Wizards, Witches and ... Muggles??

Chapter 2

"I can't believe we're doing this!" exclaimed Rose, as they got off the bus.

"Well we are, so deal with it. Now come on," replied Laura, dragging Rose across the road.

Rose and Laura's mums had let them go into London to do some shopping, or so they thought. It was the first of September and they had decided to heed the note, so they had caught the bus into Victoria station and had to catch a taxi that took them into Kings Cross.

Getting out of the taxi, Laura paid the driver as he took off to the next port of call. Both girls had rucksacks with them, with clothes, the HP books and for some reason they were also taking their mobile phones, although they knew they wouldn't work around Hogwarts with all the magic in the air.

They got to the barrier between platforms nine and ten, taking their tickets in one hand. They looked around, noticed no one was looking and ran at the barrier. A second later the tickets had vanished and they were standing on platform nine and three quarters.

"Wow!" exclaimed Laura, looking around the packed platform.

"Hey Laura, were still in our clothes," pointed out Rose.

"Roz, take a look around, there's loads of people who are wearing Muggle clothing," answered Laura.

Sighing, Rose replied, "Well, if were going to do this, let's go."

They were heading down the platform towards the back of the train when a big, black, Grim-like dog cut across their paths, which made Rose stop an look for a safer route.

"Come on Roz," encouraged Laura.

"Laura, I am not going anywhere near that dog," mumbled Rose.

"SNUFFLES!" shouted Harry.

"Was that who I think it is?" questioned Rose, still eyeing the dog.

"Yep," answered Laura quietly.

Harry came up behind the girls and started apologizing, "I'm sorry, the dog doesn't know when to stay put when he's been told to."

Turning around Laura responded, "Don't worry, we live near a dog that would never do as it was told until the owners threatened to neuter him," smiled Laura, as Rose and Harry burst out laughing.

"I'll try that, I've got to get back. Maybe you'll be in Gryffindor, bye. Come on Snuffles," replied Harry, taking off the dog following behind him.

"You just told Harry Potter to neuter his dog," laughed Rose as she began walking again.

"Well, someone had to say something, you were just gawping at the dog. In here," replied Laura pulling Rose into an empty compartment and closing the door.

"We did it Loz, we are actually in the wizarding world, which we thought was just fiction," replied Rose, awed.

"Now all we have to do is to convince everyone we're magical," commented Laura, getting comfortable.

"I say we just admit we aren't witches," suggested Rose.

"No!" exclaimed Laura.

"I'm not going to lie Loz."

"You did to your mum," pointed out Laura.

"Well, I'm not going to lie again."

The train lurched forward as the girls were still trying to think of a way to stay in this world, the world that they had thought was nothing but pure imagination. To actually be there, they agreed that they couldn't give themselves in to have their memories wiped, so they decided to keep a low profile.

Unfortunately the keeping of a low profile wasn't going to be easy as five minutes into the journey the door opened and Harry stood there.

"Hi again, mind if I join you for a bit?" asked Harry.

"Yeah, sure," answered Laura as she kicked Rose to stop staring.

"Thanks," replied Harry, taking a seat.

"Who are you?" asked Laura. Rose just rolled her eyes at the stupidity of the question.

"Harry," answered Harry, trying to cover up his scar.

"So where are your friends?" asked Rose, changing the subject.

"They're prefects, so they won't be around for another hour or so," answered Harry. "Say, you two are new, aren't you?"

"No," answered Laura quickly. "We're, um, we're Gryffindors, just that you've never seen us because we've changed."

"Oh right," replied Harry. "I'm sorry about the dog."

"Don't worry, it's Roz who's scared of them," replied Laura.

"Roz?" asked Harry, confused.

"My name is Jamie-Rose, but I don't like Jamie, as my sisters would call me James. So I take Rose, shorten that down and you've got Roz," explained Rose.

"Oh, okay then," answered Harry.

"Harry, that sounds so familiar?" commented Laura, who received a warning look form Rose.

"My name is common knowledge in the wizarding world, it's Harry Potter," explained Harry.

"Oh, you're Harry Potter," replied Laura. "Sorry to have asked, I just didn't know it was you," answered Laura as Rose rolled her eyes again.

"Well, that's a first," chuckled Harry. "So how come you don't like dogs, Rose?"

"I was attacked by a mangy mutt once - I ended up in hospital 'cause the bite got infected," answered Rose.

"Not all dogs are going to attack you, you know. Snuffles didn't attack you," pointed out Harry.

"That dog looked as though it could of made a meal out of me," shuddered Rose. "Anyway, how was your summer?"

"Same, boring," answered Harry. "Look, I've got to go find someone. Maybe I'll see you later," he continued, walking out the compartment.

"You know, I can't remember Harry having a dog, can you?" questioned Laura.

Comprehension dawned on Rose face as she answered, "That was a dog that was a... a... a... You know Snuffles, Padfoot, any of this ringing any bells?"

"Oh my god, you're so right, no wonder she tried to stop us," responded Laura, realization hitting her.

"That's what J.K.R. was on about when we asked her about Black," laughed Rose. "All this is wonderful, but if Black's alive then do you think Voldemort is as well?" she asked suddenly.

"As long as he stay away from me, then I don't care if he is alive," answered Laura.

Suddenly Rose said, "Oh no!"

"What? What's wrong?"

"If Voldemort is real, then the Order wouldn't have let Harry on this train without an escort. Remember his third year - they put Dementors on just 'cause of Black escaping," explained Rose, panicking.

There was a knock on the closed door, both girls looked up slightly fearfully, and saw the outline of a rather slim person, Rose hesitantly got up reaching out to open the door. She pulled it open to reveal a young woman with wavy black hair and black eyes.

"Is there only the two of you in here?" asked Tonks.

"Y-yes miss," answered Laura as Rose stood frozen to the spot.

"Miss? No, no, no, just call me Tonks," answered Tonks. "We will need you two to come up to the front of the train once it stops. Say, are you okay?" asked Tonks, looking at Rose's pale face.

"She's fine, she just gets travel sick," answered Laura.

"Oh dear, well you just let me know if you need anything. See you," replied Tonks.

Rose watched as the door closed, turning around she looked as though she had just been told her favourite books had been burned. Sighing, she ambled back to her seat and collapsed into it. They didn't talk to each other until they were five minutes away and Laura had to get Rose to snap out of her musing and somehow persuade her to go to the front of the train.

"Roz, are you okay?" asked Laura.

"Yep, fine," squeaked Jamie-Rose.

"Jamie-Rose, I am your best friend and I can tell when you're lying, so what's wrong?" asked Laura again.

"I just feel slightly strange as I lied to my mum and dad and now were in the middle of something that we are bound to get hurt in, we're in a war Loz. Did we even think through what we were doing? If we get taken by Death Eaters or something we're dead faster than you can say Harry Potter," explained Rose seriously.

Moving over to sit next to Rose, Laura replied, "I promise Rose, that if anything remotely bad happens we'll go to a teacher and say who we are and then we'll go home, and we did think this through. We will help anyone who asks for it, and I promise you no one will find us out. Just stay for awhile we can owl our parents to tell them we're fine."

"Okay, I will agree with you this time. Besides I don't think I could leave such a strange place if I tried," replied Jamie-Rose, smiling.

"That's the spirit. Now we have got to get up to the front of the train and let's try not to talk to anyone," suggested Laura encouragingly.

Nodding, Rose grabbed her bag, and stood up. Both girls opened the compartment door. Stepping into the corridor, they saw everyone scrambling out of their compartments, all rushing up to the front. Laura and Rose had reached halfway to the exit of the train when Rose stopped in her tracks as she saw who was herding them out of the train.

Looking back Laura asked, "Are you coming?

"Do you know who that is?" asked Rose quietly.

"Roz, you have got to get a boyfriend," sighed Laura.

"But how do I walk past without going bright red?" asked Rose.

Shaking her head, Laura whispered, "If you carry on gawping at him he'll notice something odd, so get moving and don't look at him."

"Okay," replied Rose, taking a deep calming breath.

They passed by the person who was watching them a couple of minutes later. Smiling at him as she passed, Laura nudged Rose to do the same, but as soon as Rose looked up to meet his gaze, she went into a fit of silent giggles as well as going bright red.

"Is she okay?"

"Yeah, she... um... is always this hysterical, don't worry. I'll make sure she gets up to the castle alright," answered Laura.

"Make sure you do."

Nodding, Laura grabbed Rose by the shoulders and shoved her out the door, once in the chilly air Rose stopped giggling and started going even redder at what she had done. Laura kept shooting her glares. Climbing into one of the last carriages, which only had two first years in, Laura asked, "What was that about?"

"I told you I'd go into hysterics if I ever met him," answered Rose, climbing into the carriage and taking a seat.

"Geeze, talk about too big a crush, at least I haven't seen anyone I like otherwise we'd be in big trouble," replied Laura, the two first year girls gave the two older girls suspicious look.

One of the girls asked, "What year are you two in?"

"Sixth year," laid Rose.

"Well, how do you get sorted?" asked the other little girl.

"A hat," answered Laura.

"Phew, my brother told me that you had to wrestle a werewolf," answered the first girl.

Both Laura and Rose burst out laughing as the two first years looked on bewildered.

"Sorry," apologized Rose. "Who's your brother?"

"Ernie MacMillan, I'm Emma," replied the first girl.

"And I'm Mel Bush, I'm Muggle-born and an only child," responded the second girl.

"Well, Emma and Mel, I can guarantee you don't have to wrestle a werewolf. In fact, I don't even think there is one at Hogwarts this year," explained Laura as the carriage came to a stop.

"Thanks for helping us miss," thanked Mel.

"No problem, just call me Roz and her Loz, good luck in the sorting," called Rose as she took off after Laura.

Rose caught up with Laura, who was standing staring at the turrets and towers that made up Hogwarts. Stopping at Laura's side, Rose realized why Laura was just staring at it.

"It's beautiful," whispered Rose, awed.

"I know," replied Laura.

Shaking herself out of her musings, Rose said, "Well, come on, it's getting cold out here."

Laura tore her eyes away from the castle and began walking towards it, with Rose following behind her.

Entering the Great Hall they were speechless: it was gigantic, with its floating candles and the enchanted roof, neither girl could express what they were feeling at the moment. Rose looked around the hall in awe, thinking how could anyone not know this is real? Looking at the Gryffindor table she spotted Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny who were watching them curiously, nudging Laura she nodded over to the table.

Laura looked over to them, plastering a smile on her face and walked over. We're doomed, thought Rose, but she also put on a smile and followed after Laura.

"Hermione, Ron, Ginny, this is Laura and Jamie-Rose," introduced Harry, as Laura and Rose shook everyone's hands and then sat down.

"Jamie-Rose, that's a strange name," commented Hermione.

"That why people either call me Rose or Jamie, but I'd prefer Rose," answered Rose.

"Why not Jamie?" asked Ginny.

Sighing Rose replied, "Because people use to call me James as in the boy version, so I took the second part of my name and use that instead, now only my mum calls me Jamie-Rose."

"And that's only when her mum's pissed off," responded Laura.

They would have carried on chatting if it hadn't been for the doors opening and a stern looking witch, with her hair in a tight bun, coming through. Both girls recognised her a Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor house; she walked in and up to the stool with a hat sitting on it. All at once the hat started singing:

"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find a smarter hat that me,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat.

Just try me on and I'll tell you where to go.

You might belong in Gryffindor

Where they are brave at heart,

You might belong in Ravenclaw

If you've a clever mind.

You might belong in Hufflepuff

If you are loyal and true

Or you might belong in Slytherin

If you're the cunning kind

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to go."

After the Sorting Hat fell silent the hall erupted in cheering and clapping. After it had all died down, Professor McGonagall held out a scroll and said to the first years, "When I call your name you're to come up and place the sorting hat on your head and wait to be sorted. Melanie Bush."

The first year little girl with auburn hair strode up to the stool, placed the hat on her head and waited for a couple of minutes, before the brim of the hat opened and it shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"

The whole of the Gryffindor table went into a wild greeting: the new house member was blushing at all the attention that she was getting.

Gryffindor added five new students to their house, Slytherin got six new students, Ravenclaw got four, and Hufflepuff got six. After everyone had been sorted, Professor Dumbledore stood up to make the start-of-year announcements.

"Welcome first-years, and welcome back everyone else. I have a couple of announcements: first to all first years and some older students, the Forbidden Forest is forbidden. If you would like to try out for the house Quidditch teams then see the Quidditch captains. Thirdly, our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher Professor Lupin shall not be joining us until tomorrow. As most of the second year and above know Professor Lupin is a werewolf. You have done well in not holding any prejudices and I expect that to carry on. Fourthly, my sources have told me Voldemort is in hiding after the Ministry incident: that doesn't mean it is safe. Some Hogsmeade trips may be cancelled due to this. Now I have rambled enough, enjoy the feast," explained Dumbledore, as the tables filled with food.

Smelling Laura and Rose dug into the food hungrily; no one spoke while they ate their own dinners. Finally finishing their dinners, Rose and Laura began conversing in whispers.

"I'm telling you I won't be able to go with him teaching," whispered Rose.

"You've got no choice," stated Laura, a bit too loudly, as Harry asked:

"About what?"

"Thanks Loz," replied Rose.

"Roz here has a little crush on one of the teachers and has also decided that she won't go to his class," answered Laura, smirking as Rose turned red.

"Who is it?" asked Ron. "It's not Snape is it?"

Laughing Rose replied, "Like Snape? Please, like I'd like him, no, it's someone else."

"Well it can't be Dumbledore, he's too old, Flitwick is also a little too old to like, so there is only L- no is it?" questioned Hermione, figuring it out.

"You like Lupin?" asked Ron incuriously.

Rose turned bright red as she slowly nodded her head, which sent them all into gales of laughter. Even Rose smiled. After they had all calmed down and the puddings had come they began talking again.

"I haven't seen you two around before," commented Hermione.

"We changed a lot over the summer," replied Laura.

"No, I don't recognise your names either," responded Hermione suspiciously.

"We changed them," answered Rose quickly.

"There's still something still not quiet right, so spill it - what is it?" asked Hermione.

Sighing, Laura replied, "Okay, we'll come clean."

"What! Laura, can't you remember what you said?" began Rose, alarmed.

"I know," answered Laura. "We had to change our names because Voldemort had been tracking us, so we got sorted a couple of weeks ago and changed our names, but we can't tell you our proper names as it could endanger you."

"Oh right," replied Hermione.

No one asked the many more questions again, Rose and Laura had managed to pull the wool over nearly everyone's eyes, but it would only be a matter of time before they would have to admit the truth.

They were definitely going to try to enjoy themselves as much as possible before that time came.

* * *

That morning Laura and Rose were just sitting down for breakfast when the owl post came, making them both jump, which in turn made Harry and Ron laugh.

"Ha, ha, very funny," grumbled Laura.

"I guess you're not a morning person?" asked Harry.

"No, not until I've had something to eat," answered Laura.

Rose just shrugged as she began to eat her breakfast. Laura began nibbling on some toast and sipping her juice.

"Here are your two timetables and you should make sure you've got the right books," advised Hermione, giving Rose and Laura their timetables.

Rose nearly choked on her sausage as she saw that her first lesson was, coughing she asked, "Is this correct?"

"Yes it is. Are you okay?" asked Harry, handing Rose a napkin.

"Thanks and I'm fine. Laura, you can stop covering up your laugh now," answered Rose, facing Laura who was now openly laughing.

Glaring at Laura once more, Rose looked up to the high table were most of the teachers were sitting. Scanning the teachers that were there she noticed two empty seats: Professor Lupin's and Professor Snape's, which seemed odd as she had seen him there earlier.

"Do any of you know where Snape is?" asked Rose.

Looking up at the table Laura replied, "No, anyway where's the paper?"

"There." Pointed Harry.

Laura picked up the Daily Prophet and began scanning the front page for anything that would give them away if Death Eaters knew they were there. Opening the paper on the second page Laura saw an article about a Muggle town being ransacked:

The Muggle town of Long Eaton was an entirely Muggle populate area, our sources believe that You-Know-Who was not there but that he had sent thirteen of the most evil, powerful and loyal Death Eaters into the town.

It is believed that after they finished ransacking the Muggle town they moved on to another town, as to which they were driven back by the Aurors. It is estimated that 119 people were killed from the raid in Long Eaton.

Laura dropped the paper in disgust How can they say that? she thought. Rose noticed something was wrong as Laura put the paper down.

"Laura, are you okay? You look kind of pale," asked Rose.

"They attacked," answered Laura simply, which made Harry, Ron, and Hermione turn around.

"What?" asked Harry disbelievingly.

"Death Eaters attacked a town we live near," answered Laura. "Listen to this: it is believed that after they finished ransacking the Muggle town they moved on."

"Oh Merlin. So do you know if your family is still alive?" questioned Ron.

"If they had been killed we would have been told by Dumbledore," replied Rose. "Look, why don't we just go to class and try to take our minds off it," she reasoned.

The others agreed, began gathering their stuff and headed out to their first lesson. Laura and Rose lagged behind and talked hurriedly in whispers.

"We have got to go into each class!" exclaimed Laura.

"Laura, we can't do magic. If we get caught we'll get hauled in front of Dumbledore and then we'll end up being kicked out," explained Rose.

"Roz, we won't do anything, we don't want to, we'll just sit at the back and not say anything," replied Laura.

"No, Laura, I will not go in there," stated Rose. "Come to the library, no one will look for us there."

Laura and Rose took off back down the corridor. Stopping in the entrance hall Laura grabbed Rose and began pulling her up the stairs.

After fifteen minutes of running down corridors, through doors, up some more stairs they finally found the library.

"Finally we found it," gasped Rose, pushing the door open.

They both entered slowly. Spotting a table that was empty, they made their way over to it and sat down.

"Great, we've made a good impression," sighed Laura.

"Yeah, it would have been a better impression if they actually found out who we are," sniped Rose sarcastically.

Rolling her eyes Laura replied, "Don't have a go at me because this is not my fault!"

"Whose god damn fault is it then? 'Cause it certainly ain't mine," quipped Rose.

"No one's," replied Laura, "but we have got to go to at least three classes."

"This was a bad idea Laura," moaned Rose. "We're Muggles, not witches, we should never of came."

"I'm not leaving Jamie-Rose, we agreed that if Psycho-prat came after us then we'd leave but he hasn't even heard of us, so no, we are not leaving," explained Laura.

Sighing, Rose replied, "Okay, but at the first signs of trouble we come clean. Agreed?"

"Agreed. Now let's get going to class," agreed Laura.

The two of them picked up their rucksacks, which were practically empty except for a quill and parchment, and headed out the library and back to their first lesson.

Reaching the entrance hall, they heard a bell indicating the end of lessons. A second later there was a flurry of students going to the next lesson.

"What's second lesson?" asked Rose.

Pulling out the timetable Laura replied, "Great, it's Potions and we have to go."

"Okay, lead the way Napoleon," quipped Rose.

"You need a new saying," replied Laura, shaking her head as she headed down to the dungeons.

Also shaking her head, Rose followed her as she descended the steps. Walking through the corridors Rose kept firing sayings at Laura who would just laugh or say "No, that's terrible."

Rounding the corner they saw Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Harry, Hermione, and Ron shouting at each other, both girls stopped in their tracks as the shouting continued.

"Do you think we should help?" asked Rose.

"Can't hurt can it. Come on," answered Laura.

Sneaking up behind Malfoy, Rose and Laura shook their heads to Harry, Ron, and Hermione telling them not to give them away.

"Just shut up Malfoy," commented Hermione.

"Shut up yourself mudblood," sneered Malfoy.

"You know for someone who is such a pureblood, you'd think they would have better manners," commented Laura.

Spinning around Malfoy replied, "Who the heck are you?"

"Tut, tut, tut, that's not how you ask a lady her name," answered Rose.

"I don't know who the hell you two think you are but get lost before I hex you," threatened Malfoy.

Rose and Laura shared a knowing look, and then in a flash Rose had thumped him and smashed her hand into the wall. The trio looked on amazed - no one had ever been close enough to smack Malfoy, they only managed to curse him a couple of times.

"Next time, ferret, don't threaten a lady," stated Rose calmly.

"Rose, I think you've broken your hand!" commented Laura, looking at Rose's right hand.

Looking at her hand, Rose saw it was bloodied up, her middle finger was bent at a funny angle, and her knuckles were slowly turning blue and purple. Trying to straighten them out a sharp pain ran through them.

"Bloody hell. That f*ing hurts," cursed Rose.

"What's going on here?" came the silky voice of the Potions Master, Professor Snape.

"Professor Snape!" exclaimed Laura in a whisper to Rose.

"Who did you think it was, Mickey Mouse?" questioned Rose loudly.

"Potter, what's going on? Why is Malfoy on the floor?" asked Snape.

Rose and Laura gave Harry a pleading look not to tell what happened.

"Well sir, Rose and Laura were walking down the corridor when they tripped up, Malfoy started calling them names so in her frustration Rose punched the wall," explained Harry quickly, as Rose and Laura breathed a sigh of relief.

"That still doesn't explain why Mr. Malfoy is on the floor," commented Snape.

"He was laughing so much he fell over," put in Laura, who still had a hold on Rose's hand.

Taking a look at Rose's hand, Snape asked, "And she broke her hand - how?"

"I was tying up my shoe laces, Professor," answered Rose sarcastically.

"Your cheek just cost Gryffindor thirty points, now answer the question properly," replied Professor Snape coldly.

"I smacked the wall," answered Rose evenly.

"I suggest you go to the hospital wing then. Potter, Weasley since you seem to have done something to Mr. Malfoy you two can take him to the hospital wing, the rest of you in the classroom now," ordered Snape.

Laura made to leave with Rose, but was stopped by the teacher saying, "I do not recall telling you you can leave."

"Professor, I'm feeling kind of faint," replied Rose, leaning on Laura.

"Very well, go," commented Professor Snape, "and another ten points from Gryffindor for lying."

As the five of them headed out of the dungeons Rose began on a tirade of how utterly awful, unfair, biased and arrogant he was.

"Talk about unfair, stupid, stupid, man," she seethed.

"He has always been, Rose," commented Ron.

"When I read about him I thought it was just an act but no, he loves himself and only likes pig-headed Slytherins like Malfoy, URGH!" ranted Rose.

"Read about him, what does that mean?" asked Harry.

"Way to go, Roz," whispered Laura.

"Um... I meant that I'd heard a lot about him, I didn't mean to say I'd read about him," answered Rose quickly.

"Oh right, well, can you keep the ranting quiet, we don't want to be told off for shouting," commented Harry.

Nodding, Rose started apologising to Laura for slipping up, Laura would just keep nodding and smiling as Rose went on and on.

Finally reaching the hospital wing Laura pushed the door open to see Professor Lupin having a burn mended by Madam Pomfrey.

"What brings you lot here?" asked Lupin, as they moved into the infirmary.

Going bright red Rose answered quietly, "Broken hand," and held up her hand.

"Oh dear, what happened to Mr. Malfoy?" asked Madam Pomfrey, levitating Draco onto a bed.

Rose and Laura took a seat by a bed, Laura was whispering to Rose trying to get her to calm down, nodding, Rose turned her attention to the matron and answered, "I knocked him out."

"You! Miss?" questioned the matron.

"Miss Lang, or Jamie-Rose, or Rose," answered Rose.

"Well, Jamie-Rose, I hope you've learned your lesson," reprimanded Madam Pomfrey.

"Yes," replied Rose.

"Now, hold out your hand and try to straighten you fingers," instructed Madam Pomfrey.

Rose held her hand up, but as she tried to straighten them out pain raced through her hand causing her to swear.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted, wincing.

"Miss Lang, watch your language," Madam Pomfrey said, healing Rose's hand.

Looking at her hand Laura commented, "Well at least it doesn't hurt any more."

Rose straightened her fingers out and there was no pain, there was still a tinge of blue and purple there, but other than that it didn't hurt.

"Thank you," thanked Rose, pleased.

"You're welcome, now I suggest you four head back to class," replied Pomfrey.

"Okay, come on Loz," responded Rose, pulling Laura up.

Rose and Laura ran out of the infirmary, once on the corridor Laura burst into laughter as the blush that Rose was sporting slowly receded from her face.

"Shut up Laura, at least I wasn't babbling incoherently," remarked Rose.

"O-okay, let's get down to our first lesson. Come on," replied Laura controlling her giggling, then dragged Rose off to their first ever Hogwarts lesson they would attend.

They were definitely going to try to fit in and go to every class, but they were sure it would only be a matter of time before someone figured them both out. But until then they planned on being as truthful as possible and enjoying themselves in a whole new world where the possibilities were endless.