There Are Somethings In This World That Just Don't Make Sense

Chapter 1

"Ron, Harry, Hermione, wait up!" Neville called, sprinting down the hall after his friends. He stopped sprinting and walked up to his friends who had stopped as well. "What is everyone looking at?" Neville asked. He looked up to follow their gazes. It was a poster. Taped up on the wall. It said:

CONSERT TONIGHT

WHERE:GREAT HALL

WHEN:TONIGHT AT 10

WHO:NEW STUDENT,

MARGARET SMITH

"Whoa. She's cute." Ron muttered under his breath at the picture on the poster. The picture was close up and showed a smiling, blonde girl winking. Her hair was up in two spiked buns and her hair was streaked with reds, blues, greens, and purples. Her eyes were green and surrounded by eye shadow and had a touch of eye liner. Her lips were a dull shade of brick red and you could see a hint of a pearly white smile under them. She had a white, long sleeved blouse with a blck tie on with it. Her skirt was short and plaid with a gold chain down the side. She had a spiked braclet and a sweat band.

"Way cute." Harry agreed. Hermione shook her head and said, "Boys!" Suddenly there was a lound crash and the sound of a something heavy falling over. The four of them spun around but no one moved anymore than that. "Let's get out of here before we get blamed for no reason!" Harry said and he began running, followed by Hermione and Neville. "Ron! Come on!"

"I'm coming!" Ron called. "Fred, George what did you do this time?" he started walking and was almost knocked over by a girl who seemed to be in a big hurry.

"Oh sorry! I being chased by a crazy man and his cat!" she called back, waving. Her spikey, multi-colored buns shook lightly on her head as she turned her green eyes to the other side of the hall. She ran to the Ravenclaw commonroom entrance and yelled, "Moonbeam." The door opened and she turned to Ron. "Thanks again!" She blew him a kiss and winked. Then she ran in and the door closed.

"Where is she?! Where is she?! I'm gonna kill her! You, Weasley! Where did she go?" Filch pointed to Ron. Ron was confused. What to do? What to do? he thought.

"Who?" Ron began to play dumb. He shrugged and ran in the direction after Harry, Hermione and Neville.