Vikki ran as fast as her legs can carry her all the way back to her dormitory room where the other three girls were already asleep. Panting for breathe while trying to be quiet, she sat on her bed and pulled the curtains closed around her four poster bed. Sitting in the pitch black, safe and sound in her own bed, she thought over what just happened. There was a possibility that it was all a joke, but then why were they there? They surely didn't go to Hogwarts, they were so old! They were definitely not professors.

Vikki took a deep breathe and decided to look out her window to see if they were still there. She slid the barred window open a little bit just so she can poke her head out and looked down at where the two men were supposedly standing. They weren't there anymore.

Feeling relieved, Vikki sank down into her pillows and closed her eyes. Maybe things will turn out normal tomorrow, she thought.

The next morning, she awoke at 6:00 to get ready for breakfast before her first classes. Memories of the night before were still fresh in her mind, but she wasn't sure if she was supposed to say anything. What if it wasn't true after all? They'd all think she was a fool, and she might even loose her only friends.

In the Great hall, she took her usual seat beside Maggie, one of her friends, she was boy-crazy and had a different boyfriend almost every week, she was very conscious about her hair, she was so obsessed over it, instead of doing homework she'd be curling her golden locks every night, therefore having to borrow Vikki's homework and copying it the next morning. On the other side of the table, sat Nikki and Jasmine, they were twins and acted like them too, they wore the same thing of course, put their hair up the same way, same dark brown eyes, same coloured manicures, same everything. They were so identical; even they can't even tell which is which.

"How does my mascara look?" Maggie asked as she tucked away her makeup bag. "It looks nice! As always," said Jasmine, or Nikki.

"What do you think, Vikki? Does it match the blue eye shadow? Or should I put on purple?" she questioned.

Vikki was lost in thought and didn't even hear Maggie talking to her. Impatiently, Maggie jabbed her in the ribs with her finger, making Vikki squeal with pain. She snapped back to reality and rubbed her sore rib with her hands.

"What do you want?" she demanded angrily.

"What's wrong with you, you were so zoned out!" Maggie told her with a sigh, "Were you daydreaming of him again?"

Oh no, not this subject again… Vikki thought. She regretted ever telling them that she had a huge crush on Owen Brown, a third year student in the same house. He caught her attention the moment she lay eyes on him, it was mainly those big blue eyes that were so beautiful…it was just like a painting except nobody could really capture the actual beauty of them. Every time they caught eye contact for those few seconds she'd savour it in her mind and wish that he'd actually notice her.

"Vikki, get over him, you have no chance with him," Maggie sighed exasperatedly as she applied more mascara.

Annoyed, Vikki glowered at Maggie, hinting for her to "shut the fuck up." But obviously, Maggie didn't take hints, at all. Instead she went on, "No offense Vikki baby, I'm going to be frank with you, he will never like you; you're just not his type!"

"Maggie! That wasn't very nice!" Jasmine or Nikki protested.

Vikki was both offended and angry, Maggie was always like this; she jumps to conclusions and assumes all the time. Vikki didn't even have a chance to explain what was really on her mind, neither did Maggie give her a chance to, before she blurted out what she thought was the truth.

"Vikki, she didn't mean it like that, Maggie apologize to her!" said the other Jasmine or Nikki.

"Why should I apologize for the truth?" Maggie snapped, as she adjusted her earrings.

"Because you offended me," Vikki said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, my bad…" Maggie said carelessly as she flipped her hair and winked at a boy sitting at the Ravenclaw table.

Vikki scowled at Maggie, "When do you ever care about anyone but yourself?" Angrily, Vikki grabbed her cup of milk and splashed it all over Maggie's hair, face and front of her clothes.

Maggie said nothing and sat there stunned at what happened. People started to stare and some started giggling and pointing. Maggie started to breathe heavily signifying her anger, Vikki took the cue to leave and go back to her dorm before she catches up.

"MY MASCARA! IT'S RUINED!" Vikki could hear her scream as she quickly skipped out of the Great Hall.

She turned a corner and started to laugh, first as little stifled giggles, then they turned into uncontrollable loud loathing laughs, she leaned against the wall and laughed until tears were at the corner of her eyes.

"I sure taught that bitch!" she said out loud.

Getting of her hysterias, she got up and the rest of the way to her dorm, feeling happy about getting Maggie back and embarrassing her for once.

Before she got to the stairs, she heard a voice behind her, "Vikki Wilson, will you please halt, I'd like a word…"