Kat and Zoe ran down the passageway of the Hogwarts Express, lugging their trunks behind them.
"You know," panted Kat, "I found a spell in the back of Grandpa's shop, and it says, "to be used on enemies". D'you think we should go make some enemies?"
"Katherine Ollivander, you are NOT making enemies with the first person you meet!" Zoe snapped.
"Geez, ok, ok, fine." Kat muttered.
They were so concentrated on their bickering that Kat didn't notice the groomed, black haired boy in front of her until it was too late.
WHAM! The force of two hurrying eleven year olds, one carrying a large trunk, was enough to knock them to the floor.
"Oops! I'm sorry, my bad!" Kat exclaimed, giving Zoe a look that said, See? I'm not making enemies with the first person I meet.
"Of course it's your bad!" the boy exclaimed. "Do you have any idea who I am?"
"Uhhhhh, no?" Kat replied, looking at him quizzically. "We're from America, genius, and raised in the No-Maj world besides."
"You don't?" the boy gasps. "How-how is that possible?"
"We were raised in a No-Maj orphanage, idiot. OF FREAKING COURSE we haven't heard of you!" Zoe snapped.
"What even is a No-Maj?!" the boy yelled.
"No-Maj. No Magic! Duh," replied Zoe.
"Why don't you call them Muggles, like real people do?" sneered the boy.
"Real people, huh," snarled Kat, "like you, Dolores Umbridge?"
"Oooooooooooooh," said Zoe.
"What the-what-no, I'm Richard Potter!" gasps the boy.
"Well, Richie Richard, my friend and me are gonna get a compartment. So move your stinking British butt out of the way before I run you over." Kat snapped. "Also, a parting gift. Anaticula!" she exclaimed, waving her wand. Nothing happened. "Ah, dang it," she muttered.
"I won't move," Richard Potter snapped. "I'm a *&^%ing Potter! You move!"
Kat glared at him. "You asked for it," she snapped.
"Kat, NO!" shouted Zoe.
"Castreo!" shouted Kat. Richard Potter doubled over, groaning, and Kat stomped over him. "Hashtag YOLO!" she yelled.
"Kat..." sighed Zoe, levitating her trunk over Richard and then stepping over him. "I swear, you are going to be the death of me!"
As they walked down the aisle, they saw people-really, anyone within earshot of the fight-laughing and/or glaring at them.
"Well," replied Kat, "at least we made a good entrance!"
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Ollivander's
Fiksi PenggemarKat Ollivander, Zoe Smith and their friends (or, as in one case, their sworn enemy) are on the run from a new Dark Lord. But first, they have to go to Hogwarts and learn the truth... Set when Harry's kids have kids of their own. Years one through se...
