Ok, so this CGreene and My attempt at a Sisters Grimm/Harry Potter crossover. I wrote this chapter, CGreene will write the next and so on. Got it? Good. Ok, I, mindreadingweirdo will go by MRW and CGreene is CG.

Note: what ever we type after the stories will be our actual conversations…. No fakeness.

Disclaimer:

MRW: I don't own the sisters grimm or harry potter. You CG?

CG: I wish… but then again eventually people will be wishing they owned my series. Hehe

Michael Buckley: That's because I do! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA

MRW: Well I'm an evil cow! MOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

CG: 'Taste my bi-sexual fury!' (I forget what it's called but this is from a weird Australian SNL skit… and it's funny!!!!!)

"Ugly!" said Puck

"Stinkpot!" I called back

"Temperamental!"

"Idiotic!"

"Anorexic!" He yelled. I stared at him for a split second before giving him a deathly glare. I walked out as calmly as I could muster. Without a word I marched straight past everyone in the room. The looked at Puck, mouths hanging open in shock. Puck's eyes were mocking, obviously not completely understanding what he had said. I could feel wetness forming in my eyes as I left the room. I clenched my jaw in an effort to maintain my calm exterior and walked into Mirror's room. I asked Mirror for anything to get me out of here. He handed me a wand.

"This is for getting back. Once you're there, I can't do anything okay?" I nodded and stuffed it into my pocket. "Well then, was there any particular type of place you'd like to be?"

"Yea, a forest." I said. Forests were calming and there I would be able to find somewhere to sleep. He nodded to me, waved and used another wand to transport me. It felt like I was in a tight metal tube, every part of me compressed. I thought I was dyeing, but just when I couldn't hold my breath any longer, it stopped. I was in a forest. Away from everything until...

"So Harry, what do you think we should do now?" Asked a voice from a nearby clearing.

"Dunno, you Hermione?" Replied 'Harry'

"Well..." Said 'Hermione'

"Spit it out already!" Cried the first voice.

"It's just, oh Harry don't be angry but, since we're not allowed in the order, it's been a little boring, I want some adventure!" She said

"Yea, me too Harry."

"I agree. We need something more than this. Something exciting." Harry approved

I was frozen, what should I do? They would eventually find me! I took a deep breath, forced a smile and stepped around the tree.

"Excuse me, could you please tell me where I am?" I asked politely. They gaped at me. "Who are you?" The redhead asked. He was the one who's voice I had not identified.

"Why I could ask the same thing of you!" I said, my smile sweetening to mask my frustration. The girl stepped forward.

"I am Hermione, this is Ron and Harry." So that was his name! I nodded curtly to them. "You are in a forest in England. Now answer our questions!"

"My name is Sabrina." I shook her hand.

"How did you get here?" She asked. I raised my eyebrows slightly, was she always this nosey? I wondered.

"Hey, I answered your question already!" I exclaimed.

"But we answered two, and you only answered one." She explained. She had a point.

"Okay, I walked." Plain and simple, I lied. It was the only remotely plausible explanation.

"What! That's impossible!" Cried Ron.

"Yet true." I said. A faint whistling was heard from Harry's pocket. He peered in.

"You're lying!" He announced.

"Got me there." I said. "Care to explain what's in your pocket?" I smiled; nobody beats the Queen of Sneaks.

"Um..." He said shiftily. I gave him a Well-go-on-then-spit-it-out look. "It's a sneakoscope."

"And that is..." I questioned.

"A magical item allowing me to find out when someone is being untrustworthy."

He sighed.

"Oh...okay. So you're an a everafter, right?" I said calmly, a note of question penetrating my tone.

"A what? No I'm a wizard." He replied. I realized with dawning comprehension who exactly he was.

"Wait, Harry, a wizard? You're Harry Potter."

"Uh, yea, why?"

"Well, your life is published in a bestseller seven book series written by J. K. Rowling."

"So why aren't you freaking out?" Asked Ron.

"After you meet Snow white, Prince Charming, The three little pigs, Little red riding hood, Puck and the rest of the fairy kingdom, The cow that jumped over the moon, the big bad wolf, the direct decedents of the brothers Grimm, etc, etc, the shock wears off."

"Oh." He said.

"Well anyway, got any food?" I asked, "I'm getting a bit hungry."

"Dinner at the Great Hall starts in five minutes." Hermione said, checking her watch.

"If we run, we'll make it," I flashed them a grin. "So let's go!" I took off running. Harry in hot pursuit, Ron being beaten by Hermione. When we got to the great hall, the feast was about to start. We crept to our seats, unfortunately, Ron gave us away. By calling to Fred that they were creeping. Stupid. Luckily, nobody noticed. This school had horrible security. We sat down and I looked up expectantly at Dumbledore.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat and the entire hall trained their eyes on him. "I would like to announce...." Everyone looked confused; Dumbledore never announced something before a meal! "That it is time to eat!" Food magically appeared on the golden plates. I stared hungrily around, taking some of everything-except the peppermint patties. I finished everything in 5 minutes and went back for seconds. Ron and Hermione stared, but Harry just shrugged at them and kept eating.

"What?" I asked "I haven't eaten a real meal for a long time." I shuddered. "There was no way I was eating octopus tentacle soup." Ron looked at me quizzically. "You gonna eat that?" I gestured at the uneaten chicken on his plate. He and circled it protectively with one arm, the other shoving the chicken into his mouth with a for an answer. Finally it was dessert. I was eating a huge slice of pineapple angel food cake when there was a loud pop and something fell out of the sky. It landed on me. That something was Puck.

MRW: well?

CG: do you love it?

MRW: do you hate it?

CG: cause if you do we will come after you and bite your head off!

MRW:HEY! Give me that, your not allowed to type for me!

CG: but it's so much easier!

MRW: I DON'T CARE!

Cg: but your such a slow typer!! Ughh you young wipper-snappers never understand the facts of life.

Mrw: Well you don't "udderstand"! Hehe purple cows

Cg: … Really mrw? Really?

Mrw: What, you like Hedgehogs more? Me too!

Cg: your such a freak. My sister is trying to get the law banning hedgehogs in ny city repealed… good luck with that *sarcasm*

Mrw: I have waaaaay more supporters than you would!

Cg: oh yeah! Review who you would support in the attempts to legalize hedgehogs. Me or my little sis…. Who won't stop slapping me in the arm!!!!!!!! (seriously she slapped me three times while typing this)

Mrw: JK! JK! But it isn't my fault you're a wuss, I wasn't slapping that hard! Oh, yeah, disregard the thing about reviewing.

Cg: no! don't disregard to fight for hedgehogs! Never disregard their cuteness… now I'm off to go tickle my sis… hehehehe

Mrw: I'm the one who wanted to get one in the first place! Plus I decided to start the-ndfjkhrgfvjkcndsjhfuwhajdnjwhuqdhwoh AHHHHHHHHHutyiuyighukg8hy9khbhe;lpdert