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Chelsea, age 17, and Amelia, age 15, were just two ordinary high school students on their way to England for a school related summer trip.
"Can you believe the school wanted to send us to London just so we can study British Literature and Writing?" Chelsea asked. "
I know it's kind of cool," Amelia replied. "So how'd you convince your parents to let you leave the continent without them?"
"I told them since I want to be an editor that this could be a great way to study and learn about the research that has to be done to get a good story," Chelsea said. "Of course my dad agreed with me."
"What about your mom?" Amelia added.
"She just wanted to know that I had a friend who was going too because she didn't want me roaming around England alone." Chelsea stated.
"Really?" Amelia asked.
"Yeah," Chelsea replied.
After the plane landed at the airport all the students were each given a guide-book containing everything they would need to know about getting around London. After they got settled in at the hostel Chelsea and Amelia decided to start looking for places to find books in London.
"So where should we go first?" Chelsea asked.
"Well normally I'd say let's start with the library, but seeing that we have no library cards for a library in England, we should find the nearest book store," Amelia replied.
"According to the guide-book, the closest book store is down that street," Chelsea said pointing to the indicated street sign.
"Okay let's go," Amelia said. When the girls entered the book store something caught their eyes.
"Look, Harry Potter books," Chelsea said, pointing to one of the shelves.
They went over to the shelves and each picked up one of the books.
"I guess these are the earlier versions of book," Amelia stated. "Look at these covers. They're so different."
"Yeah, I've seen pictures of these covers before," Chelsea replied.
Suddenly a strange-looking old man approached the girls. He had long white hair, and white beard that went down to his knees. He was wearing a suit and a long black coat.
"I see you young ladies have taken an interest in the Harry Potter series," he said.
"Yes," Amelia answered a little startled.
"Well you see; I too have taken a liking to Ms. Rowling's fictional stories of a young boy living and fighting a war in the wizard world," he said.
"Oh, I just love the idea of a world full of magic, wizards, witches, and mythological creatures," Chelsea stated.
"Yes, well someday you young ladies might learn from these books that there can be magic in this world as well, farewell." He said before walking away, touching all the books in the chronological order as he did so.
"That was rather erratic," Amelia declared.
"Yeah, say, is it me or did he kind of look like the way Michael Gambon did when he was Dumbledore in the Harry Potter films?" Chelsea asked.
"Yeah, he kind of did," Amelia replied.
"I wonder why he touched all the books." Chelsea said picking up the copy of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's (Sorcerer's) Stone that the old man touched. She opened the book to the title page and held one side while Amelia held the other.
"I thought it was called Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone," Amelia said.
"Well, it was originally the Philosopher's Stone, but when they published it in America they changed it to the Sorcerer's Stone," Chelsea declared.
"How do you find out all this stuff?" Amelia asked.
"Biography, Wikipedia, and other stuff like that," Chelsea replied.
"Wow you're resourceful," Amelia said.
"Yeah, thanks," Chelsea replied. Suddenly Chelsea realized something strange. "Look," She shouted pointing to the crease between the cover and the title page. It started to glow white.
"What's happening? Amelia asked in a shout.
"I don't know," Chelsea replied Suddenly the book was glowing white. Before the two girls knew it they were screaming and falling. Then they hit solid ground. Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
There's chapter 1. I am editing chapters because I realized there are some grammatical errors. This is a work in progress so please be patient. Please leave reviews. I own nothing in this story except for Chelsea and Amelia.