Chapter 1:

He's Old And Stuff!

"Shut up! Just-just… go get the maids to give you the keys!" Dad shouted at me after asking him to use the car. He wouldn't answer so I stood at the office door and asked him 3 times before he answered. I slammed the door and ran to Marla, our 46 year old maid. I found her making some cookies, Dad's order.

"Uh, Marla?" I asked shyly, she turned around and smiled.

"Yes, darling?" Marla said back and put the chocolate chips in some cookie dough. I gave her a cute smile,

"Can I have the car keys to Dad's Mercedes?" She shook her head and started scooping the cookies onto trays. Marla grabbed the keys off our counter and threw them to me. I waved and walked out the front door, with the keys. I flipped out my iPhone and saw it was 9:54 a.m. 6 minutes till my shift! I stepped on the pedal and went down the road, we leave about 2 miles away from the mall.

Now, your probably wondering how my life is bad if my Dad is rich. And that's the thing. Dad's rich, Mom's dead because of me. We have 2 maid's, Marla and Lola. Marla is the one that cooks and cleans. Lola goes shopping and makes sure I do what I'm supposed to. Dad doesn't pay attention to me at all. All I have in my room is my bed, desk and closet full of clothes I bought myself. I don't get to celebrate my birthday or have a holiday with my family. Dad has people he can get good business with come over and I have to dress up to make him look like a good 'family man.' Marla may seem nice, but really she just gives me the keys I need and tells me my schedule. Lola is just a bossy old woman! So now you know, my life isn't the best!

I got to the mall and ran inside to Hot Topic, just in time to! KT was just checking out. I put my name tag on and stood in the front. A few people came in here and there for 3 hours. But around 2, it got swamped!

"Hello, anything your looking for today?" I would ask politely and smile. A few would accept and ask for bracelets or pajamas. I also sold a few pants and shirts, but not much else. I always wonder why bracelets and pajamas are so amazing…

"Uh, Alana? You can go, it's my shift…" A male voice said, I looked over and saw Cole. A coworker. I nodded and took of my bag, then shoved it in the compartment where we keep them. It was now 8 p.m and officially starting to be dark outside. I got in the car and turned on my new CD. It's The Maine! I sang along to 3 songs before pulling into my driveway. Marla and Lola leave at 5, so I don't have to see them! The smell of alcohol was overloading my nose when I opened the door, I walked into the living room and saw Dad. He was totally drunk and laying on the couch watching porno. BLEH! Dad turned around and saw me standing in the doorway looking at him. He stumbled over to me and got really close to my face,

"What are you looking at bitch? GO GRAB ME ANOTHER BEER!" Dad slurred. I was about to get 1, but thought twice.

"No." I said and turned around. He raised his eyebrows quizzically at me. I stayed there as he stared,

"I said to get me a beer, GO!" Dad shouted and took another step forward, our nosess were an inch apart.

"No." He put on his mad face and I suddenly felt a stinging sensation on my cheek. I took a few steps back and ran into the wall, holding my right cheek.

"You made our family terrible! Look! No mother or wife! Dumb bitch!" He howled and kicked my shin. I slid down the wall and whimpered softly. Dad leaned down and got back in my face,

"Your mother is dead! Because of you! You killed your own mother! How can you live with yourself? You also have no friends. Ya know why?" He whispered the last part and slapped my face when I didn't answer, "Because you're a stupid, slutty, bitchy whore! I see why your ex boyfriend cheated!" Dad strolled back into the living room and pushed play on his porno. The tears finally entered my eyes and pooled over the edge. I pushed my body off the floor and limped upstairs to my bedroom. I climbed out my window and ran to the abandon park around the corner. It was hidden in the middle of a bunch of trees.

There were 2 tunnels to get in and the rest was surrounded by a tall, metal wall. Inside there is a slide, swing set and monkey bars, it was all covered in graffiti. I st in the middle of it all and cried. I looked down at what I was wearing: .com/cgi/set?id=31369588 That's what I was wearing under my black sweatshirt. I tore my iPod Touch out and listened while taking pictures of myself with my iPhone. After awhile, I got bored and put them in the pockets on my skirt. I laid down in the grass and closed my eyes, fresh tears coming again.

Crack! Crunch! Crrraaaccckkk! My eyes flew open and looked forward just in time to see a dark figure pointing a… stick? At me and to be knocked out.

HOGWARTS:

"Now class, as you 6th Years know, you have learned quite a bit about muggles." The professor started telling the class, "Dumbledore has given us a GREAT opportunity. This is knew to the Muggle Studies class. You are the only class that is doing this! I expect you to be responsible! You will be broken in pairs and given a muggle to learn about!" The last sentence made loads of opinions start up in the room, Fred and George Weasley were talking about how they hoped they would be together. Angelina and Alisha were talking about the same. Actually, everybody was talking about the partners. Fred and George stood up,

"OI! We get to be together, right?" Fred shouted at the poor professor. Everyone quieted down and looked at him expectantly,

"Just pair up however you want and I'll get the muggles!" The man shouted back and exited the room quickly. The class sat down and became quiet. They were all thinking the same thin, Who the hell am I going to get? The teacher walked in and was being followed by Snape, McGonagall and a lot more. Even Dumbledore came in!

"Alright class, let me explain the rules first!" Dumbledore started and mad sure all the teachers were with him, "These muggles are real. Not fake, not dolls, humans. They should be treated with respect like all of you." A few people snickered in the back and Dumbledore stared until they quieted, "Anyway, you will be sharing a dorm with them. So make sure your partner is in the same house as you. Next, you will be writing a paper on their personal life, what they do, their family. That kind of stuff. You'll also be learning about what the difference is between the wizard world and muggle world. You will get the same gender so it won't be awkward at the dorms." The teachers walked out, but Dumbledore stuck his head back in.

"They will be with you until the end of the year. You can take them home for breaks or they can enjoy them here. We are going to get them. Oh, 1 professor isn't here so we will have a late muggle or no muggle at all!" With that, some professors started bringing in unconscious muggles. Most of them are guys, the class notices that. After about 5 guys, the teachers go back and get 4 girls. They weren't the prettiest!

"Now that we have the-" The professor started,

"Wait! I found 1 more and just got here! I'm sorry I'm late!" Professor Vector squealed and hurriedly entered the room. She put the muggle on the front table along with the rest. But no one saw this muggle because of a black coat over the person.

"Oh my! The muggles are waking up! That is our cue to leave and let you enjoy your new friends!" Professor Dumbledore announced and left the room with the others.

"Class! Stay with your partners and stay quiet! Don't speak until you have your muggle!" The professor demanded and stood in front of the table to watch. The first to wake up were the boys and girls that could be seen. All were in complete shock and probably terrified, they weren't speaking at all.

"Damn it! Another hangover!" A female voice suddenly said. All the students and the muggles whipped there head in the direction of the covered muggle.

Skylar POV:

"Damn it! Another hangover!" I yelled, feeling my head throb. But my leg hurt too. I opened my eyes and saw black. I ripped my sweatshirt away from my body and rolled over, landing on hard, concrete floor. I groaned with my face down and jumped up. I stared at a wall. And it wasn't mine. I whipped around and saw ,what looked like a class, sitting in pairs wearing weird robes.

"Damn it! What in the name of fucking hell!" I yelled and looked at the class. I saw a few of the guys checking me out, I smirked and walked in front of the table. I was still limping really badly and my shin felt… numbed with pain. Anyway, there was an older woman dressed in robes and a pointy witch hat standing there.

"Hi!" I said in a cheerful voice and waved to the class, teacher and people sitting on the table. "Where the hell am I?" I said and used my super sweet smile, looking at the teacher. She smiled and turned to class,

"You are in Hogwarts! School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" The old lady spread her arms out directing to the class. I nodded and pulled on her arm, getting her attention. She stopped doing… whatever she was doing.

"Uh, where can I go get this fixed?" I asked and pointed to my leg. The people in that room leaned closer to see and gasped. The bone was sticking out, poking at my skin.

"Oh! Well let me sort you into your groups and explain why you're here. Then, your group will take you to the hospital wing. I would also let Madame fix that bruise on your cheek." I nodded as she finished and leaned on my left leg, the one that didn't hurt. She made every pair get on of us that were in the room, for some reason they were calling us 'muggles.' Weird!

"Oh no." The Professor said and looked up at the 2 red headed twins then back at me, "I'm so very sorry! Everyone was supposed to have a group of 2 gender. I guess you'll be sleeping in the boys' dorm! Fred, George behave!" I started walking forward, but let out a little yelp and stopped. 1 of the boys in my group tuned around. He raised an eyebrow at me then turned and looked at his twin. The other twin was just sitting down, he turned around and picked me up bridal style. I giggled,

"Thanks." He smirked and shrugged,

"Anything for my awesome new muggle friend!" He smiled and set me in the middle of the 2 of them. The professor quieted the class down and started explaining. She told us about some history, about the ghosts, the houses, the dorms, the great hall, the classes, the nickname 'muggles', why we're here, what we're going to be doing, how long we're staying and everything in between! A few of the 'muggles' freaked out but were soon calmed down when they figured out we had been removed from anyone who would remember us's memory. We were also told when we went home they would remember us again. After that, we were to have the rest of the day to ourselves! But first, the guys in my 'group' helped me to the hospital wing.

"HI! I'm Skylar Gentile!" I told them once we were out of the classroom.

"I'm Fred Weasley."

"I'm George Weasley!" The one holding me spoke up. I noticed a difference between them, Fred had a freckle on the tip of his nose and George didn't!

"Cool!" I responded. I looked around the wide hallway and noticed all the pictures, they were moving!

"Whoa!" I shouted, capturing Fred and George's attention. I used my right arm and pointed at the pictures, "They're moving! How does that work?" They laughed and made their way up a fancy staircase.

"Yeah, we know. It's magic, literally." George told me. I face-palmed myself and remembered they were wizards. Duh!

"Are all the staircases this nice and fancy?" I questioned them and wrapped my left arm around George's neck to support myself. They both nodded together and went under a beautiful arch way.

"Is there anything else I should know about this castle?" Fred opened a door and we walked inside a room smelling like public bathroom soap… weird.

"Uh, there is 1 staircase that moves. But, you don't need to worry about that. George and I will be with you at all times, almost!" He explained while George sat me down on a hospital bed. I nodded and a small, old lady came rushing out.

"Oh dear, Professor Burbage notified me. So dearie, how did you break your leg this badly?" She informed us. I lowered my head and blushed,

"I don't want to talk about it." Was all I said, the lady nodded and brang me a cup of weird smelling, chunky goo. I looked at it and crinkled up my nose,

"This will heal the bone over night. If you drink it you will be allowed to go to your house for the night and not stay here." She didn't have to say anything else. I grabbed the cup out of here hand and downed it. It felt as though my throat was being burned! I coughed a little bit and let it settle in before lifting my arms.

"Who's carrying me to the house?" I asked, they looked at each other. Using their 'twin-telepathy.' Fred finally scooped me up in his arms and we walked back through the halls and went on the switching stairs! It was so cool! We finally came to a portrait of 'the fat lady' as they called it.

"Hi, I'm Alana! I'm one of the muggles!" I told the fat lady from my position in Fred's arms. She looked very surprised,

"Hello there, I'm the portrait for Gryffindor. Password?"

"Chocolate Frogs." George said and raced into the common room. Fred crawled through the whole and put me on a red couch in front of a huge fireplace. The walls were red with gold designs and COVERED in pictures, moving of course. There were 2 tables, 6 chairs and a loveseat. The thing lighting up the room was a chandelier by the fireplace. It was awesome! On both sides of the fireplace there were staircases. They went up VERY high! George told me one of them was to the girls dorm and one to the boys. He also mentioned that if boys even touch the girls staircase, it turns to a slide. How untrustworthy do they think boys are? HA!

"Can I see where I'll be sleeping? I'm kinda tired…" I trailed off and yawned at the end. I stood up on my good leg as George wrapped his arm around my waist and helped me hobble up the stairs to the room. We passed doors that said the year of the boys and names. We finally got up to 6th Year dorms and found one that said Fred Weasley, George Weasley and Lee Jordan. I pushed open the door and saw 3 of the 4 beds had large trunks at the end. The beds also had a good sized dresser by them and there was a rack for hanging wet clothing in the middle. George helped me over to the bed with 4 suitcases on it.

"Did they pack all my fucking things?" I asked and sat on the bed slowly.

"Just your clothes, shoes and precious muggle items!" Fred explained and sat on his bed with George. I shrugged and started unpacking everything into my dresser.

"So, when am I going to meet this other guy? 'Lee.'" I finished up my third suitcase of clothes and moved on to my 'precious' items, as Fred said.

"Well, it's almost dinner and we always sit with him!: George said, "Oh, also there is this tournament going on right now. The Triwizard Tournament. So there are others here too. Some veela girls and bulky north guys." I felt my face mix up with confusion. They explained to me what the tournament was and what vela's are, by the time they finished I was done unpacking. My leg was feeling so much better!

"Dinner?" I nodded and went downstairs, only having a small limp to my walk. Dinner, dinner, dinner… FOOD!