The Turner of Time (Writing in Progress)

Can I borrow a wand?

Written by Abby:

"Izzy!" Abby groaned, dropping to her knees.

The two boys looked worriedly down at the unconscious girl.

"Was it something we said?" They say at the same time.

Abby rolls her eyes. "She's fine. Can I borrow a wand?"

"What do you need a wand for?" One of the boys asks suspiciously.

"Haven't you got one of your own?" Says the other.

Abby sighs. "No, I haven't, and I'll explain this later. I lost mine."

The boys share a glance, then one hands her a wand. Abby stares at it for a moment-- it's almost exactly the same as the one she owned back whenever she was a teenager.

"Thank you," She says, and pointing it at Izzy, mutters, "Enervate."

Izzy immediately gasps and sits up. She stares up at the two boys above her. She whips her head around to look at Abby, and then back again to the boys.

"Oh my God," she whispers. "You're--"

"What are your names?" Abby asks, although she knows exactly who they are. It would be a bit odd if she and Izzy went around knowing everything about everyone. She shoots Izzy a warning glance.

"I'm Fred!" says one.

"And I'm George!" Says the one that handed Abby his wand.

"Here," Abby says, giving the wand back to George.

"Thank you, my lady," he says goofily with a bow.

"You're--" Izzy gasps and breaks off.

Abby rolls her eyes. If you say I like your face, she thinks. Honestly.

"I'm very sorry, Izzy gets excited easily." she says apologetically.

"Hi," Izzy says breathlessly.

"Hi," says Fred with a grin. "Who are you people?"

"We're in Ravenclaw," Abby says.

"Third year," Izzy says.

"We're transfer students from Ilvermorny," Abby says, thinking fast. "We just got here, and don't know where to go. The headmaster told us we were in Ravenclaw. Back in Ilvermorny we were in the Horned Serpent house."

The twins stare at them.

"We're in our third year," says Fred.

"Maybe we could show you around," says George.

"Might even have some classes together!" They chime in.

"Thank you," Abby says, shooting Izzy a glance. Izzy has gained some of her composure, by now she can actually form a sentence. Don't say it, Abby thinks.

"We seem to have lost track of our possessions," Izzy says, and Abby breathes a sigh of relief.

"We'll help you find them!" Fred says with a grin.

"Let's go!" George says.

Fred links his arm through Izzy's, who looks ready to faint again, and George links his arm through Abby's and they march the two American girls out of the Great Hall, Abby silently slipping the Time-Turner back into her pocket.