A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in forever!!!! School is just plain horror, and I had this story in my notebook forever, it was just about time for me to copy this. And I deticate this to Sakky-Chan, my first reviewer!

Chapter Three

Too Much of A Shock

"Harry!" exclaimed Hermione angrily, running toward the mysterious girl with straight brown hair and a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. She kneeled down beside her, looking at her. "What curse did you do on her?"

"Just a Jelly Legs Jinx!" exclaimed Harry angrily, getting up, and crossing over to the window, kicking a table, which rattled and fell sideways.

"I have seen no one with a reaction to a Jelly Legs Jinx like that, mate," said the red-headed boy, Ron Weasley, still sitting at the bed besides Ginny, who was wiping her tears, looking at the girl, slightly terrified.

"Do you think she is with Dumbledore or Voldemort?" Ginny said, now standing up, looking at her.

"Voldemort," mumbled Harry from his corner, not looking up, still looking out the window.

"She is too young, about our age!" Hermione protested, standing up and looking at him angrily. "You are now going to get expelled because you used magic!"

"What else am I supposed to do?" Harry yelled angrily. "Welcome her, come on in, and she could speak to us?"

"EXACTLY!" she yelled back. "For all we know, she could be a muggle!"

"How?" Harry asked walking toward Hermione, Ron looking torn between the two. "How could have she gotten here is she is a muggle?"

"Yeah," said Ron now, for the two fighting friends forgot he and Ginny were there. "How could she get in here at Grimauld Place if she is a muggle?"

"I would appreciate it if you don't call me muggle," said a slightly mad voice. "It's not muggle, it's Sam."

There was a moment of silence in the bedroom. Hermione looked down at her, and saw she was looking annoyed, getting up, mumbling under her breath. Harry was seeming to think of getting his wand out again. Ron seemed to be looking at Harry out of the corner of his eye, Ginny seemed to be wanting to get up and run toward the girl, but she stopped herself.

"Who are you?" Harry said clutching something in his jean pocket, which the girl, who said her name was Sam, noticed it was around his wand.

"I told you already," Sam said once again, looking at Hermione, slightly smiling, seeming amazed. "It's Sam, and your Hermione!"

"Ummm....yes," Hermione said, wanting to back away, and leave the rest to Harry. "How do you know?"

"How do I know?" Sam repeated smiling, and looking around at the four of them. They don't know they're famous! she thought, looking at their wondering faces. Well of course they don't know. "Anyone who has read J.K Rowling's books would know your names."

"Why's that?" Harry asked, but Hermione knew what she was talking about already.

"We are the characters in the books by this Mr. Rowling, aren't we?"

Sam laughed. J.K.R., a man! Yeah, sure, in a million trillion years.

"Mrs. Rowling." Sam said, and then added, "All of the books have been on best seller lists."

The room was deathly silent.

"Best Seller?" Ron croaked, slightly shocked. "In which country?"

"America and England, I know that," Sam said, feeling like she was like giving out all of this information for the first time.

Ginny whispered "wow!" softly, Hermione sat down on the bed shocked, Ron seemed to be green in the face, but Sam could not see Harry's reaction, because he was in a corner.

"And what else?" Ginny said indignantly, seeming to fall off the bed in any second.

"Movies," Sam said, turning toward Harry, walking toward him, wanting to see his face. "Three so far, one for each of Ron's, Harry's, and Hermione's years at Hogwarts, going along with the books."

Sam saw Harry look up, and he looked deathly pale, he then said silently, "How many books so far?"

"Five," she replied, looking at him. "One for each year at Hogwarts."

"Do they mention Sirius?" he said, sounding dry, and a little sad.

"Yes," Sam said, wondering Harry's reply, but he looked away, not saying anymore.

"Where do you come from?" Hermione asked to Sam, seeming slightly worried for Harry.

"New York City," Sam said, turning back to her. "And I did get a letter from Hogwarts, and I have no idea how I got here."

Hermione looked at her, Ginny seemed moderately surprised, and Ron opened his mouth shocked.

"This is a thing for Dumbledore." Harry whispered, seeming slightly choked.

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