the next few days after school started again, james, fred, and i got caught doing one of our pranks. heres how it went:

"you sure this will work?" i asked fred. "positive. okay... so when someone comes out of the dada class room..." james then exclaimed, "KABOOM!" then i finished the statement. "then that person will be drenched messed up cure for boils potion, which will give them boils." we smiled.

the dada door opened, and the three of us watched, pretending to be innocent. then.....

SPLAT!!!!!

guess who walked out ofthe classroom? Hermione and Ron Weasley, as well as Harry Potter. "oh shit." james mumbled. they were all drenched in the potion, and looked our way for the culprits. "you two are dead!" "and your not?" i smirked, and said, "technically, you arent my family. they arent incharge of me."

Hermione spotted us. she pointed to the three of us. they were beyond pissed. they came up to us, and i acted all innocent. "hello, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Mr. Potter!" i kept on smiling like i had no idea what just happened.

"you three-" yes, she looked at me, as well. "are in major trouble." just then McGonagall came into play.

"Potter! Weasley! Smith!" "hi Miss!"

she rolled her eyes at me. i swear i saw a little bit of a smile on her face. "Miss Smith. do you know how much trouble i had gone through to get you enrolled in Hogwarts? Sky...." oh yea. im on first name basis with McGonagall.

"are you going to expell me?" i said nervously. "what? no!" "oh... okay. call Aunt Sally to pick me up. ill pack my trunk." "im not going to expell you! honestly! what on Earth made you think that?"

i smiled sheeply. "every school ive been to since pre school ive been kicked out of by the end of the year. last time, it was for fighting a fury or something.... a magical thingy.... like from this world, and well, got expelled....... nice, right?" james laughed.

"after all the things these three-" he pointed to the golden trio. "-did, you get expelled for fighting some magical creature? they did so many illegal things!" i glared.

"i got expelled in first grade, from 'Washington Boarding Elementry School', for being 'fresh'. apparenty, walking by a teacher, and not saying hi, is very illegal."

they all stood there, shocked. "who in there right mind expells you for that!?" i muttered, "Americans." "your American." james pointed out.

"i didnt know that. i didnt know that my mum was an American Model. i didnt know that i was born in New York City in a taxi. im not from America at all."  "and your dad? is he British?"asked Ron.

i was angry now. Fred and James backed up.

"ive only met my dad twice. the total amount of time we spent togther was ten minutes." Fred was very dumb then. i wanted to strangle him.

"so what did your dad get you for Christmas? whatd your mum get you for Christmas?" James elbowed him. i could feel lightning bolts in my orbs. i wasnt mad at all!

my voice was ina low growl. "Be lucky Fred, that your parents are always there for you. be lucky your grandma makes you really comfy sweaters! be greatful for once! okay, James, you dont like the color sky blue? even though you always get a sky blue sweater? and you got pissed a few days ago because you couldnt stand wearing that sweater! just because of its color!

"be greatfull, you two. my grandma? oh, on my mums side, grandma Mairie was murdered by Voldie shorts eighteen years ago. my grandma on my dads side? oh, grandma Rhea died a very long time ago. she was murdered." "okay, okay. get back to your being expelled list!" Fred said wisely.

"in pre school i got expelled for screaming 'BOO!' at this one kid. kindergarten? oh... kindregarten. i got expelled for throwing up on a girls uniform. those italin dunkers..." "you went to a private kindegarten?" questioned Mrs. Weasley. "actually, a boarding kindergarten. Preschool was a boarding school as well." Mr. Potter asked me, "is this your first time out of America?" "no. gods no. my third grade boarding school was in Ireland. Second grade was in South Africa. Fourth was in Brazil." "Are you ever homesick?" asked Mr. Weasley. i put on a fake smile. 

"you cant be homesick to a place that you hardly know. or a place that you dont feel at home. home is two places. Camp and Hogwarts but home isnt a place. its basicly just the people you care and love about-how theyll always be there. for you. so really, no one has a home unless your with people you love; so for me its Hogwarts and Camp."

Very heart felt.

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Probably the worst chapter ever in this book. its pretty random, actually. but i dont know. youll get it as you read on. you guys should read my other books- just visit my profile, and youll see them.

Love from,

Kat :3