Hogwarts: Next Generation (HP/Multi-Authored)

Lynn nodded. "Oh, I know. They're kinda unpredictable...But I know Zach and Josh well though, I've know them since i was like one." She explained, flipping through another book of dreses, searching for one for her.

"Maybe you should try like a light green. It would match your eyes," pointed out Heather. This Weasley was unprediactable for she knew more things than people thought she did.

Lynn blinked. "Hey...yeah, you're right!" She said brightly. Lynn flipped onto her back, holding the magazine above her and flipping through pages apon pages. Finally, she let out a squeal. "That's it!!" She exclaimed, sticking the picture under Heather's nose.

It was a vert pretty dress, the color of a darker green. It had a small slit on either side to about where her knees are, and it was strapless. The botton looked a bit curvey (um dunno how else to explain it. You know how sometimes on the bottom of a dress, it aint cut straight, but sorta waveyish? Yeah....). And the bottom draped on the ground a bit.

"I WANT IT!!" She yelled, grinning in delight. "Waddaya think, Heather?" She then asked quite eagerly.

"You should get it, you know. Now if you don't mind I really think I better finish my homework. It is due tomorrow, Lynn," said Heather. She gave Lynn a small smile, before she rolled over onto her stomach to the small table, where her homework lay.

Picking up her golden spectacles, that lay on the table, she shoved them upon the bridge of her nose. Lazily she dipped her quill into the ink pot, to get fresh ink upon it. Pushing some of her red wavy hair behind her ear, she stuck out her tongue in frustration. Finally she tried consulting the book to find some of the answers for the history essay.

Four hours of intense studing, passed Heather by. She took off her glasses and streched, before she headed for the girls' dormitories for the night.

Lynn nodded. She stood and stretched about an hour before Heather went up. 'Wow...she's intent about school work...' Lynn thought, but then began to silently make her way the portrait hole. She went through and began wandering to the kitchens, her stomach informing her for it's sudden need for more food...

*Um, next day, morning*

Heather flopped around on her bed. She reached for her golden specs, that layed on her table next to her four poster bed. Quickly she hopped up and went through her trunk for a fresh school uniform. Finding a nice creased one, she wrestled it on. In another second, she was running a comb through her very knotty hair.

"Are you up, Lynn?" asked Heather as she stuck a ribbon in her hair.

Lynn, who was buried undernethe a bunch of blankets, shifted slightly. She moaned in reply, putting her pillow over her head to block out sound. It was obvious she wouldn't get up without a fight.

Heather snapped the ribbon down and strade over to her friend's bed. "It's going to be time for classes when you ususally wake up, you know," said Heather to Lynn.

Lynn grumbled noisily and sat up sharply, bags under her eyes. Who know what time she had actually gone to sleep? She stretched and yawned, attempting to get out of bed. It took a few tries.

She quickly changed into a wrinkled uniform (it had a tear on the skirt from her constant running about), then put her hair in a low pony tail without brushing it. "Righto! Let's go!" She said, grabbing her bag.

"Are you sure you're ready to go?" asked Heather with a chuckle. Shouldering he book bag she began to make her way to the common room.

Reaching the stair way she stopped before it. Giving her friend an impish grin she beagn to slid down the stair. Reaching the bottom she landed lightly on her feet.

Lynn rolled her eyes. "Of course I am,"

She also slid down...but being Lynn Wood, she needed to make it more daring. She slid down on her feet. She almost landed on her butt, though. "Breakfast!" She sang, then continued on singing a song about breakfast (she was simply picking words outta her head and singing them...).

Heather supressed a giggle as she collected her books that had fallen onto the floor.

They wandered through various corridors, hallways, up and down staircases as they talked. Finally they came upon the wooden doors of the Banquet Hall. Heather stopped talking as she looked at all of the students which were quiet and pale.

Lynn, who was still looking quite merry, was very noticable in the massive group of the other students. "...erm, what's up...?" She asked curiously, cocking her head to one side, showing that she was clearly confused.

Looking up Heather noticed that the graying Cornelious Fudge was talking rapidly with Dumbledore. By the situation she could tell it was grave for Dumbledore looked quite shaken.

Lynn was slow to realize it, but she also saw the expressions. She suddenly got a chill that ran down her back. "Heather....I'm scared," She whispered, gripping her bag as tight as possible.

"Wait," said Heather. She took her wand out and uttered a spell that was to see and hear an event at a certain range away. Usually it wan't quiet what I would call useful.

Lynn stared at what Heather was doing. She stayed silent, her throat unable to release words at this moment.

"For some reason the spell isn't working. They probably don't want us to hear them," said Heather.

"Then we gotta find out what it is!" She exclaimed, then the two began to slink closer, and they fortunatly went unnoticed...

Heather dived under the teachers' table upsetting some of the dishes. They toppled over and collided with the floor.