Well chapter four was pretty long so I decided to cut it in half but for the record it's chapter 5. So I don't own Harry or any of the character besides Brittany and Kat. I hope you like this because this, I'm hoping, will be my first finished story. Recap: they're going to a rave. Disregard that they're both fifteen and they can't drive in England.

Author's POV
(AN: Just for the record Cho Chang died in a horrible accident involving a very disgruntled black female and her white friend, k? j/k)

Well, Ginny's was great Brittany will always remember that time fondly as the age of innocence. A month later Britt and Kat were back at her house lying in her bedroom fast asleep; Ginny wasn't there because Bill and Charlie came for a visit. Brittany was tossing and turning she was covered in a cold sweat a second later she sat up and looked around her room. Her white ottoman was at the foot board, a tapestry depicting a full moon was above her computer, which was up the stairs near her balcony window, and her stuffed animals were piled up on the left side of the room. Her breathing was irrational, so she got up and walked over the wooden floor boards to her bathroom (AN: yes her own bathroom, too) where she turned on the faucet and splashed her face with icy cold water trying to remember her dream. It was a cool night: not too hot, not too cold. The music's beat vibrated against her chest. She was wearing a mini mini-skirt with a very revealing purple wrap top and Kat was there also, wearing yellow draw- string pants and a white wife-beater. She also remembered that they were both covered in glitter; Brittany in silver and Kat in gold. The more she remembered the faster she was forgetting. As soon as her image of the rave came into focus it was gone like some weird jigsaw puzzle. Finally giving up on ever knowing what happened in the rest of the dream, Brittany walked back to her bed. She stopped when she saw Kat on her cell phone talking to an unknown person.

"Oh ok so we'll be there in a few hours...Yeah. I promise...yeah we'll bring it, okay? Yeah ...okay, bye."

"Um, Kat who are you talking to on my cell?" Brittany remembered when she first taught Kat to use at cell phone when she was staying over the summer holidays. Brittany inwardly smiled at how Kat tried to use the digital voice on the telephone.

"Well I gave this guy your number just to-well never mind anyway he invited us to a rave tonight so we have to get ready okay go downstairs and get your mom's jag-"

"No wait we can't drive we're just fifteen-"

"And?!"

"And?! We can't drive if you remember here in the muggle world we can't travel by floo-"

"Britt you gotta live-"

"Yeah in jail if we get caught." She murmured under her breath. "I heard that Britt and excuse me are you fifteen or fifty?"

"Well..." Brittany and Kat argued for a few more minutes until Kat replied in a very victorious way.

"I wonder what Draco Malfoy would say if he saw you at a rave; you the obeyer of rules." With that Brittany made her way to her closest to pick out her outfit. Three hours later Brittany was still wondering how she managed to steal the keys to the jaguar from her parents, sneak out the house, and drive to a rave. 'Mom was right, Kat is a bad influence.' She thought.

Brittany POV

The music is just like my dream. I wonder if I'll ever find out why I was so scared when I woke up.

"Kat?"

Where in the world is she? She was right beside me. I untangle myself from the guy I was dancing with and set out to look for her. Finally, I got to a space where I saw Kat drinking something that some guy with dyed jet black and a loud orange shirt on gave her. I've never seen him before. Why is she talking to him? Suddenly she stumbles over and I run to her. I have a feeling she's in trouble.

"Krystal, what in the heck are you doing?" I screamed, taking the drink from her hand and pouring it on the floor.

"Well what are you doing, Britt? I'm trying to have fun. What about you?" she said.

Her voice is deep and her eyes are out of focus.

"Oh my god, you're drunk!" I say more to myself than to her; she probably can't hear me anyway.

"Hey, who are you?" the guy asks, looking at me with interest.

"None of your business. Why don't you go and get some other FIFTEEN year old drunk, okay? Come on Krystal, let's go." I am thoroughly disgusted now.

"NO!" She said, yanking her arm away from me and stepping closer to that guy, "I'm trying to have fun Brittany why don't you just go home. Derek will give me a ride." I looked on as she hooks arms with Derek and walks away. Why is she acting like this? Still in shock I start to walk to the car. I took one last look behind me at Kat. Everything turned black and white and slowed down. I feel blood rushing to my head. As I hit the building's floor, everything seems to fast forward around me I hear screams and something green flashes above me like some kind of deadly firework.

"Oh my god, not now." I whisper remembering my dream before everything turns black.