Disclaimer: Yea, Do you really think I would be posting stories online if I owned the Harry Potter series? Wow that's kind of sad.
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"Excuse me Mr. Dumbledore, where are we," Leia asked. Dumbledore took a long pause as he studied the girls now clothed in Hogwarts robes.
"These are itchy," Nat whispered to Cat.
"If you wish I could make it another material..... wool, cotton, silk, you name it."
"Ummm.... Mr. Sir. Dumbledore, if it isn't too much of a problem can I have silk," Erika asked.
"Anyone else?" The three other girls raised their hand.
"Okay. Now that you're comfortable...... You are in Hogwarts, the school for witches and wizards."
"Wizards," Nat whispered as she signaled to Cat that Dumbledore was crazy.
"You mean to tell me that you are muggles? Dear girls that is quite impossible. You couldn't not have magic and be able to see Hogwarts much less be inside it's walls," All four girls eyed the book Nat had on her lap.
"Ahh..... Lily, do you have something to show me?" Nat turned a deep red.
"Yes sir, I mean no, I mean......" She handed over the journal. Dumbledore took it and tapped it with a wooden pole. He muttered hilarious sounding words under his breath. The girls exchanged looks of utter confusion and worried for Dumbledore's sanity.
"Oh my........" The book had started glowing. This time it appeared in a series of symbols of symbols and letters that the girls immediately recognized. It was the four's secret language. It was long but Britt easily read it.
'Don't let Dumbledore keep the book. He's to be trusted but the book will be stolen. You should tell him what little truth you can without lying. Trust yourselves.'
"The truth is Mr. Dumbledore....... We don't know how we got here or why......... But we know it has to do something to do with this journal." Dumbledore looked strangely at the book and then looked sadly at the pitiful girls.
"Well...... I'll try to make you feel more at home. You poor girls ask me if you need anything. As for school, I would put you with the first years if I thought you wouldn't absolutely hate it. We'll see what powers you may have. You will start school on Monday. As for right now...... Go to the feast and enjoy your weekend."
The girls headed to the great hall but stopped by a bathroom. They ignored the creepy ghost that was lurking by them. She seemed to have come just to see what all the fuss was about and clearly didn't wish to talk. But when the girls starting side glancing at her she cried and plunged into a toilet.
"Wow. Britt you saved our butts," Cat commented.
"Yeah. So do you think we are in a nut house or do you think it maybe possible there's magic here," Erika asked.
"Well after waking up here and all the crap appearing in the journal, we are in no position to be dismissing the possible idea of magic,"Nat answered.
"Journal....... shit! I forgot to get the journal!"
"So Britt? We'll just ask him for it tomorrow," said clueless Cat.
"No! We have to get it tonight or it is going to be stolen. Then we will lose our only way home."
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"Excuse me Mr. Dumbledore, where are we," Leia asked. Dumbledore took a long pause as he studied the girls now clothed in Hogwarts robes.
"These are itchy," Nat whispered to Cat.
"If you wish I could make it another material..... wool, cotton, silk, you name it."
"Ummm.... Mr. Sir. Dumbledore, if it isn't too much of a problem can I have silk," Erika asked.
"Anyone else?" The three other girls raised their hand.
"Okay. Now that you're comfortable...... You are in Hogwarts, the school for witches and wizards."
"Wizards," Nat whispered as she signaled to Cat that Dumbledore was crazy.
"You mean to tell me that you are muggles? Dear girls that is quite impossible. You couldn't not have magic and be able to see Hogwarts much less be inside it's walls," All four girls eyed the book Nat had on her lap.
"Ahh..... Lily, do you have something to show me?" Nat turned a deep red.
"Yes sir, I mean no, I mean......" She handed over the journal. Dumbledore took it and tapped it with a wooden pole. He muttered hilarious sounding words under his breath. The girls exchanged looks of utter confusion and worried for Dumbledore's sanity.
"Oh my........" The book had started glowing. This time it appeared in a series of symbols of symbols and letters that the girls immediately recognized. It was the four's secret language. It was long but Britt easily read it.
'Don't let Dumbledore keep the book. He's to be trusted but the book will be stolen. You should tell him what little truth you can without lying. Trust yourselves.'
"The truth is Mr. Dumbledore....... We don't know how we got here or why......... But we know it has to do something to do with this journal." Dumbledore looked strangely at the book and then looked sadly at the pitiful girls.
"Well...... I'll try to make you feel more at home. You poor girls ask me if you need anything. As for school, I would put you with the first years if I thought you wouldn't absolutely hate it. We'll see what powers you may have. You will start school on Monday. As for right now...... Go to the feast and enjoy your weekend."
The girls headed to the great hall but stopped by a bathroom. They ignored the creepy ghost that was lurking by them. She seemed to have come just to see what all the fuss was about and clearly didn't wish to talk. But when the girls starting side glancing at her she cried and plunged into a toilet.
"Wow. Britt you saved our butts," Cat commented.
"Yeah. So do you think we are in a nut house or do you think it maybe possible there's magic here," Erika asked.
"Well after waking up here and all the crap appearing in the journal, we are in no position to be dismissing the possible idea of magic,"Nat answered.
"Journal....... shit! I forgot to get the journal!"
"So Britt? We'll just ask him for it tomorrow," said clueless Cat.
"No! We have to get it tonight or it is going to be stolen. Then we will lose our only way home."
