AN: I got Reviews! I'm so excited! Okay, sorry, I'm a little over enthusiastic right now. I promised another chapter yesterday, so I intend on keeping that promise. Right now, I'm listening to my favorite music so hopefully that will have an influence on how well I write. So here is the next chapter:
Chapter 2. A Talk
Laurali's mother, Samantha, came down stairs to find her daughter sound asleep on the couch with Beauty and the Beast playing in the background with a plate of grape vines.
"Did you sleep down here all night?" Samantha asks Laurali as soon as she was awake. "No. I'll give you one guess," Laurali asked groggily.
"Okay, since I only get one, ill have to make this one count. Lemme guess, Jay's alarm clock again?"
"We have a winner!" Laurali says while rolling her eyes. "Yeah, I still can't tell how it wakes me up and I'm 3 rooms down!"
"Yeah, well. He's a very sound sleeper."
"Hey Mom?" Laurali asks.
"Uh huh?" was the reply, Samantha was currently reading one of her favorite novels.
"I was thinking-" "You were thinking? Well that's something new!"
"As I was saying before I was RUDELY interrupted- I was thinking, can I transfer schools?"
"What? Where? Why?" Now that she was paying attention to her daughter, she began to feel worried that her daughter would leave, become an old lady and never come home.
"To Hogwarts. It's in Europe. I think in Scotland." Laurali answered.
"That's really far honey," Samantha states.
"Well yes I know that. I've always wanted to see what it would be like to go to a real Wizarding school. And-"
"You do go to a real Wizarding school. Why do you think you go to Salem all the time?" Samantha interrupts. (Samantha was a muggle, so she didn't understand a lot about the wizarding world.)
"Well at Salem, we learn the wizarding things AND muggle things. Why would I need to learn about the Muggle American history and English? Yeah, I know how to speak, and I can write descent essays. What's the point of knowing independent and dependent clauses? And all that other grammar crap that I could care less about?" Laurali explained.
"Well, your teachers want to make sure that you know enough about my world, so you will be able to do more than just a wizarding education. I think it's important," Samantha said.
"Yeah well that's great. Mom, I'm 15, and I'm gonna be in my 5th year at Salem. I've already had a 'normal' education. You had me go to the local elementary middle school in case I wasn't accepted. Remember?"
"Yes. Of course I remember that. How could I ever forget," Samantha mumbled.
"Yep, see? I want and I feel like I need a full wizarding education now. And I could get that at Hogwarts. And I've already been accepted there. I think I still have the acceptance letter upstairs in my safe just in case I ever wanted to transfer."
"Well you are making logic, I suppose. But we'll have to talk to your father about this. And if he agrees, then we'll send the Headmaster a letter. But Scotland/England is extremely far away. You'd be so homesick. And we'll all miss you here."
"Yeah, I know. I'll just have to come home for Christmas break and write lots of letters," Laurali stated.
"Hey. I just thought of something. They're probably not gonna let you bring a TV and VCR with you, and the food will be different."
"I never really thought of that. hmm. Well, I'll just have to bring some American things into Hogwarts and for the food, well I'll make friends with the cooks. Maybe they'll understand. I'm sure they wont be offended or anything. Right?" Laurali asked, thinking back to the Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen movie when they were in France and the chefs were offended that they wanted hamburgers.
"Good luck with that one. They could be offended; they'll think you don't like their cooking. I've only been to France. I asked one time at a restaurant for un hamburger avec fromage et des frites (A/N: A cheeseburger and some fries). The waitress gave me a look. Maybe she was insulted. I don't know. But you know it could be just because they are French." Samantha replies.
"Yes, but that's because you were in France, not Scotland/ Britain. Anyways, their food can't be too different."
"Well, let's wait for your father to come down to think about this any further."
"Okay," Laurali agreed and started watching Beauty and the Beast some more.
A/N: Well, another chapter finished. I hope you didn't mind that I didn't put anything about Harry in this chapter. The next one will be all about him. I promise!! Thanks to those people who reviewed!
Disclaimer: The Ashley and Mary Kate Olsen movie I referred to was "Passport to Paris".
