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Miss Moony would also like to tell petites sorcières that she is 14, and Mia is Hermione, but she's always used the name Mia 'cause she's a lazy arse.

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Chapter 4

It was evening when Harry Patterson, Luna Cox, Neville James, Ginny West, Ron West and Hermione Grant found themselves in the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, 1976.

The six friends quickly stood and brushed themselves off before heading to the entrance of the castle.

The silence pressed in on them before Luna decided that if nobody talked, then the trees in the forest wouldn't get enough carbon dioxide and would die.

"Do you hear talking?" she asked her companions.

They stopped and listened for a few minutes before Harry groaned.

"I believe the term has already started," he said.

Ginny grinned wickedly, always the prankster of the group, contemplating how to make the most dramatic entrance possible.

They approached the entrance hall quickly, stopping only to snap Ginny out of her daze.

"Hey," she exclaimed as Hermione shook her violently, having tried every other tactic, "what was that for?"

"We seemed to be losing you," was Hermione's answer.

Ginny blushed profoundly, embarrassed at her own absent-mindedness, and quietly apologized for holding the group up.

"That's okay," Harry said, always the one to forgive easily. Except in extreme circumstances, in which case he was just as likely not to forgive at all.

The six friends walked briskly through the entrance hall and paused at the doors of the great hall.

"You all remember our cover story, don't you?" Hermione asked.

"Ooh," Ginny said in excitement after Hermione had received nods and murmurs of "yes" from the others. "Can I lead?"

She was eyeing the doors to the great hall evilly and the others suddenly found it hard to refuse her for fear of being on the receiving end of one of her bat-bogey hexes.

Harry nodded his consent and she marched forward determinedly, opening the doors with a loud bang, reminiscent of the fake Moody's entrance.

Silence fell.