Canada Eh?

Canada, eh?

By: Snowboard Babe

Chapter One

"Hey! What's up Cassy! How've you been?" Sam Mackie, Cassandra's best friend calls out as they are in line to board the plane to Samna, Ontario.

"Gee Gee? Hey ma sista! I'm good, good. Going to Diana's School instead of Bishop! Can't wait! Are you going there to?" Cassy laughed in reply.

"Gee Gee? What an old name eh Jas! Ha ha ha! Ya, I'm going to Diana's. I really hope I get into a good house. I hear Doxy is the worst house!"

"Ya! My cousin Hermione in England told me that Doxy is like Slytherin at Hogwarts! She-who-must-not-be-named's brother, he-who-must-not-be-named came from Slytherin!"

"Cassy! I swear you are so much like your cousin sometimes..."

The two girls chat as they board the plane to Samna where there is the school, Diana's School for Kids with Magical Talent. It is an old castle.

Cassy and Sam sit in the middle of the plane to meet as many other students as possible. As soon as they get comfortable, a girl with long blond hair struts up the aisle. She turns to the two girls, smirks and holds out a perfectly manicured hand.

"Hi girls. My name is Orianna Malfoy. I am of pureblood. Pleased to meet you... um ... what are your names?"

"I... I'm Sam Mackie." Sam holds out her hand to Orianna.

"Charming. And you are...?" she spits out at me in obvious hate.

"Cassandra Granger. My cousin warned me about you and your cousin Draco!" I reply with distaste.

"Oh yes! Draco told me about stupid Grangers! You're a mud-blood then! Nasty little things you are. I thought Diana's would have much more taste than to admit you vermin. Come come girls! We have to visit the washroom to touch up and cleanse ourselves of these things before Wes, Dan and Adam see us." She snarls at her to companions before strutting away.

Sam and I look at each other before bursting out laughing. We are having trouble breathing when five cuties stop to stare.

"Hi!" I manage. "I'm Cassy and this is- ha ha ha ha- Sam." I start laughing again.

"Hi!" they chorus. "I'm Pat, he's Derek," he points at an extremely hot guy with curly brown hair and braces. Derek waves at Sam and does the finger-point-click-tongue-and-wink at me. I blush. "... He's Jordan," this time Pat points at a tall boy with spiky brown hair," "...he's Jordan also but we call him Beach." Beach is a cutie with short spiked brown hair. "...And this is Matt!" he slaps a tall brown haired guy with braces on the back.

Sam and I smile at them. We manage to stop laughing long enough to tell them about Orianna and her two bodyguards. The guys smile back and shrug. Jordan speaks up.

"Orianna's a bitch. I know her from before cause our fathers work together. She made a move on me at the company party, I, of course, turned her down and she went stomping off. She's hated me ever since." Jordan has an Irish accent.

I chat with Derek and Beach while Sam talks to the rest. We all flirt like crazy and become great friends.

The plane finally arrives at Samna Airport. Our large group crowds into a shuttle bus. Some more students crawl in and introduce themselves. Our group is now me, Sam, Jordan, Jordan, Jordan (a girl), Beach, Pat, Derek, Mike, Alberta, Kaylee, and Hillary. As we begin the ride, a voice tells us that our suitcases will be delivered to the castle separately. We listen to him and find our seats. I sit with Derek. We talk about our non-magical lives.

We get on to talking about snowboarding. I find out that he is a terrific boarder and is sponsored by Burton. I tell him that Salomon sponsors me. As we talk on, we discover that we have a lot in common.

After a two-hour drive, we finally arrive at Diana's school. We are told to get in a line and lead by a young professor named Professor Blake. He is handsome and Trix, an Orianna, tried hitting on him. She was slapped and given a detention. I glanced back at Sam and tried to suppress my giggles. I failed.

We were led into an elegant old dining room. It had four long maple tables and a fireplace at the right side. There was a shorter mahogany table at the front where the teachers sat. They all looked to be about 20. We were led up to this table and told to stand facing the school.

I gazed nervously out at the crowd who was staring back at me. At least it looked like they were staring at only me. Professor Blake then produced a top hat and told the first person in line to stick their hand in the hat. The girl walks up and sticks her hand in.

"Runespoor!" it shouts. She shakily walks towards the table pointed to by Professor Blake.

"Next!" he calls. It is Alberta. She confidently marches up and jams her hand in the hat. "Erkling!" it shouts and she smiles. Next, Orianna gets put in Doxy along with all her followers. We smile when we see the table full.

"Crup!" Sam now has her house.

I get put there along with many others. As I sit beside Sam at the table, Derek sits beside me on my other side. We have a delicious supper and the house leaders bring us to our rooms. I share one with Sam and Jordan. We quickly become best friends. I change into my PJs and snuggle down into my bed, ready for tomorrow.

Chapter 2

The next day was the first day of lessons. I couldn't wait to see what we would be learning! Sam and I trudged down to breakfast at 7:30. I thought it was so early in the morning. We sat at the Crup house table and received our timetables.

"Potions first! I hope our teacher here is nice! Hermione said that..."

"Cassy! Are you always going to quote your cousin? If you are I will personally kick your ass!" Sam laughed while pretending to shake her fist.

"Hey! That's my line. Line Stealer! Line Stealer! I hate you I hate you!" I giggled.

We were in another giggly mood as the guys sat down.

"Hey guys! What's up?" Sam greeted them. I just giggled.

"Why is it you guys are always laughing when we get here?" Jordan sighed.

"That's for the reason that we are exceedingly jovial and droll. We unearth hilarity wherever we depart to. I am discussing this matter in exceptionally intricate terminology so as to bamboozle the male intelligence." I replied to Jordan all snotty like with my nose in the air.

"Bamboozle?" Sam giggled. I couldn't help it. We went off into another laughing fit.

"Girls," Matt murmurs, rolling his eyes. This just starts us off again.

"Muahahaha!" I laugh loudly. Practically the whole hall turns and stares at me. I blush pink and sink in my seat, my good mood gone. Then Sam lets a giggle slip. Matt joins her and soon the whole table is laughing at my expense. I blush even more. I'm about to run out of the hall when Derek slides beside me and puts his arm across my shoulder, stopping me from running away. I sigh and finish my breakfast.

Potions class was amazing. We had this cool, hip teacher named Cecilia Potter. I asked and supposedly she is Harry Potter's second cousin but he doesn't know about her. She asked me politely not to tell anyone. I agreed to not tell.

We got along great. First we played this name game so we got to know everyone from Crup house and Runespoor. Runespoor people are so kind! I had to ask one how to make a potion and she showed me step by step. It was the best first lesson ever!

After a quick slip back to our dorms, we got ready to go to Transfiguration. In transfiguration, we had a young male professor. He looked 25. He was very strict but favored us Crups. We had transfiguration with Doxy. Orianna looked so upset when Mr. Zeno told her she had been holding her wand wrong for years. I wanted to laugh but felt kind of sorry for the girl. I gave her an encouraging smile and she snarled back. I rolled my eyes and passed my note on to Sam.

After lunch, we had charms. Professor Malloy was hip like Professor potter except she was head of Doxy house. She downright hated us. When I didn't know how to pronounce wingardium leviosa she laughed at me and told me shortly and quickly. So, it wasn't really my fault when I set Katie's hair on fire. Miss. Malloy ordered me to take Miss England to the nurse's office. On the way, we became great friends. I found out she was interested in 'the tall, Irish boy' I hang out with. I promised to point her out in the halls to Jordan sometime. She smiled and forgave me about her hair.

Our last class of the day, which I was 5 minutes late for, was History of Magic. Professor Nett was also a young, hip teacher. He made history interesting by starting with a lesson on the history of Quidditch. Did you know that the golden snitch started as a bird called a golden snidget? It was changed in about 1350. It was news to me as I had no idea what Quidditch was.

Dinner was no spectacle, unless you count Derek asking me to go out with him. I frowned and told him I though we were just friends. He smirked and asked if I wanted to be more. I turned him down and told him I'm not interested in a relationship at this time. He smiled and said it was ok.

Sam and I visited the library to catch up on wizarding ways. We had so much to learn. I was mostly interested in Quidditch while Sam wanted to know more about history. We spent all of the evening there, finishing homework and researching. I concluded at the end that I want to be a Chaser on the CQT, Canadian Quidditch Team. I couldn't wait until Flying Lessons, which started tomorrow.

As I tried to find the place for the book in the library, I touched a black book by mistake. All of a sudden I was somewhere else.