《Wizards Go Muggle》Chapter Eight
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The students analyzed the map intently and followed its path until arriving at an old door that resembled an old janitor's closet. They opened the door to find exactly that.
Hermione stepped to the front of the line, ordering students to keep a lookout. Once they gave her the all clear, she shut the door once more, tapping on the doorknob with her wand three consecutive times.
She then opened the door once again to discover a hallway resembling one at Hogwarts, complete with lit torches. The peculiar moving hall seemed to be made up of several doors, each which they assumed would lead them to different classrooms.
The students walked in, and quickly closed the door behind them. Hermione, yet again, did the same wand code on the door, making sure no muggle would find this wizarding hall.
The students sighed with relief at the secure Hogwarts-like surroundings, feeling able to breathe easy and not feeling the suspicion of being observed by the muggles.
The secure feeling didn't last long though, as they heard a door slam open to reveal a flustered-looking McGonagall, and Charity Burbage.
It hadn't taken long for McGonagall to find the culprit, after a quick wand check was done to reveal the last spell cast by each of the students.
It turned out to be a girl who Harry barely recognized. From the green backpack on her back, all Harry could come up with was that she belonged to Slytherin.
He had hardly ever had any real confrontation with her, and she seemed to be more of the quiet type. Most students were surprised when it turned out to be her. It hadn't taken long after the wand check to get her to confess.
As punishment she was sent home, and expelled from Hogwarts.
Every student in the room froze when they heard that statement. Any thought of pranking muggle students was erased from their minds after hearing the possible consequences.
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Even though she was from Slytherin, Harry felt bad for the girl as he could still remember the pain and anxiety he had felt those dreadful moments when he himself had been expelled .
The girl didn't look up; she only nodded indifferently and left the room with another teacher.
After the girl left, the students were told to sit and wait for further instructions in the temporary Transfiguration classroom.
They sat, whispering for a few minutes, wondering if they would be sent back to Hogwarts after this incident.
Harry learned that the Slytherin girl's name was Agnes.
The thing that had surprised him the most was not her lack of tears or emotion for being kicked out, it was the bold statement he heard next.
"Agnes," Malfoy whispered, puzzled. "Wasn't she a muggle born?"
"Yeah," Pansy whispered back . "It doesn't make any sense at all."
"Students!" McGonagall called as she walked in to the classroom.
She stared at each of the students, making sure she had their full attention.
"The incident that occurred today," she said as she hissed angrily, almost as if in her feline form, "is to neverto be repeated again."
"Thanks to professor Burbage we have been able to erase all evidence from the 'security cameras.'"
The girl who was affected has already been de-petrified with no memory of how it happened."
The students sighed, but held their tongues as they felt there was more of the announcement yet to be made.
"If there is even the slightest disruption of the on-goings at this school, your wands will be confiscated, and their use is forbidden outside magic class hours." McGonagall finished, and gestured for them to return to class.
As they made their way through the halls, they heard the loud sound of a bell, signaling the release from the classrooms.
They united closer than ever as huge groups of students filled the halls. Each of the groups were like the ones they had seen before, all different and free to be who they were, with no 'houses' to define them and their personalities.
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As they made their way back to Ms. Ross' class, they noticed most of the students had gone, except Darren, Linda, and Mike.
"What are you guys still doing here?" Harry asked.
"Ms. Ross said you guys would come back here." Linda answered timidly, eyeing all of the Wizards. "She didn't want you to get lost on your way to the pep rally."
"Sucks that you guys came," Mike grunted. "I wanted to skip the lame event."
Linda elbowed Mike and led the crowded group to the pep rally. Most wizards stayed in the back of the group, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked alongside their new friends. Harry hoped the other wizards would break that boundary and start making friends of their own, instead of staying in that tight knit group.
When they arrived at the auditorium, the wizards where surprised to see how a muggle event could look so interesting without the use of magic.
There where bright school colors everywhere, different sports teams ready to perform, blasting music, and people throwing t-shirts to students sitting in the stands, each with the schools panther mascot on the back.
Harry was tempted to go in, until he realized all eyes were on them. The students seemed curious about the new exchange students. He spotted some other wizarding students in the stands, whose group teacher must have gotten there before them.
They seemed to already be settled down, chatting away with some muggle students. Harry assumed some fifth year groups where doing better with this whole field trip experience compared to his.
The Wizards were eventually all separated as they took their seats in the stands. After a while, some began to socialize with some muggles students and Harry smiled at the fact that most seemed to be slowly coming out of their shell.
He and the remaining students took their seats. Harry ended up at the top middle section of the stands with Ron, Hermione, and Darren. Mike and Linda found seats in the top part, and promptly began throwing popcorn at their heads.
As soon as all the students were seated in the auditorium the pep rally began, staring off with a basketball match between Walker High and another school, Preston High. The wizard students gawked in awe as most had never seen a basketball game before. They cheered in amazement at the player's skillful moves across the court.
They seemed to be mostly surprised at how a game with no broomsticks or magic could seem like so much fun. Harry could only imagine how fast the sport sign up sheets would fill out this year.
He and Hermione burst out laughing at the baffled faces of their fellow wizards as the students from Walker High stomped and clapped singing, "We will rock you!" in a loud repetitive rhythm, only for the students at the opposing stands of Preston to sing back, "Who let the dogs out!"howling like mad.
After a while, most of the Wizards had gotten the rhythm down, and joined in.
Everyone seemed to be having such a good time and all nerves from earlier seemed to have disappeared in to nothingness.
"How are y'all liking your first pep rally?" Darren called to group.
"It's brilliant!" Ron said back, gawking at the cheerleaders amazing leaps and stunts through the air.
All of the wizarding students, lost in the entertainment, failed to notice a short, dark-haired boy watching them suspiciously from afar…
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