A/N: Thoughts are set off by single quotes (') for those who don't know.
FBI Warning: The author has the Little Mermaid soundtrack running through her head. Any strange, illogical, or otherwise bad writing is the crab's fault.
The world slowly came into focus. Erin opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings. The plane seemed to be rolling down the runway. She turned to look at Sarah.
"Well, I see you've finally decided to join the world of the living." Erin shot her a glare. Sarah smirked back. "It's not my fault you can sleep through anything. Really, even I couldn't have snoozed through that landing. And I was tired."
"Will you shut up for five minutes? Please?" Erin rubbed her eyes. The captain's voice came over the speaker.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have officially arrived in London, England. For those of you continuing on, please stay seated until the disembarking passengers exit the plane. Thank you for flying Delta Airways." The exodus was immediate. As with all flights, the passengers were now in a race to get off of the plane. Carry-on's were snatched, people in the isle were shoved, and the flight attendant stood at the front of the plane and s-l-o-w-l-y opened the hatch. The plane was empty in a moment, everyone rushing through the terminal. By the time the two American teens had found a place to stand without getting trampled, their hair was messed up, clothes in disarray, and they were completely shaken. When they saw boy standing with a sign reading "Erin and Sarah," they were quite pleased. Now, at this point, they would have been happy with any old, wrinkly witch, but this was a young, HOT guy (probably wizard). Needless to say, Sarah and Erin were very pleased to leave the airport.
A few hours later, the three were standing in the middle of an appartment in downtown wizarding London. They were in the living room, which was sparsely decorated and had a fireplace between the two couches. The kitchen was seperated from the living room by a long bar and the bedroom and bathroom were to the right of that. Erin was actually looking at the rooms, while Sarah had a more interesting diversion. James. The man who had brought them from the airport was standing next to her. He had long, sandy blonde hair that fell into his eyes, ice blue eyes, a swimmer's figure, and was fairly tall.
'I think this will be a very pleasant summer.' Sarah was snapped from her daydreams by a hand on her arm. Erin had one eyebrow cocked and an amused expression.
"You didn't hear one word I said, did you?" This came out as more of a statement than a question. Erin rolled her eyes. "We need to unpack and go shopping. Which do you want to do first? If we go shopping now, James can come with us and show us around some, but we really need to get our stuff put away as soon as possible." Sarah pretended to think about it for a few seconds.
"I suppose we need to go shopping first, because, personally, I'm not sure if I would be able to find my way around without his help. If that's okay with you?" The last was directed to James, not Erin. He shrugged.
"I don't really care either way. I don't have any plans, and I think it would be fun to hang out for a few hours. You seem like nifty girls"
'Oh my goodness! I LOVE the accent! Talk more... I command you to talk more'
"Alright. Sarah, let's put our bags in the bedroom and then we'll go, okay?" Sarah nodded and followed into the other room, dragging a duffle behind her.
Half an hour later, the three were standing in the middle of Diagon Alley, trying not to get trampled. Sarah and Erin were not quite used to the rush, for American wizards were much more laid back.
"Hey, girls! We need to go shopping and I don't think we have much time to spare." James called to them from the entrance to a store. It looked like a robe store, much to the delight of Erin and Sarah. Erin glanced at the sign. Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occassions.
'Yippee!' Sarah's thoughts were almost audible. They were close enough that Erin could tell immediately what her best friend was thinking. Sarah grabbed her hand and dragged Erin into the store. James was eyeballing their sizes and had started grabbing robes.
"You need black robes for school, but you also need festive robes, which can be any color." Sarah, still pulling Erin behind her, stole a few blacks from James and ran into the changing room. Erin cocked an eyebrow.
"Since when do we let James pick out our clothes?" Sarah grinned up at her friend.
"Okay, think about it. We are on a different continent. We have absolutely no clue what guys here dig. James is a guy, and therefore would know what English guys like. Get my drift?" Erin nodded. It took only a few minutes for the girls to find robes that fitted. They came out and exchanged those for the colored ones James was holding. For Sarah, he had an emerald green one.
"This will bring out your red hair, which in turn will bring out your blue eyes, and the cut is perfect for your body shape." He handed a black one to Erin, who cocked an eyebrow at him. "Don't worry. You can change the color, to go with your hair. You use your wand to change your hair color all the time, right?" Erin nodded, and shot a suspicous glare at Sarah. James went on. "The same charm should work to change the color of the robe." Erin shrugged, and followed Sarah back into the changing room.
"Okay, that was a little strange. He knows a tad too much about fashion." Erin grinned.
"Oh, poor Sarah. Her little boyfriend doesn't like girls." Erin smirked and turned to the mirror.
"Shut up. You don't know that!" Sarah spat back.
"Darling, I love the shape." The magical mirror kindly forgot to mention the color, which Erin soon changed. Today her hair was silver and now the robe was a dark blue.
"Oh, I like." Sarah peered around the door. Her robe also fit very well and the colors did acentuate her hair perfectly. They pranced out to show James.
"Wow. You girls look hot." Sarah actually had the decency to blush, surprising Erin. "Okay. Now you need..." James glanced at his list. "Books and a cauldron. You brought your wands and pets, right?" Erin and Sarah nodded. "Alright, let's go then."
The rest of the supplies were found without incident and they were soon sitting at the Leaky Cauldron. Erin and Sarah were flustered and tired, but still having fun. The trio all had butterbeers and were relaxing after the long day. James was sitting on one side of the table and the girls were on the other. Sarah caught Erin with a mischevious glint in her eye and groaned inwardly.
'Here comes trouble'
"James, do you mind if I ask you a question?" Erin was smiling, but from the pained expression on Sarah's face, he knew this might not be fun.
"Um... sure, I guess." He replied. Erin's smile turned into a smirk.
"Why did you seem to know so much about fashion? I mean, there are some girls who don't know half of what you told us back there." Surprisingly, James looked relieved.
"Oh, that's it. I have three older sisters who would drag me shopping with them because I was 'so cute.'" He shuddered. "That was NOT fun." James glanced at Sarah, who was looking less worried and slightly thankful. Erin was still smirking, but that was to be expected. "Don't worry. I'm not a lad." Sarah blushed, and Erin's smirk got bigger. She turned and stuck her tounge out at Sarah.
"Don't you love me?" Sarah glared at her friend.
"Will you shut up yet?" Sarah snapped back. James snorted.
"I just met her and I can already tell you the answer to that." Sarah turned her glare to him. He just smiled. "Time to go, girls."
They all stood and exited the Leaky Cauldron.