No Way, This Can't Be Happening

Penelope is an average New York girl and muggle. But when her school trip goes a wry and her class ends up at Hogwarts, she finds out she's a pureblood witch. Will she want to go home with her class? Will she stay at Hogwarts? Will she attend Salem Witch?


3. I Meet Harry Freaking Potter

  "Hi. I'm Hermione Granger. Your one of the transfers right?" I nod as a girl with bushy brown hair comes up to me. "What year are you guys in?" She asks.

   "I'm Penelope Loslie by the way. Most call me Penny though. And we're in our fourth year here." I answer her question and introduce myself. "This is Leo and that's Kaylie by the way." I say also introducing the other two nuts.

   "I'm Harry, Harry Potter. I'm in your year too." When he says that I'm ready to faint. I'm meeting the Harry Potter. "The one who's stuffing his face is Ron by the way." He adds.

   "That's cool." Kaylie says cause she knows I'm to starstruck to answer. "Are those Ron's older brothers than?" She asks pointing to the twins. Damn well right they are woman! That's Fred and George Weasley! I want to shout but I restrain myself from doing so.

   "Yep. That's Fred and George and over there is his little sister Ginny." Hermione answers pointing at a girl with long red hair and freckles. Ginny freaking Weasley. Omigod. Do they want me to fangirl?

   "Who's your new friend mudblood, because unlike you she's pretty." I would know that snide voice anywhere. I turn around as do Leo and Kaylie.

   "Take that back this instant you ferret." I hiss at Malfoy. He may be pretty hot but he's still bad news overall. I mean like good lord. This kids going to become a death eater in a year or two.

   "No, I won't." He said smirking that stupid sexy (Of course you find it sexy) smirk of his. Damn him. I glare.

    "I'm Penelope Loslie. And I won't have you insulting my friends. And by the way what's your name anyways?" I ask pretending I don't know the kid.

    "Draco Malfoy. Pure, half or mud?" He retorts. I swear this kid is asking to be punched in the nose... Again.

    "Pureblood,my father was a Gryffindor and my mother went to Salem Witch Academy."" I spew out the information the Sorting Hat had told me. Leo looked shocked he hadn't even known that yet. Neither had Kaylie for that matter.

    "Well then your a blood traitor if anything." Draco stalked away. I was furious, I can't believe I had a crush on him when I was younger! Ugh!

    Leo sees through my calm expression when we sit down. "Cálmate mi amiga si usted deja sus comentarios llegar a usted sólo lo hará peor." He speaks in fluent perfect spainish. He had been speaking spanish since a young age and had taught me to speak it when we were eight. Even thought I took French in school I could speak fluent Spanish as well.

   "No, no se calmará. Me insultó, mi familia y mis amigos. Eso no está bien." I replied frustrated. It wasn't fair. Draco had judged me before he even knew me. He couldn't even give me or any of my friends a chance. "¿Cómo no te molesto con esto? Su actuación tan tranquila como yo estoy volando de la manija. Esto no es justo. Mi personaje favorito libro me odia!" I say upset as we walk back to the dorms following Harry, Ron and Hermione, Kaylie trailing behind us.

    "SOLO LA CALMA ABAJO EL INFIERNO YA!" He practically screams at me causing a few looks from Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Sorry." He say awkwardly.

    "Lo siento. Es mi culpa que gritaba. Me acabo de cerrar el puto infierno para arriba." I say getting a tsking for cursing in Spanish. "Oh so it's okay when you curse in Spanish but not me?" I ask pretending to be mock-offended.

     "Yep." He grinned as Harry said the Gryffindoor password which happend to be Bumblesprout.

      "You guys done flirting in Spanish yet?" Hermione asked. We both looked at her then looked at each other and cracked up laughing.

     "You really think we were flirting?" I asked still cracking up. She nodded. "We were cursing Draco out in Spanish or at least I was. He was just complaining about how I should calm down and shut the bloody hell up." I laugh.

    Leo nods, and continues where I left off. "We speak fluent Spanish and this is what we get for it? People thinking we're flirting oh god. I might have to stop speaking Spanish to you now." He laughs. I nod in response still cracking up.This was going to be a interesting vacation.

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