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On with the story…

How did I Get Here? How the &$#?

Gryffindor

"Man, is that our teacher?" Maureen whispered to Mark as their Charms teacher walked in. "He's a midget…"

"Be nice," scolded Mark.

"At least we have this class with the Ravenclaws," said Angel brightly.

Mimi walked in, chattering with that Joanne girl and a blonde that no one had ever seen before.

"Mimi!" called Angel, waving at her.

Mimi smiled and led her friends over.

"Hey Ang," said Mimi.

"How was your night, Meems?" asked Maureen.

"Could've been better."

"Eh-hem," said the teacher. "Everyone, please take your seats."

Everyone bustled around the classroom, trying to find a chair with his or her name on it.

Maureen and Mimi sat with this kid with a round face and the Harry Potter freak.

Tom, April, Mark, and this girl named Lavender all sat together.

Joanne and Alexi, Mimi's new friend, sat with Hermione and Seamus Finnigan.

Angel sat with Ronald Weasley.

The professor, his name was Flitwick, began calling roll. When he called Tom's name, he was surprised that Tom didn't have an accent, but he continued.

When he called Harry Potter's name, he squeaked and fell off of the desk that he was standing on.

Maureen laughed about that long after the class ended.

The next day, after potions, all the New Yorkers, plus Alexi, met in the library.

"Bet you wish that hat made you a Slytherin, right, Mo?" teased Mark.

"No. Snape's evil."

"That's harsh," said Alexi.

"Have you had him yet?"

"Well, no…"

"You'll see what I mean."

"I'm sure…"

"So!" said Mimi. "How are you guys?"

They all stared at Mimi. She blushed.

"Pretty good, considering," said Tom.

"Wait until you guys have…"

"Meems," said Angel, "we've had all the classes already…"

"Shut up, Angel. We have potions this afternoon."

They heard someone laugh behind them.

"Show yourself!" demanded Angel.

Hermione walked sheepishly out from behind the bookshelf.

"You again?" said Maureen angrily.

"Hi, Hermione!" said April brightly. "What are you doing here?"

"Reading," she said, holding up her book: Hogwarts: A History.

"Didn't you say that you already read that?" Maureen accused.

"Yeah, but I thought that I might've missed a few details and that it would probably be a good idea to reread it."

"Can I borrow it sometime?" asked April.

"Sure!" said Hermione. She piled her other books into her bag and slung it over her shoulder. "See you later!"

"Bye!"

Everyone stared at April. "What?" she asked.

"That girl is a freak," muttered Maureen.

"She is not! She's just… a bookworm."

"Sure, April. Why don't you two meet in the girl's bathroom later and go at it."

"Mo!"

"I'm serious!"

April looked at all her friends and ran out of the library.

Everyone's attention shifted to Maureen. "What was that for?" asked Mark.

"She's weird."

"And you aren't?" asked Angel. Maureen glared at him.

"I'm not as weird as you are!" Maureen fired at him.

They all stared at her. "Mo…?" said Mark, reaching out his hand to her.

"Just leave me alone." Maureen left, too.

"Looks like someone's PMSing," said Mimi.

All the guys made a face.