'oh, when you're all alone, I will reach for you when you're feeling low, I will be there, too'
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𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ten o'clock rolled around, Lyra was aching to just go to her bed and sleep for all of eternity, as she and Katrina had been scrubbing at the blue floor in front of them for the past three hours.
Between the time of their last class of their day, divination (which was quite an eventful lesson to say the least) and to where Lyra was sitting on the floor next to Katrina, scrubbing at the floor, Fred and George had tried their best to join their friends in the detention, but Professor McGonagall had seen right through their plan and assigned them detention for the weekend.
Unfortunately, the boys had chosen to spill buckets of paint over a group of first years, and the paint had splattered on the floor.
The floor that the girls were now scrubbing as if their lives depended on it.
Grunting and tucking a loose strand of hair that had fallen out of her ponytail, Lyra turned to Katrina. "You know, I'm beginning to think Fred and George did this on purpose."
"You and me both. We could be laying in our comfy beds right now, but instead, here we are cleaning up after them." Katrina chuckled.
Deciding she had done enough, Lyra sat against a wall in the hallway, praying that none of the staff would choose to pay a visit at that time.
"Can I ask you something?" Lyra asked her friend, who had come to sit beside her, an equally exhausted look upon her usually cheerful face. Nodding, Katrina urged her to continue. "How do you know Fred and George were big pranksters, not to mention you don't seem to be as weirded out about all the magic as a muggle-born normally would?"
"I thought you'd ask that." Katrina smiled grimly, facing the wall across from the two. "As I said earlier on the train yesterday, magic isn't exactly kept a secret in Australia, everyone knows about it and we live in peace with each other, except for those few prejudiced families, I guess. But basically, I came to this timeline in 1992, but I'm from 2020. I'm born in 2005, so it's kind of weird considering some of you could literally be the age of my parents in my timeline."
Scrunching her face, Lyra hit Katrina lightly on the leg. "Ew! I don't want to think about that! But that doesn't explain how you know a lot."
"This may sound weird, but there is a whole book series on Harry Potter. They're finished and everything. I may have lied before when I said I had never read them, in fact, I used to steal the copies from the school library and read them late at night all the time. I know the whole story back to back. Then there are movies based on the books too, but the books are way better. All the characters in the books are here too, but it's different..." Katrina trailed off, her voice growing more confused as she went on.
