A/N: So I kept my promise...I uploaded today like I said I would:) Don't you all love me? One review short...sad face...anyways, this checkpoint is seven reviews, counting the ones I already have! So that's really only three reviews...yay you...if you don't reach this checkpoint, I'll upload somewhere between Saturday and Monday, depending on how nice I feel:) If you do...then an upload once you reach it. Legit. And don't review more than once on this chapter *ahem* cuz it won't count:) Luv u all! Enjoy!

Disclaimer:

The following is a dream I had that I do NOT want to happen:

J.K. Rowling - I'm going to sue you!

Me - Okay, sure, go do that, hope you have fun:)

(Two weeks later)

Me - I'm broke! I have no money! *sob* *sob*

J.K. Rowling - Ha! Serves you Right!

Me - I'm never going to forget the disclaimer ever again!

Chapter 2

After the somewhat eventful train ride, I somehow ended up in front of a magical carriage being pulled by what seemed like thin air.

"Mysterious, right?"

I turned around, ending up face to face with an a boy that looked almost my age. He had messy, untamed black hair that sticked up in all directions. One look at him and you would know exactly who he was. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, was standing right in front of me. Being me, I knew how to act in the presence of someone famous.

"Oh My God. You're Harry freakin' Potter!" I shouted loudly. Yup, I'm really good at these things, right?

"Yeah, that's me," he said sheepishly, probably not used to crazy girls like me. "You're Alyssa Calamine, right?"

I nodded, smiling at him. I was glad I didn't have to tell some British guy my name again. My self-esteem would sink to an all-time low if I'm called a traitor for my name again.

"Well, Alyssa, would you like to sit in a carriage with me and my friends?" he questioned me, making me super glad that I won't have to risk another confrontation with the evil Slytherins.

"Yup, thanks," I agreed, motioning for him to lead the way.

Maybe this day won't be as bad as I thought.

"And-and then Harry goes in and saves the day!" Ron yelled in delight as he doubled over in laughter. "But then he realizes that his lovely journal is-is evil!"

I started giggling then, watching Harry blush a deep scarlet.

"Shut up Ron, or I'll tell her about the time when you and Herm-" Harry started with a threatening voice.

"Okay, okay! I'm quiet," Ron stated, still having trouble containing his laughter.

Hermione, like the prefect she was, ordered them to stop continuing their 'childish behavior'. This was better than live television.

"Hey guys, I have a question," I announced to my newfound friends.

They all stopped speaking and looked at me, confused.

"If-if I'm not chosen to be in Gryffindor, will you guys still be my friends?" I inquired, hoping that the answer would be a yes. They were the first people that treated me well all day and I didn't want to lose them just because I was sorted into a different house.

They looked at each other, as if they were silently discussing this. Maybe they were.

"Of course, Alyssa," Harry finally answered, "We'll be your friends. No matter what house you are sorted in. Even if you are a Slytherin."

"Well, even I hope that I'm not in that house," I declared, reassuring them. I would not be sorted into the same house as the blonde kid.

A/N: It's short...I know...but at least you don't have to wait a month for it, right? Anyways...review please! Well only if you like it and you wanna keep reading more:) It means a lot to me! The best gift ever! (Aside from J.K. Rowling giving me all rights to Harry Potter, but when will that happen?) Writing is my passion, a living thing that needs to eat, and reviews are its food! Passion eats reviews...ugh, it even sounds wrong...Oh well, Luv you All, don't forget that!