Crystal: Ok everyone, I've decided to re-write Prophecy of Eight. Though, as you can see, it's Prophecy of Twelve now…anyways, I'll only be talking to you at the point of now until I need to again, so feel free to contact me through any of my e-mail addresses. IM me…whatever. Just, when you IM me…tell me you're from and you want to know about so and so story. People just randomly IM me saying 'hey, what's up?' and I get all confused cause I've NEVER talked to that person before.

Crystal: Anyways, in this story, I own the plot line. If you see anyone who's copying it who doesn't have credit, tell me. I'd like to know. I HATE being copied. I really, really do. I also own the character Mickey (me) and the character David belong to me…every other character belongs to my friends or J.K. Rowling.

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"What are we gonna do today?" I asked, propelling my body back and forth on the swing. Hey, I was 17, I could do what I wanted. I'm no baby for liking swings…OH! By the way, my name's Mickey. Mickey Weber. And YES! I'm a girl.

"Mall?" Suggested my best friend, Lucky. Well, that wasn't her real name, but she loved to be called that.

"We went to the mall FOUR times already. This WEEK!" Hollered my other best friend, Maggie, annoyed. Lucky stuck her tongue out at her from her seat at the bottom of the slide, and Maggie just rolled her eyes, falling back on the grass which she sat upon.

"The beach?" I suggested, trying to ignore their fighting. I slowed down my swinging.

"I don't like the ocean that much, remember?" Lucky threw at me, and I mumbled a meek sorry.

"Well," I began, trying to stop the fight to come. I saw Maggie begin to open her mouth. "We need to figure out something. We're only two weeks into summer," I sighed, digging my converse into the woodchips beneath me, which substituted for sand. My slowed swinging ceased. "How can we be out of things to do?"

Just at that moment, I can't exactly explain what happened. There was this incredible twisting feeling inside me…like…the cramps you get after running…oooooooor…during your period. Only three fold. Anyways, before I knew it…POP! The park was gone! And so were Lucky and Maggie! And now…well…I was in the MOST BEAUTIFUL ROOM!...which looked vaguely familiar…

"Good evening, Miss Weber," said a very kind, old voice. I turned, slowly. Only my TEACHERS called me Miss Weber.

…but, ok, this was DEFINATLY different. Very different. I mean, my voice caught in my throat when I saw who else was standing in the room with me. I…don't recall what happened after that. I think I passed out…or something…

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When I woke up later, though, there were more people in the room…INCLUDING LUCKY AND MAGGIE! And my other best friends (I have A LOT of best friends) Ren, Sarah, AND Ellie! There were boys, too…and truth be told, I had never seen them before. Ever. Hmmmm…that one has a cute smile…ACK! Sorry.

"Ah, you're awake, Miss Weber," said the same voice. Dumbledore's voice. My mouth opened a few times, before I almost fainted again. Thank god someone caught me…it was the boy with the cute smile!

"We don't need you doing that again," he smiled, and I looked up at him. I smiled. Like an idiot. Like the IDIOT THAT I AM!

"Yea, we want to hear why we're here, and we need you to be awake to do that," said another guy in the room. I sent a glance at him, before standing up and fixing my hair. My new, beautiful hair. I just got it dyed that last year, and it looked SO awesome. My parents of course hated me because they told me not to dye it black, but I wanted it so much. So, there we go. Anyways…I went and sat down between Lucky and Sarah, and smiled at both of them, and then turned to look at Dumbledore. The boy with the cute smile sat next to the boy that had talked to me before.

"Ok, well, first I think it would be best for you to get to know each other first, since you will be spending QUITE a lot of time together," Dumbledore said, and then he looked at all us girls sitting on the couch. There was Maggie on the end, then Lucky, then me, then Sarah (with Ren sitting on her lap) and then Ellie, with one arm up on top of the back of the couch.

"Ladies first" he said, smiling at us, and Maggie stood. We'd go in order, I suppose.

"My names Maggie. I'm 17. Last I knew I was lying in the grass in the park by Mickey's house, and now I'm here," she said, and then sat down. Lucky bolted up.

"My names…well, it's not important, but you can call me Lucky. I'm 17, but I'll be 18 in September. I like reading, my favorite color is blue, my favorite flow—" Maggie and I pulled her down at the point, and she glared at us. "Hey," she said, but Maggie and I just shook my head as I stood.

"I'm Mickey and I'm 17, just like most of my friends. I suppose I was the first one here, and I have no idea why I'm here, and I'd really like to know so if you guys could tell us your name and age only…that'd be great," I laughed nervously, and then sat down awkwardly…and embarrassed. The guy with the cute smile whispered to the rude guy, and I looked down, grabbing the cloth of my jeans, blushing slightly.

"I'm Sarah," Sarah finally said, having got Ren off her, and now standing. "I just turned 17 a few days ago, and boy am I glad to be 17. I was walking down the street with Ren when I got here and saw Mickey passed out on the floor…" Sarah blinked, and then sat down as Ren stood.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiii, I'm Ren! I'm still 16…but I'll be 17 in five days. FIVE DAYS! I was walking with Sarah, like she said, and I helped carry Mickey to the bed. Yay," Ren said, as she sat back down on Sarah, who made an 'oomph' like sound.

"Hello. I'm Ellie, and I turned 17 last month. I was actually asleep when I got transferred here, and as I can tell, I'm still IN England and it is pretty late. I'm originally from New Zealand," she said, and then she sat again.

"Alright then, you boys know the girls. It's time they had the same pleasure," Dumbledore said, and cute smile boy stood, since he was first.

"My name's David, but you all can call me Frosty. People call me that because my last name is Frost, and NO, in no way am I related to the poet. I just turned 18, and I'll be 19 next June," he said, winking at all of us and then sitting. David…ok, I knew his name. The rude guy stood now.

"Chris. Just Chris. I'm 17," he said, simply, and then sat again. The guy next to 'just Chris' stood.

"Nathan…um, I guess it's alright if some of you call me Nate…I'll be 18 soon, but right now, I'm 17," he said, putting his hands in his pockets and then sitting again. The guy next to him stood.

"Richard Edward Daniels, better known as Red. Get it? R.E.D? Nevermind, anyways, I'm going to be turning 18 this year," 'R.E.D' said, sitting down again, curling one of his lips in. The next stood. Were we as boring as they were doing this?

"Er…Tom Garding. I'll be 18 this year, as well…uhm, yea, that's it," Tom said, nodding and looking at the ceiling, before sitting down, and then the last guy stood. FINALLY!

"Daniel, and my last name isn't important. Not at all. I turned 18 earlier this year," Daniel said, nodding and then continuing to stand for a while. Oh my god, he'd better sit down. Any minute now, he would SIT DOWN. Come on, come on, YOU COULD DO IT!

"SIT DOWN!" All us girls yelled at the same down, and he made an 'eep' sound, before compelling.

"Sorry…" I muttered, feeling bad and looking down.

"Uhm…s'ok," he said, still a bit shaken up, and then Dumbledore cleared his throat. We all looked up.

"Anyways, lets get started, shall we?" He said, and we all nodded. "I'm sure you all know you're at Hogwarts, seeing me and as seeing that you're in the Room of Requirement," he said, and a look of understanding dawned on all of our faces. THAT'S where we were. "Anyways, you are all at appropriate power levels and age to begin a 7th year at Hogwarts," he said, and I raised my hand. He looked at me oddly…as did all the boys, not knowing how I usually acted. I blushed, bringing my hand down.

"Um, I was wondering…we haven't gone to school here before…how are we just supposed to go to 7th year? Won't other students get suspicious? And how are we supposed to know 6 years of magic right off the bat?" I asked, and Dumbledore nodded in consideration.

"That is why you're here in early July. For the next two months, you will be learning the ways of magic. Everything you missed out on the past 6 years," Dumbledore said. "As for the students, they will believe that you are exchange students from America who have been home schooled for all their years, and have decided to join a public school for the difference," Dumbledore said, and everyone nodded. David raised his hand, and he smiled at me. I smiled back. He was trying to make me look like less of an idiot. I laughed a bit to myself, and then glanced at Lucky, who was smiling at me. "Yes, David," Dumbledore said.

"I was wondering why at this moment, just now we were being accepted into Hogwarts? And why can't we just be from the Salem Witch Academy?" He asked, and everyone looked at Dumbledore.

"Well," Dumbledore began, "what happened is we didn't know you had magical powers. Nor did the headmaster at Salem. We over-passed your auras at the time, which were hidden. Because we were looking for witch and wizard auras, not sorcerers and sorceress," Dumbledore said, and I stood.

"NO WAY!" I cried, and everyone looked at me. Dumbledore blinked.

"Yes, way, Miss Weber," Dumbledore said, and I sat down, embarrassed again. "Anyways, yes, you all are sorcerers and sorceresses. You all have secret powers, all of you, but I have no idea what they are yet. So, during your stay, we hope to discover them," Dumbledore said, and we all nodded. We all understood now.

"Now, you will be sorted on the first day of school, with all of the 1st years. So, as of now, you'll have to wait in suspense for your house. You're studies begin in a week, and tomorrow you'll go to Diagon Alley. I suggest that for the rest of the week…you figure out exactly what to do. As long as you stay out of the forbidden forest…you'll do fine," he smiled, and we all nodded. He did a swish of his wand, and suddenly the room became larger. There were six beds, a large screen, and then six more beds. There were trunks at the end of each bed.

"Your beds for now. Boys on one side, and the girls on the other. You'll know your beds by the trunks on the end which are filled with some of your most favorite things of home. We've been watching you over the year, so they should work out. Now, it's 1AM, so I urge you to go to sleep. There is a bathroom down the hall, and I'll charm the room so that it stays. Good night, my future students," Dumbledore said, doing a wispy bow in his emerald green robes, and then leaving.

We all sat there awkwardly for a moment, before I stood, and then walked over to one side of the screen. Yea, you couldn't even see a shadow. That was good. I walked to the other side. Nope, no shadow. I looked at all of the trunks on the side I was on. No…none with my initials. I walked to the other side, and smiled. Right near the screen, my bed, with my trunk having MW on it. I kneeled down, and opened my trunk, and then heard some noises as everyone else stood and began exploring their own sides of the room, their own beds, and their own trunks.

I took out my Nightmare Before Christmas pajamas, laughing, but then put them back.

"Sleeping in my clothes tonight…" I muttered, taking off my converse and socks and setting them by the side of my bed.

"Why? Too embarrassed to change with guys in the same room?" Ren asked, taunting like.

"HELL YEA!" We all yelled, and Ren cracked up laughing. I slipped under the covers of the bed, thanking god for wearing a tank top today. Under the covers I slipped off my jeans, and then dropped them by the side of the bed. I looked at the ceiling for awhile as my friends got in bed as well, and talked.

"Night!" I called over their chattering, and they all quieted, and Lucky turned off the light by her. The light on our side went off, but the boy's lights remained. I could see shadows now…

"Night!" Random calls came from the other girls, and I nodded to myself as if acknowledging them, my eyes beginning to drift closed. I continued to watch the screen…I think David had the spot by the screen too…it looked like his hair…

"OYASUMINASAI!" Ren called.

"SHUT UP REN!" Ellie called, and we all laughed, and my eyes finally closed. I drifted off to sleep…wondering what my family and other friends would think of my disappearing act…

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Crystal: Yes, I know, it's short. But I don't have much to work with yet. I'm hoping to by the next chapter, though

Crystal: So if you'd keep off my back and not flame me, I'd really appreciate it. Also…none of the guys in this story actually exist. They were all made up XD since guys aren't as perfect as that. Also, the name David Frost…I didn't steal that from the poet, ok? I actually know someone with that name, and I thought it'd be a cool name to have, since Frosty could be his nickname XD

Crystal: Anyways, review…and don't flame. I don't like flames, and if you do send one, I won't send it. You're supposed to be considerate, and if you don't like the story…just…STOP READING IT! Thank you for your time.