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AN: WOOOOHOOOO!!! I CAME UP WITH ANOTHER STORY IDEA!!!!!!!!! I haven't had much else to do, since I have baaaaad sunburn from being at the beach last weekend. And, a warning: the first paragraph is really bad. Anywho, enough said and on with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
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Zillah, and her best friend, Eva, were wandering around King's Cross Station with Zillah's parents and her little brother, Joey. They were going on a vacation to France before Zillah and Eva started school. They started school much later then all the other kids, because they were home- schooled. Truth be told, neither of them were THAT enthused about going to Paris. I mean, who wants to see the "city of love"? And they didn't even know a word of French anyway.
"Hey, Zill, do you know what day it is?" asked Eva, rolling her suitcase behind her.
"Uhhh . . . Friday?" suggested Zillah, carrying her suitcase.
"No, I mean the date!" said Eva.
"Oh, yeah. It's September first. Why?"
"What happens on September first?" said Eva quizzically.
"Uhhh . . .nothing on my schedule, besides this stupid trip to Paris . . ." said Zillah.
"Okay, let's try this: what happens on September first in a certain fiction series?" said Eva, getting impatient.
"OH! The Hogwarts Express leaves for Hogwarts, that's easy. You need to learn to be more specific," said Zillah.
"Right," said Eva, ignoring the last comment. "Now is our chance to see if the HP world is real!" said Eva excitedly.
"Eva, the HP world is a fictional place! How could it possibly be real? And even if it was, we're muggles! We wouldn't be able to get through the barrier," said Zillah logically.
"Well, we can try can't we?"
"But what about all the wizards that would be on the platform? They would surely notice us, being dressed in muggle clothes and all," said Zillah.
"There wouldn't be anyone there! It's only 9:30 in the morning! No one starts arriving until at least an hour from now, I'm sure! And plus, half of the students change into robes on the train anyway, so they're in muggle clothes," said Eva confidently.
"Well, all right. But if we DO go through, which we won't, we have to come right back, agreed?"
"Right, now come on!" said Eva, dragging Zillah from platform 10 to the nearest ticket stand between it and platform 9. "Okay. We'll just lean on the barrier. If it's real, we'll go right through," she said.
"No, we won't. We're muggles!" said Zillah, but Eva ignored her and leaned on the barrier. To Zillah's complete astonishment, Eva fell right through it, taking her suitcase with her.
"Eva!" she said. She rubbed her eyes. "Well, here goes nothing," said Zillah, and she clutched her suitcase tightly and leaned on the barrier. She, too, fell right through. Eva helped her up.
"Zill, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore . . ." said Eva, looking in front of them. Although she was being funny, Zillah didn't laugh.
There, right in front of them, the Hogwarts Express was pulling into the empty station. Zillah looked up at the platform sign and saw the words "Platform 9 ¾" on it.
"Eva, I think you're right. We're in the world of Harry Potter," said Zillah.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's explore!" said Eva, but Zillah grabbed her arm.
"No! Eva, you promised that if it did work, we would go strait back. Now come on!" said Zillah, and walked back towards the barrier.
"Oh, all right," said Eva, and she followed. However, when Zillah put her hand against the barrier, it did not go through. She pushed harder, but still nothing. She leaned against it, Eva now imitating her, but still, the brick remained solid.
"Oh, what'll we do now?" said Eva.
"I don't think we have any choice but to stay here. We'll just wait for the students to start coming, explain to one of them what happened, have them tell us how to get back through the barrier, and then they'll Obliviate us and we'll never remember anything," said Zillah.
"Great, just bloody great. We're two 16-year-olds stuck in a magical world we can't got out of," said Eva, sinking down to the floor. "So, what do we do until we CAN get out?" she asked.
"Well, I have a pack of cards in my suitcase, we could play Slap Jack or Stress or something," suggested Zillah.
"Okay, that's cool," said Eva. Zillah got the cards out of the front pocket of her suitcase and they played assorted card games.
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After 3 games of Slap Jack, 5 games of Stress, 2 games of War, and a round of Gin Rummy, Zillah looked up at the clock.
"Eva, it's 10:25, we should be waiting for people by now," said Zillah.
"Yeah, you're right," said Eva, gathering up the cards and putting them back in their box. She handed them to Zillah, who put them in her suitcase. Then, they both stood up and pretended they knew what they were doing.
"You know, maybe we should try the barrier again, just in case?" suggested Zillah.
"Okay." They both pushed on it with all their might, but it still would not let them go through.
"Eva, what happens if none of the students can tell us how to get back through either?" asked Zillah worriedly.
"I guess we'll be going to Hogwarts, then," said Eva. She didn't sound too disappointed at the prospect. The clock chimed 10:30, and at that exact moment, someone came running through the barrier pushing a trolley. It was a girl, and she seemed surprised that there was already someone there. She looked about Zillah and Eva's age. She looked them over quickly and said, "Hello, I haven't seen you here before, are you new this year?"
"Well, um, you see, we - we were just . . ." Zillah started, but the idea of explaining what happened to her and Eva seemed ridiculous to explain logically to a witch.
"Never mind," said the girl. "By the way, I'm Hermione," she said, extending her hand. But, neither Zillah nor Eva took it.
"Hermione Granger?" said Zillah and Eva in unison. Hermione seemed surprised.
"Okay, I guess you two are psychic," said Hermione.
"Oh, no, we're not," said Zillah, taking Hermione's still outstretched hand. "I'm Zillah, and this is my friend Eva," she said, shaking Hermione's hand.
"Nice to meet the both of you, but I'd still like to know how you knew my name," she said skeptically.
Zillah thought fast and came up with "Oh, we saw those articles on you in Witch Weekly two years ago. We just both have a very good memory. Not that we believed them, or anything," added Zillah, seeing the look on Hermione's face.
"Yeah, I mean, how could the best friend of Harry Potter be bad? Especially if she is in Gryffindor," added Eva.
"Well, thanks for the compliments, both of you," she said with a smile. Hermione was one to easily forgive and forget, luckily. "You both know that you'll be staying at Hogwarts for almost 10 months?" she asked.
"Uh-"said Eva.
"Um, yeah, we knew that," said Zillah.
"Well, you guys only looked like you're packed for a week, not a year," said Hermione, pointing to their suitcases.
We were packed for only a week, because that's how long we were supposed to be gone! Zillah couldn't help thinking. By then, several more students had arrived.
"Hermione, could you excuse us for a minute?" said Eva. "We need to talk," she added.
"Sure," said Hermione. Zillah and Eva then walked off to a deserted corner.
"Zill, what do we do? It seems absurd to tell Hermione that we aren't going to Hogwarts! I mean, what would we say? 'Hermione, we're not really going to Hogwarts, we're just muggles who happened to discover this platform before leaving for a week-long vacation to France, so could you please tell us how to get back to Platform 10?' I mean, honestly, she'd think we were nuts!" said Eva. Zillah was only half-listening.
"But, Eva, if we are muggles, then how did we get onto Platform 9 ¾ in the first place?" suggested Zillah.
"You're right! Zillah, maybe we're witches!" said Eva excitedly.
"I don't see any way around it, but how do we tell?" asked Zillah.
"Simple! We get a wand and do an easy spell. If it works, we're witches!" said Eva.
"One problem, genius: we don't have wands!" said Zillah.
"Oh, yeah. Well, maybe we could borrow Hermione's!"
"Okay, but let me do the talking," said Zillah. She pulled out two cards from her deck and ripped them in half, then they walked back over to where Hermione was. She was reaching into a wicker basket, that Zillah and Eva could only assume had Crookshanks in it.
"Um, Hermione?" said Zillah.
"Yes?" she said, looking up.
"Uh, I have a um, a couple cards that got ripped somehow, and I don't want to have to dig through my suitcase to get my wand out, so could we borrow your wand to fix them?" asked Zillah.
"Sure," said Hermione, opening her trunk and taking her wand off the top of a pile of robes.
"Thanks," said Zillah, taking it. She pointed it at one of the cards in her hand and said "Reparo!" To her complete amazement, the card pieced together seamlessly, and you would never know that it was ripped in the first pace. Then she pretended to drop the other one, and Eva said, "Oh, I'll fix that one," and took the wand from Zillah and performed the 'Reparo" charm again. This card also repaired itself, so Eva picked it up and handed it back to Zillah, trying to hide the happiness on her face from discovering that she was a witch.
"Thanks," said Eva, handing Hermione's wand back to her.
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AN: Sorry to leave it off at such a stupid place, but I couldn't figure out what to write next. So, let me know what you think by reviewing!!!!
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AN: WOOOOHOOOO!!! I CAME UP WITH ANOTHER STORY IDEA!!!!!!!!! I haven't had much else to do, since I have baaaaad sunburn from being at the beach last weekend. And, a warning: the first paragraph is really bad. Anywho, enough said and on with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
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Zillah, and her best friend, Eva, were wandering around King's Cross Station with Zillah's parents and her little brother, Joey. They were going on a vacation to France before Zillah and Eva started school. They started school much later then all the other kids, because they were home- schooled. Truth be told, neither of them were THAT enthused about going to Paris. I mean, who wants to see the "city of love"? And they didn't even know a word of French anyway.
"Hey, Zill, do you know what day it is?" asked Eva, rolling her suitcase behind her.
"Uhhh . . . Friday?" suggested Zillah, carrying her suitcase.
"No, I mean the date!" said Eva.
"Oh, yeah. It's September first. Why?"
"What happens on September first?" said Eva quizzically.
"Uhhh . . .nothing on my schedule, besides this stupid trip to Paris . . ." said Zillah.
"Okay, let's try this: what happens on September first in a certain fiction series?" said Eva, getting impatient.
"OH! The Hogwarts Express leaves for Hogwarts, that's easy. You need to learn to be more specific," said Zillah.
"Right," said Eva, ignoring the last comment. "Now is our chance to see if the HP world is real!" said Eva excitedly.
"Eva, the HP world is a fictional place! How could it possibly be real? And even if it was, we're muggles! We wouldn't be able to get through the barrier," said Zillah logically.
"Well, we can try can't we?"
"But what about all the wizards that would be on the platform? They would surely notice us, being dressed in muggle clothes and all," said Zillah.
"There wouldn't be anyone there! It's only 9:30 in the morning! No one starts arriving until at least an hour from now, I'm sure! And plus, half of the students change into robes on the train anyway, so they're in muggle clothes," said Eva confidently.
"Well, all right. But if we DO go through, which we won't, we have to come right back, agreed?"
"Right, now come on!" said Eva, dragging Zillah from platform 10 to the nearest ticket stand between it and platform 9. "Okay. We'll just lean on the barrier. If it's real, we'll go right through," she said.
"No, we won't. We're muggles!" said Zillah, but Eva ignored her and leaned on the barrier. To Zillah's complete astonishment, Eva fell right through it, taking her suitcase with her.
"Eva!" she said. She rubbed her eyes. "Well, here goes nothing," said Zillah, and she clutched her suitcase tightly and leaned on the barrier. She, too, fell right through. Eva helped her up.
"Zill, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore . . ." said Eva, looking in front of them. Although she was being funny, Zillah didn't laugh.
There, right in front of them, the Hogwarts Express was pulling into the empty station. Zillah looked up at the platform sign and saw the words "Platform 9 ¾" on it.
"Eva, I think you're right. We're in the world of Harry Potter," said Zillah.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's explore!" said Eva, but Zillah grabbed her arm.
"No! Eva, you promised that if it did work, we would go strait back. Now come on!" said Zillah, and walked back towards the barrier.
"Oh, all right," said Eva, and she followed. However, when Zillah put her hand against the barrier, it did not go through. She pushed harder, but still nothing. She leaned against it, Eva now imitating her, but still, the brick remained solid.
"Oh, what'll we do now?" said Eva.
"I don't think we have any choice but to stay here. We'll just wait for the students to start coming, explain to one of them what happened, have them tell us how to get back through the barrier, and then they'll Obliviate us and we'll never remember anything," said Zillah.
"Great, just bloody great. We're two 16-year-olds stuck in a magical world we can't got out of," said Eva, sinking down to the floor. "So, what do we do until we CAN get out?" she asked.
"Well, I have a pack of cards in my suitcase, we could play Slap Jack or Stress or something," suggested Zillah.
"Okay, that's cool," said Eva. Zillah got the cards out of the front pocket of her suitcase and they played assorted card games.
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After 3 games of Slap Jack, 5 games of Stress, 2 games of War, and a round of Gin Rummy, Zillah looked up at the clock.
"Eva, it's 10:25, we should be waiting for people by now," said Zillah.
"Yeah, you're right," said Eva, gathering up the cards and putting them back in their box. She handed them to Zillah, who put them in her suitcase. Then, they both stood up and pretended they knew what they were doing.
"You know, maybe we should try the barrier again, just in case?" suggested Zillah.
"Okay." They both pushed on it with all their might, but it still would not let them go through.
"Eva, what happens if none of the students can tell us how to get back through either?" asked Zillah worriedly.
"I guess we'll be going to Hogwarts, then," said Eva. She didn't sound too disappointed at the prospect. The clock chimed 10:30, and at that exact moment, someone came running through the barrier pushing a trolley. It was a girl, and she seemed surprised that there was already someone there. She looked about Zillah and Eva's age. She looked them over quickly and said, "Hello, I haven't seen you here before, are you new this year?"
"Well, um, you see, we - we were just . . ." Zillah started, but the idea of explaining what happened to her and Eva seemed ridiculous to explain logically to a witch.
"Never mind," said the girl. "By the way, I'm Hermione," she said, extending her hand. But, neither Zillah nor Eva took it.
"Hermione Granger?" said Zillah and Eva in unison. Hermione seemed surprised.
"Okay, I guess you two are psychic," said Hermione.
"Oh, no, we're not," said Zillah, taking Hermione's still outstretched hand. "I'm Zillah, and this is my friend Eva," she said, shaking Hermione's hand.
"Nice to meet the both of you, but I'd still like to know how you knew my name," she said skeptically.
Zillah thought fast and came up with "Oh, we saw those articles on you in Witch Weekly two years ago. We just both have a very good memory. Not that we believed them, or anything," added Zillah, seeing the look on Hermione's face.
"Yeah, I mean, how could the best friend of Harry Potter be bad? Especially if she is in Gryffindor," added Eva.
"Well, thanks for the compliments, both of you," she said with a smile. Hermione was one to easily forgive and forget, luckily. "You both know that you'll be staying at Hogwarts for almost 10 months?" she asked.
"Uh-"said Eva.
"Um, yeah, we knew that," said Zillah.
"Well, you guys only looked like you're packed for a week, not a year," said Hermione, pointing to their suitcases.
We were packed for only a week, because that's how long we were supposed to be gone! Zillah couldn't help thinking. By then, several more students had arrived.
"Hermione, could you excuse us for a minute?" said Eva. "We need to talk," she added.
"Sure," said Hermione. Zillah and Eva then walked off to a deserted corner.
"Zill, what do we do? It seems absurd to tell Hermione that we aren't going to Hogwarts! I mean, what would we say? 'Hermione, we're not really going to Hogwarts, we're just muggles who happened to discover this platform before leaving for a week-long vacation to France, so could you please tell us how to get back to Platform 10?' I mean, honestly, she'd think we were nuts!" said Eva. Zillah was only half-listening.
"But, Eva, if we are muggles, then how did we get onto Platform 9 ¾ in the first place?" suggested Zillah.
"You're right! Zillah, maybe we're witches!" said Eva excitedly.
"I don't see any way around it, but how do we tell?" asked Zillah.
"Simple! We get a wand and do an easy spell. If it works, we're witches!" said Eva.
"One problem, genius: we don't have wands!" said Zillah.
"Oh, yeah. Well, maybe we could borrow Hermione's!"
"Okay, but let me do the talking," said Zillah. She pulled out two cards from her deck and ripped them in half, then they walked back over to where Hermione was. She was reaching into a wicker basket, that Zillah and Eva could only assume had Crookshanks in it.
"Um, Hermione?" said Zillah.
"Yes?" she said, looking up.
"Uh, I have a um, a couple cards that got ripped somehow, and I don't want to have to dig through my suitcase to get my wand out, so could we borrow your wand to fix them?" asked Zillah.
"Sure," said Hermione, opening her trunk and taking her wand off the top of a pile of robes.
"Thanks," said Zillah, taking it. She pointed it at one of the cards in her hand and said "Reparo!" To her complete amazement, the card pieced together seamlessly, and you would never know that it was ripped in the first pace. Then she pretended to drop the other one, and Eva said, "Oh, I'll fix that one," and took the wand from Zillah and performed the 'Reparo" charm again. This card also repaired itself, so Eva picked it up and handed it back to Zillah, trying to hide the happiness on her face from discovering that she was a witch.
"Thanks," said Eva, handing Hermione's wand back to her.
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AN: Sorry to leave it off at such a stupid place, but I couldn't figure out what to write next. So, let me know what you think by reviewing!!!!
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