Oh Shite Monkeys

What happens when a Pottermore sorting leads me and my best friend to insert ourselves into the Harry Potter next generation? Chaos. Pure chaos with a side dish of humour and garnished with mashed potatoes and chicken. Read if you dare to see the inner workings of my mind. And HOLLY FRUDGIN' FLYING RAINBOW SHITE MONKEYS! I'm going to Hogwarts! OC-centric (if I count as an OC) Enjoy