A/N: Hello my fellow HP lovers! Sorry I haven't updated, sports been getting in the way :(
Ermmm, here is the next chapter :) PLEASE REVIEW!

'Guys, lake party!'

'WHAT?' I scream, as I sit bolt right up.

'Lake party,' Fred and George reply, pulling Lauren and I up and dragging us up with them.

'What do you mean a 'lake party'?' I ask.

'We go swimming in the black lake!' George replies, grinning from ear to ear.

I roll my eyes but grin either way.

'Guys, it's 6am, last day of school and we've got…one hour to do this thing.

I summon a self-taking camera for the day. The pictures print automatically and however many you want.

We all run to the lake, the camera taking a snap shot of us diving into the lake.

I leap into the lake, letting the cool water elapse over my body.

I dive down deep into the water. So deep that my ears start to hurt.

I keep swimming down, down, down until something grabs my waist. I turn around and see a familiar red head. I laugh, but then start to choke on the water.

George whips out his wand, making up shoot upwards. We shoot out of the water, going fifteen feet above the lakes water line.

I scream, then laugh, smiling. I pull my body into a strait dive, putting my hands in front of me. I hit the water, going into an underwater front sault.

I break the water to claps and whoops.

We continue to do that, going under the water as far as we can, and then shooting up.

We spend the hour swimming, diving, being thrown up in the air by the giant squid, who's acting like a life guard.

We get out, blue and purple, even though the sun's shining. We lay out in the sun, drying off quickly. We walk into the Great hall and see a huge banner, green, red, blue and yellow, taking up the whole back wall, above the teachers table. It says:

CONGRATULATIONS CLASS OF 2013!

Red and gold streamers decorate us and we enter the great hall.

'And we have Claudia Estelle, Lauren Estelle, Fred Weasley and George Weasley, proud graduates of Gryffindor house,' something announces over us.

Everyone cheers and I blush red.

We all sit down at our table.

I fill my plate with chips, pancakes and as much as I can eat.

More names are announced as more year 7 students enter the hall.

Breakfast ends and all year 7's stay in the great hall, as they were instructed.

'Now, we understand that you are all very excited for a) the graduation ceremony later today b) leaving Hogwarts c) and our surprise for you! Now, you will each take this tablet, that will keep you in the same spot, but you will be somewhere else. You should've learnt about this is potions," Professor McGonagall explains.

'Not bloody likely,' Fred snorts.

'So, you will each have to spend a day at a muggle private co-ed school in Melbourne, Australia,' Gonna announces.

'Ha! Awesome!' I squeal.

'You will each be given a bag with everything you'll need, uniform which you'll be changing into in the great hall –'

'You mean boys and girls mixed?!' I cry.

'Of course not Miss Estelle, the rooms will be divided. Half for boys and half for boys. Then for each gender, there will be four compartments, for each house. Got it?' Gonna asks me.

I nod, smiling.

'Dammit,' Fred and George mutter.

'Ha, suck,' Lauren and I giggle.

We are each given a bag, well, the bag comes to us and we find our correct compartment.

I pull out a uniform that looks like the one that Lauren and I used to wear. It's a light blue, the dress' are a third from our knee up. So they're shortish. Good.

We have white socks, black t-bars, a blue jumper and then a blazer.

We all strip and put the uniform on.

I look through the bag, there's the purple tablet that Gonna was talking about. A pencil case, a laptop, about ten folders and that's about it.

Gonna says over the loud speaker: 'Okay, in your bag there is $500 muggle money and a phone. There are also ten folders, a pencil case and a laptop. You'll work it out eventually. Now, on three, I want everyone taking the purple tablet. One, two, three!'

Lauren and I dry swallow our tablet, as does every other Gryffindor girl in year 7 does.

Screams, squeals and shouts engulf us as we all tumble over each other.

All Gryffindors from what I can tell are all on this floor.

'Where do we go,' , 'What is this place?!' , 'Guys, where are our wands?'

'Yeah, where are our wands?' I ask.

'What are you all doing here? Quick, you're meant to be in class. The bell rung ten minutes ago!' a woman shouts at us, that looks scarily like Gonna's, but a muggle version.

We all stumble over each other, somehow knowing where to go.

Fred, George, Lauren and I break into our Maths class.

'Oh, crap,' I curse.

Lauren sees them too.

It's Jonah and Sam.

'Claudia! Lauren!' the both chorus.

'Hi?' lauren and I reply.

The both engulf us in hugs.

'This is no time for reunions. Girls and boys, take a seat on that table,' the guy at the front of the room says.

I turn around and see a guy that's maybe 19. Wow, weird.

He eyes me up and down, his eyes resting hungrily on my chest.

I cross my arms self-consciously and George wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

The teacher, who's called Mr Williams only grins at me.

We take a seat.

The maths class goes quickly, bringing back memories, helping Gred and Forge.

'Claudia, I want to talk to you after class please,' Mr Williams says, not looking at me.

'George, this guy's creeping me out. He keeps eying me. So, I want you to wait outside the door and burst in if I sneeze, okay?' I reply.

'Sure,' George replies.

The bell goes and the room empties and I see Mr Williams.

'You should hitch your dress up, show off your legs more,' he starts.

'Ew, you're like fifty,' I reply, my cheeks burning.

Don't let your stance down, don't.

'I'm 19, only two years older than you,' he says, stepping out from his desk.

'Yeah, you're a teacher. By the way, I'm black belt in Judo, karate and any Marshal Arts,' I say, stepping back.

'I don't care. I have locked the door to the classroom. All I want is one little feel up that dress,' he grins.

'You aren't going to go round feeling up girls who are two years younger than you. You sick minded giraffe,' I state.

I sneeze.

'Back off, you idiot,' George cries, as he comes in, and knocks mr Williams out.

'You okay?' he asks me, pulling me close.

'He said he wanted a feel up my dress,' I reply, my heartbeat quickening.

'It's okay now,' George says, pressing his lips delicately to mine.

So far, the day has been awesome, besides that little episode.

'Hey, Claudia!'

I turn around and see…

Sam.

Great.

Awesome.

Fantastic.

SARCASUM USED THERE!