Note from the Author: Helloooo everyone! Phantomess of the Opera and I just wanted to say that all story ideas are welcomed and greatly appreciated! (also help the creative gears start crankin') :]

Any-whoo, hope you all enjoy the story!

~rAwrXdiNo3

Dammit…

That money shouldn't have been spent on lottery tickets and hookers! I mean they weren't even good ones, and…

Hem, erm…I'm getting a bit ahead of myself. Let's focus on the main question that is posed before us: Where the bloody hell were Luke and I?

I, Hershel Layton (being of sound body and mind , I may add,) had just moments ago woken up in the strangest of places. At first, I couldn't tell where I was, but it looked like a dungeon of some sort. Why a dungeon? I thought to myself, I've never done anything bad in my life! Well, unless you count that summer in Hawaii…

And after that thought (which I will not be sharing,) I looked around again. I immediately spotted Luke, who was snoring peacefully with his bottom sticking up in the air and his cheek plastered to the cold stone floor. A bit of drool dribbled out of his mouth, and, since I didn't want the boy to drown in his own saliva (I am quite fond of him, you know,) I pinched his nose between my index finger and thumb.

Immediately, he shot up, "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE, ANTON! ILL EXPOSE YOU AND… oh, G'morning, Professah." He said, realizing it was only me. He happily smacked his lips and looked around. "Professah, is it really morning? I mean, it's so dark and damp!"

"Yes, Luke. I've had time to view our surroundings. It seems we're in a dungeon of some sort."

Luke's eyes became wide and he said in a panicked voice, "B-but, I didn't do anything wrong! And you definitely didn't do anything wrong, so that just leaves…FLORA!" He looked around anxiously for the girl, and suddenly brought something to my attention: I hadn't seen Flora lying on the ground, only Luke. "Professah, where's Flora?"

I adjusted my top-hat and scratched my head. "I…to be honest, I'm not quite sure, Luke. Why don't we search around a little, Perhaps we can find her and pick up a little information on our current location, eh?"

"I'm on the case!" he said, happily hopping up. He spun around, then spun back again. "Uh, Professah? Why is there a weird elf-thingy staring at us?"

I quickly ran to the boy's side and gasped: Sitting there was an elf. And with eyes so huge they overcame half of his head, which, like the rest of his body, was covered with wrinkly skin, huge, drooping ears and only a dirty pillowcase and boots with miss-matched socks sticking out, it was truly the ugliest creature I had ever seen.

…...

It was the cutest creature I had ever seen! It had eyes as big as dinner plates, wrinkly skin, Big, floppy ears and a pillow case with oversized boots and miss-matched socks sticking out of them. Awwwww, how cute! It has different socks! I turned to the Professor, and saw he was staring at the elf like it was a dangerous diseased beast.

"Erm, Luke…you have a way with animals, right? Why don't you, ah…try talking to our visitor over there."

I nodded, and slowly walked over to the animal. Unsure of its intelligence, I spoke slowly. "Hello, little fellow! My names Luke, L-U-K-E… what's yours?"

The elf looked at me, and then, in a high shaky voice, he said, "The names Dobby, D-O-B-B-Y, sir."

I smiled, he was smart! "Well hello, Mr. Dobby! Would you happen to know where we are?"

"Mr. Dobby, I quite like that! Well, sir, you are in the dungeon of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The finest wizard school in London, I may add!"

I gasped, and stared at Dobby, who was standing with his hands on his hips and with an air of self importance. "Th-The Hogwarts? The one in all the books with the magic and the cool stuff and Harry Potter and—"

Dobby interrupted me, "You know Harry Potter? Oh my, Dobby is so excited to meet some of Harry Potter's friends! Let's go up and talk to him right now!"

I looked excitedly at Dobby, then at the Professor, "Professah! We get to meet Harry Potter! Come on!"

The professor was probably thinking, who the hell is he? Because he said, "Erm, I'm not sure, my boy. After all we must find Flora and—"

"Dobby will take the young master, then."

I looked at the Professor with my best puppy dog look, and he sighed. "Very well, let's make haste." I'm pretty sure I heard him mutter "After all, who knows what this elf really wants," which I would ask him what he meant by it later and somehow get 'The talk.'

"YES!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air, and, with that, we were led up a set of stairs to the dining hall.

It was exactly as it was described in the books: candles and chandeliers floating in mid-air, tables laden with food ( which reminds me…I haven't eaten since breakfast!) Students all laughing and talking, and at the front were all the teachers, including the headmaster. Dobby took us directly to the headmaster, and announced excitedly, "Sir! I have friends of Harry Potter's!"

…...

I was nervous as the strange elf led me and Luke through the bustling dining hall. A few students looked up at us as we passed, and I heard the word Muggles, whatever that meant, said at least once. We were brought before what I assumed were the teachers of the school, and the elf happily said we were the friends of a lad I never had even heard of before.

"Friends of Harry's, Dobby? But, these are…" he trailed off when his eyes fell on me. I immediately felt uncomfortable as he scanned me from top- hat down. Then, his eyes stopped on a completely personal area, and I knew I had to stop this inappropriate act at once (After all, with a beard almost past his knees and as white as snow, with a wrinkled face, he obviously was a bit old). I gave a slight cough and the man came out of his daze. "Yes, well," he walked over to me, "Hello, sir, I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of this fine school. May I say that is a simply ravishing hat on you, really brings out your eyes!"

I just stared at him, absolutely shocked he was acting this way in front of Luke! "Yes, um… thank you, Albus. Me and my apprentice Luke—"

"Hello!"

"Yes, Luke, have found ourselves in the basement of your school, and missing a person from our party."

"Would this person happen to be a girl named Flora?"

"Ummm, well, yes…"

Albus's face lit up, "Well! She's over there, sitting with Harry and his friends!"

"OH BOY!" Luke shouted, and bolted down to one of the tables. I raced after him as we came to the table Flora was sitting at. "Professor! It's Harry Potter, just like in the books!" She said, happily. Harry, a boy with large glasses and a lightning scar looked up and gasped. "Oh my! It's Professor Layton!" he looked over to his orange haired friend, "Dude!" then he turned back to me and began pumping my hand up and down, "I'm thrilled to meet you, sir, I've played all your games! You are a true genius! Except for when…well, have you gotten over that girl yet?"

I gaped in awe at the nerve of the boy. "How do you know about Claire? That is a personal matter! And what games? I've never heard of them! Are we being watched? Some stalker reality thing?" I spun around: no hidden cameras. No stalker. Glaring over my shoulder, I asked Flora, "Where have you been? We woke up and you had vanished!"

"Well, I went upstairs with Dobby, and met Harry. Then he introduced me to Ron and Ginny and Hermione, and Ginny invited me to follow her around the school for the day! Ron said Luke could follow him and Harry, isn't that great, Professor?"

"Yes, I suppose…" occurrence

"Well, sir, it was great meeting you, but classes are starting up soon. We should be on our way, but why don't you investigate the grounds a little? See what interesting little things you can find? Maybe you can find out who took Hagrid's tea set! He's been awfully glum, says life isn't 'nothin' withouta nice cup o' tea'. Don't you feel the same?"

"Why, yes, Harry, my boy. I think I'll do just that!"

"Excellent! See you 'round, then! Happy hunting!"

"Yes, have fun you two!" I said to Flora and Luke, and as they chorused back, "We will!" I began to devise a plan to investigate the strange school, and find how we got here, and how to get back to my flat…oh, yes, and find the tea set.