(Has anybody realized that I have changed the summary of the story? I don't want Lucy, Sasha, and Jack to be in Ginny's year, I want them to be in Harry's, Ron's, and Hermione's year!)

*Later that Day*

Sasha prodded Lucy in her side, and when her hazel gaze flickered over to the jet black haired girl. "Jack's here," Sasha yipped, and motioned towards the window.

Outside of the window stood a boy with unnaturally tidy brown hair, his even more unusual yellow eyes stood out against all of him. He was wearing baggy clothing and had a baseball cap on top of his head.

Jack pressed his hands against the glass and mouthed the words 'Let me in'. Obediently, Lucy got up and slid open the glass door and Jack stepped in. He was wearing sneakers.

"Guess what I got?" he asked, or rather demanded, in his husky voice.

"The letter!" Sasha and Lucy replied at once. Jack's grin flickered out like a dead flame.

"How'd you know?" he asked, taking out the slip of paper from his pocket.

Lucy snatched at it and skipped the first couple of lines and read the actual first one lazily: Dear Mr. Burpol… (Yeah, I know Jack's last name sucks. Deal with it.)

Blah, blah, blah, Lucy thought sadly and angrily and stuffed it back into Jack's hands.

"What's got you in a huff?" he asked sharply, his yellow wolf-like gaze was bright with anger.

"Lucy hasn't received a letter from Hogwarts yet," Sasha sighed sadly, shaking her head, "Looks like we'll be leaving her behind…"

"What are you talking about?" he asked, surprise on his face, and his eyebrows were arched high, "Because Lucy has already received her letter. Why else would that owl be here?" He motioned behind them.

They whipped around quickly, to see a snowy owl blinking at them with his icy gaze and lazily stuck out his leg, which had a letter attached to it.

Lucy reached out for it, but Sasha beat her. She tore open the envelope and read out the words aloud:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Miss Ozly,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…

Sasha stopped short, staring at Lucy in wonder. Jack was grinning. Then, they all aid in union, "WE'LL ALL BE GOING TO HOGWARTS!"