It happened overnight. Harry and I were practicing our magical spells when one went terribly wrong. Before we knew that we had said the banished words, “Edgewaterpatronum”, we were engulfed by fiery balls of fury. We had landed at Edgewater High School.
Our first day of school was pretty wild. Being in an unfamiliar place, we did everything we could to fit in. Unfortunately, our teachers did not understand Wingardium Leviosa and our peers did not like our wands and cloaks. I tried to tell Harry that all we needed to do was use Orchideous and give them to everyone, but he thought that was homosexual.
“Their wands look like sticks. I don’t like sticks,” said Jamie Jensen.
Since Harry’s parents are dead and mine were back at home, we rode our Nimbus 2000’s to school. People thought that was kind of strange for some reason. I mean, come on, we’re wizards! Of course we have magical transportation devices.
First period was AP Chem, Mr. Williams got mad at us because we made the Felix Felicis potion and everyone magically passed his class. Between classes, some huge gangster was about to trash can me when I yelled, “Stupify!” He was only stunned, but an administrator thought I was using violence and sent me to the discipline office. I had no clue where that was. So, I headed off to second period.
Second period was Photography I and we were still having trouble making friends. Since we were unfamiliar with the art of photo-taking, our teacher told us to watch demonstrations. We entered the “dark room” and Harry thought it needed a little sunshine. He whipped out his wand and used Lumos to create a glow. This seemed to tick people off even more. Apparently, the “dark room” is DARK on purpose.
Third period we finally found a friend among our classmates in AP Euro. His name is Shea Marvin and he was the first not to make fun of our cloaks. In fact, he really liked them. We got into a deep conversation about wizards and found out that Shea had repressed memories about his childhood.
“I always thought I was a wizard. One day, Quinn threw a teddy bear at me and I uttered some unknown spell. He hit his head on the couch. I thought I was a true magic man at heart, but then I found out he slipped on dog poo,” said Shea.
As the bell rang, he promised to hang out with us and introduce us to new people during lunch. Until then, we went to fourth period. Latin 1 with Ms. Katz was our favourite class. Except the other students were jealous of our exemplary Latin skills. Ms. Katz loved us for our ability to sprout off Latin Moments on command.
Shut up Ron, it’s my turn. I have a book about me, you don’t.
Okay, so then lunch began and Ron and I tried to find Shea. All of a sudden, blue disco lights flew across the courtyard and whom did appear? None other than Voldemort. That would happen. The usual events transpired, blah blah Shea kidnapped, blah blah, spells, blah blah, death, blah blah, I win. I’m cool.
Fifth period was Algebra 2 with Ms. Caridad and I asked a question. Everyone laughed at me for about three minutes, including Ron. Then she sent my question to the announcements. It was pretty embarrassing; I’ll never do that again.
Sixth and seventh period were uneventful and not worth mentioning. It seemed to be all the same, the joke was always on us. After school we found Shea and went to a lacrosse game.
“I’m the best lacrosse player ever. Those wizard weirdos came to see me. I’m all man,” said Juan Gallegos.
Suddenly, right on the football field, balls of fiery fury attacked us again. We opened our eyes to find ourselves back at the start. Hermoine started yelling at us for missing yoga.
To be continued…