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I find myself in the Harry Potter World

"Good night, girls!" "Night mom."
I snuggled into bed with my Harry Potter book. I waited until my little sister slept; and I flipped it open.
'Mr. And Mrs. Dursley of number four, privet drive, were proud to say they were perfectly normal, thank you very much--'
All of a sudden a swirly tornado thingy jumped out of the book and I was sucked inside.
* * *
I was unconscious, but after awhile a boy speaking in a British accent yelled, "OI! Hermione!!"
I blinked in confusion, Hermione?
I sat up, rubbing my eyes. "Hermione? Hey dumbo, stop fooling around. Seriously."
"Hermione!!!" The boy screeched. "WE'RE LATE FOR CLASS!! Normally I'm the one who's late!! WAKE UP WE HAVE CHARMS!!!"
"God, stop screaming in my ear. What's your problem? Dude, now my ears hurt," I scowled.
"Hermione Grangerrrrrr!!!! What is wrong with you?!" The boy waved his hands in the air like he was dancing. "AND WHY ARE YOU SPEAKING IN AN AMERICAN ACCENT?!?!?!"
"Look random stranger. My name is Rachel. Not Hermione. Hermione Granger is a fictional character from a book-" "YOU'RE HERMIONE GRANGER! YOU'RE NUTS!" The boy screamed and danced around, waving his hands like crazy.
"Wait a second... Aren't you that guy with the freckles and red-hair? You've got 8 other family members... You're Ron Weasley, aren't you?" I asked in amazement. How did I even end up in the world of Harry Potter? Wasn't it fictional?!
Ron looked relieved. But and then he straightened up again. "Time for charms, Hermione. With Professor Flitwick. Come on, go brush your hair. It looks like a mess. Well it is a mess, but I didn't want to sound that rude--" bla bla bla, yada yada yada. I walked straight into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. The reflection shown in the mirror wasn't me; it was-

Hermione Granger.

Hi! All rights to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. My new fan fiction- please vote/comment/follow! Also, go check out my other fan fiction-'In The Afterlife' thank you!! Hope you like this. Peace -Rachel🌟💜