disclamer: I own Mattie and the Plot
Chapter 3
Found
"You're the girl in the picture?" Fred gaped as his eyes quickly looking back and forth from the black and white photo to the middle aged teenager in front of him, "but you look nothing like this person."
"Let me see it again," Mattie said holding out her hand for the picture.
She studied it for a few moments then explained, "This is my 9th grade picture. Yep I cut my hair to my chin, got bangs, pierced my ears double, and I got my braces taken off."
George stared at the picture again and confirmed to himself that the girl in front of them was the girl in the photograph.
"Well, George and I will take your baggage to the place where we are staying, and Ron here will show you how to get there."
"Okay," Mattie replied.
Then with a pop Fred and George picked up her trunk and grabbed her dog and in a small pop they were gone. Mattie felt an awkward silence between her and Ron. Deciding that they had better get a move on to the place that they were going to Mattie asked, "What does the location look like?"
"Oh, ah here," was all Ron was able to say as he handed her a piece of photo paper.
Mattie peered into it and saw that it was another black and white image she accidentally said, "Haven't you people discovered color yet?"
"Yeah, we did way before muggles did. Somehow it got lost in between the ice age and this new age. We found it again, but we thought it would be too big of a change for everyone to handle."
"Oh, I was just joking," Mattie said.
"Well-"
"No it's okay. I think we should leave before someone spots us."
Mattie glanced into the picture again and saw a kitchen with a wooden scruffy table with about a dozen chairs that matched it. She also saw a little pallid stove.
Mattie closed her eyes and envisioned being in the room magic once again. Suddenly she felt her whole body jerk and shake while being thrown around wildly. When she felt her feet slam onto the ground her knees almost gave away.
"Mattie we've been waiting for you." A misty voice sounded from some where in the kitchen.
