*explanation*
We were walking along the drag, and talking about how we really, really, REALLY wished we were wizards. Then we decided that we really are wizards, but, "we could go crazy believing that". Then we spotted a dollar bill on the ground and both reach out to get it, only to feel that "not-so-familiar" tug behind our navels. Suddenly, we are in DIAGON ALLEY. "Whoa there." "Well, if this is a dream, we might as well make the most the most of it." So we went to Gringotts, and we are so cool and know how to exchange our money because we read the books :p Then we went to Ollivander's. "I've been expecting you two..." "You have?" "Yes, but it's not my place to tell you." "Um... okay. Can we have wands though?" "Of course." So we got our wands. Deciding we can't get into too much trouble, we sample a spell on some leaves. "Wingardium LevioSA!" Just a real couple of Hermiones, ne? Anyway, then we go to Quality Quidditch supplies and gawk at the Firebolt. And then there's a voice: "I thought I would find you two here." "Mr. Professor Dumbledore Headmaster Sir!?" "Yes, that is whom you are speaking to." We are muchos confused. "I supposed you want to know why you are here." We nodded. "Well, first of all, you are not muggles." "Well, why didn't we get letters?" "Because then we were at peace. But desperate times cause for desperate measures." "But..." "No more questions. We must be off to Hogwarts." So we go by floo powder from the Leaky Cauldron to Dumbledore's office. There we are sorted into Gryffindor. McGonagall takes us to our common room and introduces us as "Permenant American Visitors." So here's out story.

***sidenote: the 2nd book never happened, which makes Harry and his friends in their 4th year. Percy, the twins, and Oliver Wood are in our year. Why? Because we can do that.***