Missa: I'm so happy I'm redoing this, I hated it for so long ;-; so sorry but I knew I could do better.

Megan: A lot better

Missa: Don't make me kill you.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hp series or the Avalon series but I do own my characters (not those from the ones above)

Chapter One: The Letter

Tucker and I raced once more up the stairs, he won. I went to the wooden computer desk and found my cell phone on the top. I got it from my birthday. Dialing Lena's number first and hummed a small tune before she answered.

"Hello?" came her girly voice.

"Hey, it's me Missa. You have to come over quick! I have some recent news." I reply. I hear the distant voices of her other friends. The clichés as I call them. Lena whines a little before saying. "Sure, but what excuse can I say to them?"

"There's an injured animal that needs you but won't let anyone else near. I know they will wanna come too." I say, bitterly adding the last.

Her other friends make me a bit squeamish.

"Alrighty, be there in a flash!" she says happily and hangs up. Next was Rachael. She was reading a book with her bond, Willow the black cat.

The results were almost the same but Rachael came earlier than Lena. She walked in with Willow tightly in her freckled arms. She was the splitting image of her mother but had short straight hair. Rachael wore a brown shirt with an image of a gold Celtic tree on it. Also were her worn out shorts and tennis shoes.

"Hey Missa!" she says cheerfully, her black bag hung beside her. Inside were her books of witchcraft, fantasies, and animal care most likely.

"Let's wait till Lena gets here. You know I hate repeating myself." I say hurriedly, running to the kitchen. She ran behind with her bag hitting her legs. "I do know."

Lena came walking like a peacock into the kitchen later. We were already digging into a half gallon of strawberry cheesecake ice cream.

On her shoulder was a small bird, a amber and brown bird that did not blend Lena's sweater and white skirt. The bird's name is Aura and happens to be a miniature phoenix.

Aura and Lena both love the color pink. Actually the worship the color. She can't make fire nor can she heal with her tears. She can sing a beautiful tune that Lena can not, though. Aura has dark brown feathers that are tipped with fiery amber. She has gold eyes, except the black pupil and has black talons. She's a very sweet bird that also had a ruffle of black feathers on her head.

Lena had a pink and black shoulder bag on her that held her healing potions and her many girlie stuff. The bag alone makes me cringe.

"Hey Lena!" I say with a mouth full of ice cream. "Hey guys!" she smiles her million dollar smile. She flips her long blonde hair like her mother before sitting down.

"What's the news?" she asks, grabbing a spoon. Her brilliant green blue eyes stare at us with a mouthful of ice cream. I explain my parent's conversation to them. Rachael looks at her spoon with wonder. "I wonder who that voice was." She says mostly to herself.

"What on earth does 'we have to tell them' meant?" Lena says, obviously we knew they were talking about us. "No idea…" I reply, eating a big chunk of cheesecake. "We should heal the newcomers first then finish this discussion. It's most likely not as important as that weird discussion." Rachael says stubbornly.

"Maybe or maybe not." I say back but we all go to the Portal Field with Lena's potions.

As if on cue the portal opens with Elaine helping new arrivers. Elaine is a Sepilen, a creature from the Southern Plains of Aldenmor. Mostly she resembles a red elk but she has a red fox tail and thick paws. Her bones are similar to steel so it's hard to beat her.

She led them gently to the field into a line. "Here's the newcomers, friends." Elaine says in her gentle voice. Sepilens are known for their motherly personality so it's no wonder their so loved.

"Thanks Elaine, could you do one more favor?" Rachael asks. "Yes?" Elaine replies.

"We need you to care for the kids for a short while," I say, "That would be so generous!" She nods at me and walks to the many youngsters. Lena hurries to the nearest injured creature. I shudder slightly at the glowing green ooze on the Pegasus. The black fire scares me a tad.

Lena took a clear bottle of silver liquids inside. She pets the Pegasus calmly, "I need you to open your mouth for me." It's so hard to believe that this pink loving cheerleader could be serious.

He opens his horse like mouth and Lena applies two drops onto his tongue. The black fire was gone soon and any cut marks healed. "Next please." She calls loudly. A little quiffle waddled forward. They are so cute, aren't they?

Rachael and I kept busy in getting food and water to others. Elaine was nuzzling the sick infants lovingly. So adorable!

After an hour or more Lena smiles her million dollar smile. "Thank you great healer!" an animal says dramatically. "Yes, we are ever so grateful!" says another. "It was nothing." She waves her hand quickly. Lena can be such a showoff.

Tucker came running to me. "The magic glade is a waiting." He wags his tail furiously, wings twitching. "Fine, lead the way." I get up from feeding a baby jeeran. Getting up we head over to the glade. Everyone soon were happy and running, galloping, waddling, ect all over the place.

"Let's leave these guys to settle into Ravenswood. Wanna go take a swim in the Swan Lake. Since it's the closest." Rachael suggests. Swan lake was the closest and it was a hot day…

"Sure, Lena probably has a swimsuit in her bag anyway. She nods happily. "You wanna come too, Elaine?" I ask the resting seppilen. "Why not, I could go for a quick swim." She gets up and follows us out. We wouldn't be missed for a while

At the lake we settled in finely. Lena was on a stylish towel of moons and stars. She had sun block on, magazines out, and music playing loudly. No wonder animals don't come near her all the time. I ran back to the mansion to fetch myself and Rachael a swimsuit. I grabbed my older black one top and she probably wanted her old plum one.

We slipped in quickly and ran back to find Lena how she was. It gets so hard to hold in a laugh sometimes. Elaine was next to Lena. Both were basking in the sun.

Rachael swam with Tucker near the bottom because Willow, like any cat, feared water. I swam everywhere and chased the many fish. The water was warm from the sun and did it feel good. I sigh in the water and quickly regret it. I sucked in water!

I swam quickly up and coughed up the water. "Ack! Never suck in water guys." I pant out. Lena laughed loudly at me. How sweet of her. Rachael and Tucker surface, giving me a questioning look.

"What's the matter, Missa?" she asks.

"I sucked in water is all. Hurts terribly." I choke out, rubbing my sore throat.

Tucker turns his head upward quickly. "What's that up there?" We immediately look up at the blue sky. A brown speck, growing bigger at the minute, soared down. It turned out to be a small barn owl. It lands on Elaine's antlers softly, peering at us all. Elaine blinks then shakes her antlers to shake him off. Didn't work.

"What's that on its leg?" Lena points at the envelope. Aura grabs it with her beak and gives it to be. We huddle up to see it. It was really thick. It was addressed;

Ms. Melissa, Lena, and Rachael

Ravenswood manor,

Stone Hill Pennsylvania

Main Road

I read it out loud.

Hogwarts School

Of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, ect.)

Dear Melissa Char' day, Rachael Fletcher, and Lena Davies,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Terms Begin on September 1. We await your owl no later than July 31. You will have to go on the train Platform 9 ¾. Some days you can go to Hogsmeade, a town near by, so please have a parent or guardian in the Letter say you can go.

Each of you is required to have:

Three sets of plain black robes.

One pair of gloves (dragon hide or similar)

One winter coat, silver fastenings

One cauldron

A set of glass or crystal phials

One telescope

A broom of your choose

And may bring your bond, cat, owl, or toad

Yours Sincerely

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

In another piece of parchment was;

Dear Melissa Char' day, Rachael Fletcher, and Lena Davies,

Please note that the new school year will start on September the first. The Hogwarts express will leave from King's Cross Station, platform nine and three-quarters, at exactly eleven o' clock. Your tickets are also in the envelope.

Third years and above are permitted to visit the village of Hogsmeade on certain weekends. Please give the enclosed permission form to your parents or guardian to sign.

A list of books for next year is enclosed.

Yours sincerely,

Professor M. McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress.

Rachael takes another glance at the owl's foot. There was also something else on its foot. "Take a look at this." She told us. We look at the old pouch in her hand. Inside was green powder.

"This could be something from something evil. Remember that one mirror you found, Lena?" I say, studying it closely. She nods and blushes madly. The mirror wasn't exactly friendly. "How can it? It from Professor McGonagall" Lena then says matter-of-factly. We both just stare at her.

"True," Rachel says with the biggest hit of sarcasm, "but even if we went, how would we get supplies?" We all look at the owl. The owl seemed to be worn out, but it flapped its wings and walked up to my shoulder. Elaine stares at it, "Wonder why you're going to this 'Hogwarts'…" she says mostly to herself.

I slowly look up. "You don't plan on staying there, do ya?" To my surprise it then spoke to us. "They heard you talk to animals so they let me help you get your supplies" it said, blinking its big eyes at us.

Rachael flips through the letters, a doubtful expression as she read through them. "Okay… so where do we go? No one around here supplies cauldrons or wands."

"Well it took a long time for me to fly here from London. I don't plan on going so soon." says the owl. Lena grins widely at us, a cheerful yet questionable look. "We're going to London? Ah!" she screams, hopping around us all.

"That's not decided yet." I say to her sternly. She looks crestfallen for a split second then turns to the owl. "This isn't a trick, right?" Lena peers at the small brown owl hopefully.

"Of course not! Why should it be?" he fluffs up his feathers roughly. "We haven't been in good terms with strange items as you can tell." Rachael fills him in. "Most likely." The owl agrees. "Now if you don't mind, we should get your supplies quick while there's a sale."

"Sale?" Lena looks fondly at the owl. "What sale?"

"They have a sale for a week in the wizarding world; most don't realize it because it's so crowded and rushing." He replies. "Just a week? How weird…" Lena says, pondering the logic in it.

"Should we call the dragonets, then?" Rachael asks Lena. "Sure, why not?" she smiles.

"No, no. Professor McGonagall wants you to test out the floo powder first." He points with his talon to the bag Rachael discovered. "What's 'flu' powder?" I ask, giving the bag a not so gentle poke. "Watch it!" he flails at me. "Not a pinch is to be wasted!"

"What is it?" I repeat, scowling angrily.

He scowls back but replies. "Floo powder usually is made for those wizarding families because underage wizards aren't aloud to Apparate yet. It's a way of travel with fire places. You just take a pinch, walk into a fire place, make sure yours elbows are tucked in, and say the place you want to go clearly"

"Sounds simple enough." Lena says. "Why tuck your elbows in?" I ask.

"You could lose a limb that way." I gulp loudly. "Here's a question. Do they have the same money system? On here it says that the books may cost an extra 'sickle'." Rachael asks while holding the paper up to him. "Yes, you don't have the same money system. Don't know why really, never cared. Headmaster Dumbledore asks to exchange your American-Muggle money for our British-Wizard money."

"Again, simple." I say to Lena. She nods happily, "I wonder what the clothes are like!" she says excitedly.

"You probably won't like them," I say, "Wizarding clothes aren't the latest fashion." I tease. She huffs at me. I smile a fake innocence at her. "Now, if you would be so kind, get your money for I have a tight schedule." The owl says. Elaine smiles an elkish grin. "Better crack that piggy bank of yours, Missa."

"I knew I shouldn't have told you about Oinker!" I point an accusing finger at the Seppilin then blush. "Oinker?" Rachael asks, raising an eyebrow. "Um…"

"Don't worry guys, I have my money." Lena smiles, "I can get mine thanks." I reply sourly. She sometimes can't help but brag at her amount of money sometimes. "May I borrow some? I don't get my allowance till Friday." Rachael grins nervously.

"Lena can." I smile wickedly then turn to Elaine.

"Elaine," she turns her great head at me. "Yes?"

"Take care of the others while we're gone, alright?" I ask sweetly. "It's a pleasure too." She smiles another elkish grin. Getting up, she shakes her fox tail and gallops off into the woods. "Let's go to my room." I suggest.

They get up and gather the stuff. Tucker kneels at the owl so he can get on. The owl, being exhausted, hops on after he picks up the letters and pouch.

We run (Aura flies) to the manor swiftly for sixteen year olds. The owl clutches Tucker brown color tightly, accidentally crumpling the letters.

We snuck past the living room where my parents still haven't left. "Thankfully I have a fire place in my room. That is needed, right?" I ask the owl as we enter my room. "Indeed it is." He answers. I mutter, "Good" and put my clothes over my bathing suit. I was still damp despite the warm air run we went through. So my clothes kind of stuck to me.

Rachael did the same, making a face as it stuck to her too.

"I guess we go to Diagon Alley?" Lena says as she read the letter once more. Rachael held the bag of floo powder with astonishment still. I'm going to have a tough time saying that Diagon Alley...

The fire place was at the other side of the room. I walk boldly to it. "So who goes first?" I ask to them. They shuffle their feet. "Owl, you'll come with me." I command, not ask, command. "W-what?" he falls over Tucker. "You heard me; you'll have less of a flight if we go to London." I say.

I can be nice.

I grab my own brown shoulder bag with a withered hawk's feather on the strap. Mom gave it too me from her Grandmother. "Let's go." I say, getting into the fire place. On the outside I must look pretty bold to jump into something so foreign but my knees felt like water.

Taking the floo powder with a nervous hand and the other holding the bag and owl I cough at the dust. "Good luck," Rachael says. I crack a half smile, "Thanks."

"Keep hold of me tight now, remember to throw the powder at the ground, don't think too much." The owl advices me. I give a nod and yell a bit too loudly, "Diagon Alley" disappear in flash of green fire. There was then a silence from my room. "Is she dead?" Lena says pointing at where I once stood. Rachael gives her a look.

Spinning wildly I become sick. I close my eyes at once when many different fire places unravel in front of me. Things slow down so I take a peek. I spot a rather unusual fire place. Getting closer it's a book store of some sort. It seems the owl wasn't lying.

I fly out of the fire place and smack into someone. He makes a funny noise as I fall on him. He has a frenzy of black hair and wore a coat like everyone else. I hear a crack and see broken glasses. A wave of guilt floods me. I get up and grab his broken glasses.

Blinking I get a better look at the pale, thin boy. He looked my age and behind him was a giant man with black shaggy hair and big. He wore a patched up coat with many pockets that some that wiggled.

"I'm so very sorry" I said while lending him a hand. "It's okay" He says. He brushes himself off. "Flu powder?" He asks kindly. "Yeah" I nod, blushing at his amazing green eyes. My own eyes had a funny feeling in them at the moment.

People were looking at us. I glare at them, and the funny feeling increases. What in the world? I had no time to think of it for I got knocked into the face by two bodies and a dog.

"Hey, Missa!" Tucker wags his tail at everyone. Lena and Aura were brushing themselves off quickly. "That flu powder needs a little work…" she grumbles. The big man turns around at us. "Who ar' yer girls?" He asks politely.

"We're people!" Rachael laughs giddily. "Can we do that again?" she asks excitedly. She thought that was fun?

Missa: yeah! Another chapter done! Isn't that great? See you next time!