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Frank Iero was playing his guitar onstage, all the fans looking at him. He looked up and saw a girl appear and disappear. I stopped playing and Mikey purposely bumped into him. Frank continued and the girl was in front of him. He just stared at her, black and red hair, and purple eyes! Gerard tried to get some Ferard action on for the fans but Frank kept staring at the girl, Gerard followed his gaze and saw the girl and raised an eye brow and smirked at her. But it was like she had eyes only for Frank. Backstage the guys kept asking Frank why he just stopped.
“He was staring at that pretty girl in front” said Gerard.
“But Frank you have Jam-“
“I wasn’t checking her out! She apparated!”
“Frank…too much Harry Potter” Ray said patting his back. They could hear the fans gathering.
“I’m serious!”
“Frankie get some sleep” Bob said, Frank stormed off to the bus while fans gathered around the others, a girl popped in front of him
“AH!” He screamed
“SH!” she said
“You’re a witch!”
“Yes now I need to talk to you privately”
“Sure, as long as you tell me what’s going on?”
“Yes!” she said, Frank led her onto the bus,
“You believe I really am a witch don’t you?” she asked
“Umm I guess I’m just hoping I’m not mentally ill” she pulled something out from her pocket. A slender piece of wood…..a wand. She looked around and saw a banana.
“Wingardieum Leviosa” she said and the banana started floating in mid-air. Frank’s jaw dropped.
“So Harry Potter is real!?”
“Yeah J.K. Rowling is a witch. Harry is my distant cousin” she said, “But that’s not important-ugh! I can’t work like this” she said waving her wand and the muggle attire was changed to robes and a cloak.
“WOAH!” Frank said
“It’s nothing special, now Frank the wizarding world is in need of your assistance” said mystery witch
“I don’t even know your name!” Frank said
“Irene Davis” she said, “But seriously-“
“Are you American?” he asked
“YES! Now Frank-“ she stopped and heard voices, she waved her wand again and was back in the jeans and tight fitting tee shirt, she stuffed her wand back in her pocket and the other band members entered the bus.
“Oh…..hi” said Mikey
“So uh Frank who’s your friend?” Gerard asked
“No one you’d like to meet” said Irene,
“Aw come on” Gerard said, Frank knew he was starting to flirt. The poor guy was a hopeless romantic. Irene tossed her hair back and surveyed Gerard,
“Gerard, that’s Irene” Frank said finally feeling sorry for Gerard,
“Oh Irene, how do you do? I’m Gerard” said Gerard holding out his hand. She shook it, and walked to the door. She looked at me and I heard her voice in my head ‘We’ll talk later’ she left. I looked out the window, she looked around and disapparated.