Chapter 2

"Oh, it's a school for magic," said Blaise.

"You're a witch," said Marcus.

I burst out laughing. "You're…kidding…me…right?" I said.

"No, we're not, babe," said Brian.

"Brian, stop messing around. This isn't funny," I said starting to panic.

"Pick out the clothes you want to wear tonight and tomorrow including pajamas," instructed Blaise.

I picked out my clothes and sleepwear. "There," I said.

Blaise took out this stick thing and started waving it. When he was done, all of my belongings were in a single, small suitcase. That's when everything went black.

"Mia…" I heard a muffled voice say. "'Mione, sweetie, please wake up." I heard it again.

"Brian?" I asked groggily. "I had the weirdest dream ever." When I opened my eyes, I was staring at Marcus and Blaise right in the eyes. I screamed at the top of my lungs. "It wasn't a dream!" I yelled.

"Hermione, we're not going to hurt you, and we're not mental," said Marcus.

"We can really do magic," said Brian.

"Would you like to see more?" asked Blaise.

"Sure. Maybe it'll help me get my head around this," I said.

All of the boys took out their stick things and started waving them. A silver eagle came out of Blaise's stick, water came out of David's while fire came out of Marcus' hitting each other and creating steam, Kyle was making my bed float, and Brian was making heart-shaped bubbles. I was laughing. When everyone stopped, I asked, "What are those?"

"What are what?" asked Kyle.

"Those sticks?"

"Oh, they're wands," replied David.

"Can I get one? And where can I get it?"

"We'll go to Diagon Alley later this week with Mom and Dad. You'll need to learn all you can before we go back to school," said Blaise.

"Cool. What school will I be going to?"

"We are all transferring to Hogwarts," said Marcus.

"All?" I questioned looking at Kyle and David.

"Well, we are too, but I think he means the rest of your family," said David.

"The rest of my…? Oh, yeah. I remember Mom saying there was a family of five children. So we have two other siblings?" I asked.

"No, we have three. Casey is six. Mom and Dad had her after you left us," said Blaise.

"Oh, I see. What if they don't like me?" As this realization hit me, I started panicking and hyperventilating. "What if they don't think I'm worthy enough, or that my music sucks…or…or I'm stupid because I only know non-magic things!" By this time I was in full-blown panic attack mode.

"Oh, crap. Not again," said Brian.

"What's going on?" asked Blaise with a panicked look on his face.

"She's having a panic attack. It'll be alright. We've done this before," Kyle explained. While Kyle said this, Brian had come over to me and was holding me, whispering calming things into my ear. "David, get the bear."

"Where is it?" David asked.

"I don't know. Accio it to you."

David got the bear while Kyle put on some music. "What is this?" asked Marcus.

"It's our demo," said David handing a light-up bear to Brian who, in turn, handed it to me.

I clutched the bear to me like it was my lifeline and started to calm down. "Sorry you guys had to see that," I apologized to Blaise and Marcus.

"It's OK, sis. Mom does that too sometimes. It's never that bad though. You will have to tell us what to do if it happens again when you're not there," Blaise said to Brian.

"OK," said David. "I'm glad the Ministry dropped the legal age to do magic outside of school to sixteen instead of seventeen."

"Me too," said Kyle. "Otherwise we'd be S.O.L."

"What does S.O.L. mean?" asked Blaise.

"You mean y'all don't know what S.O.L. means?" Kyle asked. Both Marcus and Blaise shook their heads. "S.O.L. means shit outa luck."

"Oh," Marcus and Blaise said together sounding as if they had heard or seen something amazing.

"We should start getting ready for the party," I said. "All of you go down to the sitting room. Brian, can you bring me up a Monster?"

"Sure, babe." He gave me a kiss and everyone left. One minute later, as I was trying to tie my shirt up, there was a knock on the door. "I have your Monster," Brian said.

"Come on in. I need your help with my ties," was my reply.

Brian came in, set down my drink, and started pulling on my ties. He pulled them as far as he could and said, "Is that good?"

"No," I replied, "I need them a little tighter."

"Who do you want me to call up?"

"Blaise or Kyle," I replied.

Brian let go and walked to the door. "Blaise!" he yelled. "Get up here!"

Blaise came to my door, took one look at my outfit, and said, "What the hell are you wearing?!"

I had on a blood red corset with black lace and a skirt that came up mid-thigh that had ruffles and black and red lace. "I'm wearing one of my show outfits," I explained.

Blaise turned to Brian and said, "You let her wear that?"

"Just think of it as a costume. That's what I do."

"What do you need my help with?" asked Blaise.

"I need you to help tie my ties. Brian can't get them tight enough."

"Sure." In one swift movement my ties were perfect. "Is that good?" he asked.

"Perfect," I replied. I turned around and gave him a hug. "Thank you. Now get out." Both Blaise and Brian started leaving. "Not you, Bri. I need your help with something."

When Blaise closed the door and started down the stairs, Brian said, "What's up?"

"How well can you change hair styles and such with magic?"