-1"Sleepovers RULE!" Vivi squealed, tossing her sleeping bag into Natalie's face. "Why don't we have 'em more often?"

"Well it won't really matter since we're all going to the same school." Sleeping bag-face grumbled. She tossed the sleeping bag to one side and yawned tiredly. "I suggest we get some sleep before discussing that."

"Aww but I'm not tired." Lara muttered darkly, before yawning herself. "Okay maybe I am…" she sighed and jumped onto her bed - and once more was buried under it as it flipped although this time there was four girls being devoured by the bed, covers, sheets and pillows rather than just one.

They pushed it back up and glared scathingly at their klutz of a friend. "Cousin Klutz!" Natalie growled.

"I get it!" Lara whimpered and crawled into bed, burrowing under the covers.

Cairis's face softened. "Sorry Lara…" She stood up and sat on the edge of the bed to give her friend a hug. Lara hugged her back happily grinning away.

Vivi shrugged and grabbed her sleeping bag, turning around with it and whacking Natalie's head. Natalie gave her back a dark look and crossed her arms huffily.

Vivi chose her spot on the floor and rolled out her sleeping bag and crawled inside it, snug as a bug and grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Night all!" she sang letting her head hit the pillow, and was out like a light.

In fact, Lara's mother came in at that moment and turned off the light. Handy that was.

Cairis was snuggled in the double bed beside Lara, counting little maniacal rabbits named Draven in her head, while Lara had fallen asleep already muttering something about sausages and gritting her teeth loudly. Vivi was nothing more than a snoozing lump of sleeping bag-ness while Natalie was soon snoring and muttering about spiders.

The next morning the four girls were jolted out of their blissful slumber when the front door was slammed shut behind someone.

Lara sat bolt upright and paled. "Its Granny Nettle! And we're not dressed! MOVE IT!"

The girls threw back their covers and sleeping bags diving for their clean clothes, trying to throw them on as fast as they could before Granny Nettle opened the door on them in their pyjamas.

Granny Nettle, however, bypassed the room without so much as a glance to the room, even with all the squeals and thumps coming from behind the door and continued onto the living room, where Lara's mother was watching the news.

"Mum!" she leapt to her feet and stared at her mother.

"Hiya hen." Granny Nettle smiled at her daughter and sat down on the couch sighing. "The girls aren't ready are they? I heard they all got letters…"

"They did…I was a bit shocked as well. They, on the other hand, are delighted. They thought they would have to be split. Not anymore though."

Nettle smiled her little secretive smile. "I always thought there was something different about those girls. Something you never had." The last few words were spoken gently, as if it were meant to be an apology.

"Whatever mum."

"You should be proud Junie. You've raised a good witch, and no doubt your son will be a wizard as well…though you might want to keep an eye on him." Nettle frowned at the havoc he could cause with a wand.

June got up and left the room, going to make a cup of tea for the two of them. As she left, four girls charged into the living room, and two of them, Natalie and Lara continued right on to hug their grandmother, yelling out "Granny!" delightedly.

Nettle laughed and hugged her granddaughters back. "Your crushing me!"

Lara and Natalie pulled away and stood beside their friends, all of them wearing clean if slightly rumpled clothes.

Nettle smiled and got to her feet, going over to them and staring down at each one intently. In her head, she was making a mental note of their clothes sizes and such, their styles of clothing as well.

"Who's ready to go shopping?" she smiled. "I hope you all have your lists with you."

"But Mrs Nettle, where are we gonna find a cauldron and stuff?" Vivi spoke up. "I mean there's not exactly a place to get them here is there?" She paused. "Wait is there?!" Nettle opened her mouth to reply but was cut off.

"You mean there's a shop that does all this here?" Cairis blinked. "Wow."

"No not here." Nettle shook her head. "In London."

"London?!" Natalie yelped. "London! How are we meant to get down there?!"

"By a portkey of course."

The four eleven year olds stared at her blankly.

"I'm sorry, a what?" Lara blinked. "What has pork got to do with it?"

"PORT Lara. PORT!" the grandmother sighed. "I'm getting too old for this." she murmured, running a hand through her greying hair. "Anyway, if the four of you will put on some shoes and a coat, meet me outside in a few moments." She looked at them for a moment. "Chop chop!"

Lara was the first to leave the room, going her for bedroom and raking for her shoes in her wardrobe. The other three found their trainers and coats pretty fast, but Lara was still running around looking for that one lace…

After the lace had been captured and tied back into place, the four friends made their way outside and into the small, mistreated garden. Nettle was sitting on the wall at the end of the small weed infested path. Gardening had never been their strong point, Lara noted with a frown.

"Granny Nettle, what's a portkey?!" Natalie had to yell out the question as the approached.

"I'll show you." Nettle said, pulling something out of her rather large bag.

Nettle was always one for having large bags to carry about things in, and Lara had grown to develop the very same habit.

What Nettle had pulled out was a rather large, rather old, and falling-to-piece phone book.

"Um…Mrs Nettle? That's a phonebook." Cairis raised an eyebrow.

"A really old minging one too Granny." Natalie rolled her eyes.

"Just touch it…Now!" Nettle snapped, glaring at them. Lara jumped and slammed a hand down on the book, fearful of her grandmother's wrath. Her cousin and friends followed likewise.

They stood there for several moments staring at the book and at each other. Then, just as Nettle was about to start talking, they were pulled forwards sharply, as if there was a hook around their waists, pulling them into the sky.

Lara shrieked and tried to pull away her hand, but it was as if it was stuck tight with glue. She looked at her friends and saw they were in a state of amazement. She glanced beyond them and saw the world was spinning around them.

The sight made her rather sick actually, so she closed her eyes.

Hence, when they landed, she was the first one to fall flat on her face. Vivi soon followed her, but Natalie and Cairis only just managed to stay upright along with Granny Nettle.

Lifting her head from the pavement, Lara looked around her and found they were in a darkened ally off a busy high street, and beyond that, amazingly, she could see the London Eye. "Oh. My. God."

"We're in London girls. Now lets go." Nettle stepped over her granddaughter and made her way out of the ally. Lara jumped to her feet, hauled Vivi to hers and dashed off after her friends and grandmother.

"So, I still don't see any shops where we can buy a friggin cauldron." Natalie said scathingly. Lara reached over and slapped the back of her head.

"Keep it down!" she hissed. "Can't go telling everyone! We'll get experimented on like freaks!"

"We're not freaks though." Natalie rubbed her head. "Well, Vivi might be an exception to that."

"Hey!" Vivi pouted at that, before tripping over Lara and knocking the two of them down.

After Nettle dragged them to their feet, she and the girls made their way along several streets before stopping outside a run down pup.

"Here we are girls!" She smiled cheerfully.

Lara glanced at her cousin. If they hadn't just been thrown through space to London she would have thought her grandmother was senile.

"Don't pull that face Lali." Nettle scowled at her and pushed open the door. "Welcome to the Leaky Cauldron girls."