. That's all I have to say.

Also, Golden Nekko and I are sorry for the VERY late update. We've been really busy trying to get one of our own books published, passing 10th grade, and hanging out with hormone driven 15 year old boys (Well, I have at least, since most of my friends at school are boys). I just want to say to all of my friends: Hey Aladdin, Ron, Anon, Alex, and Neville, (Those are their nick-names) and Janna!! BYE NOW!!

Here's chapter Three!

James and Lily were completely awestruck. James walked through the train's hallway, mouth agape and staring while Lily twirled her hair and constantly said things like "Dude, this is sooo cool!" and "Whoa! Look at this!"

"This is so great! We're gonna kick so much ass when we get back home." Lily exclaimed.

"Yeah, but how will anybody believe us???" James wondered.

"Duh! We get pictures."

"Moving pictures...?"

"COLIN!" they both said at once, while jumping insanely around like children.

Just then, the door of an adjacent compartment opened and out stepped a boy with light blonde hair and a smirk the size of Timbuktu. "Who are you idiots?" Draco Malfoy asked.

"I'm Lily Surrett and this is James Potter—Oh, what am I saying—I mean James Sperber."

"Uh hum... And you're American I see." Malfoy commented.

"Yup." said James.

"Yeah... Riiiiight." said Malfoy, giving Lily the once-over.

James noticed and glared at Malfoy. "So, can you tell us where to find—"

"Colin or Dennis Creevy?" Lily finished. "We need to ask them a favor."

"I don't hang out with those dorks." smirked Malfoy.

"You probably know where they are anyway, since ya know, you make fun of 'em so much." Lily flirted for no reason.

James grumbled to himself about common decency in men and how although he was stupid, at least he was polite, unlike a certain blonde, smirking, jack ass.

Suddenly the train lurched and everybody fell flat on their face, except for Lily, who landed safely in Malfoy the perv's arms. Malfoy blushed, which he NEVER EVER does in front of people.

"What the hell?" James asked no one in particular.

"The train stopped for some reason, you idiot." said a very annoyed Lily as she brushed herself off and got to her feet. "Honestly, I worry about you James."

James mumbled something inaudible and picked himself up off the floor.

"Is everyone all right?" asked a disgruntled Hermione as she made her way down the hall. "Oh. Hello, Malfoy."

"Hello, Granger." said Malfoy. "What brings you here?"

"In case you don't remember, I am a prefect and it is MY job to make sure that the students are safe, since you obviously neglect YOUR job." Hermione said hotly.

"Humph." said Malfoy, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he walked off. "See you around, Lily."

"Bye!" said Lily, and then under her breath, "you dumb-fuck death eater..."

"Touché, Lily!" James said, making a pointing-and-winking gesture.

"Why thank you my little underling." She said as she laughed slightly manically. "And get me a sprite!" she said snapping her fingers.

"Yes, your ladyship. As you wish." He said as he laughed.

"Huh???" asked a confused Hermione.

"Oh, it's an inside joke. You had to be there." said Lily.

"I see..." said Hermione. "Well, we'll be arriving shortly. I suggest you get changed. Oh, and find your little friend and tell him the same." Then she was gone.

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GrangerGurl2: Did anyone see anything FAMILIAR? If you did, then you probably go to my school. Yep. It's the Sprite thing! Ron ALWAYS buys me my Sprite at lunch. BYE!