Hello! This is a Wicked, Harry Potter fic, so please enjoy and PLEASE R and R :D Sensible criticism is always most welcome.
The Harry Potter characters are set to be in their 7th year. Wicked is set as though Elphie and Glinda came back from their trip to Oz as planned and had resumed their normal lives.
Chapter One
If you were to take some time out of your busy schedule and go out into space, you would notice a great many things. Firstly that it is really a very large place and terribly signposted, secondly that it is very very dark and certainly a BYO torch kinda gig and thirdly that you need to be wearing lots of special suites to stop you from imploding. Hopefully though, once these 3 things had been noted, you would begin to notice other phenomena as well. For example, your eyes might catch a glimpse of a rather large, orange, angry looking ball of gas, sitting menacingly in the middle of a circle of smaller looking tennis balls, all whizzing about in their own orbital patterns. This is what we Earth people like to call, the sun. It gives us light, life and soaring temperatures in summer. It's the centre of our solar system, which we share with 8 other planets, all rolling around like bowling balls on steroids.
Now, count 3 planets out from that big angry ball of fire, and you have my personal favourite- planet Earth, which is where our story is going to be based today. Really, Earth is quite a small planet, but for the people who live there, a quick 7hr flight can take them worlds apart. . . . . .
Up in the peaceful Scottish hills, Hogwarts castle was being prepared by a team of house elves for the coming academic year. Store rooms were being restocked, common rooms established, wood supplies filled and there was a wonderful smell of food wafting from the kitchens. The floors were gleaming, the paintings dusted and the dorm rooms ready for the raucous racket of adolescent witches and wizards. Yes, the castle had been silent for long enough and it was time for normal life to resume. The staff were back, mostly cheerful to have returned for another year. Even Mr Filch was enjoying his pre-term thinking time, where he liked to create a list of new fangled punishments for innocent first year students and rebellious students. Professor Flitwick was in his charms room, stacking up a brand new pile of books to stand on for the coming year and Professor Dumbledore was conducting a very scientific experiment involving chocolate, strawberry and plain milk, a large whisk and one grim looking Severus Snape.
Down in the heart of the grounds near his hut, Hagrid was preparing a special area for some special guest animals which would be visiting the school that year and whistling along to his new favourite tune, Pop! Goes my heart. He pranced around, setting up feeding areas singing "I wasn't going to fall in love again but then POP goes my heart", bumping the gate shut in one swift and swanky dance move.
Across the grounds in Greenhouse 4, Professor Sprout was busy with her plants, reorganising them to make way for a few new species that she would be acquiring from the school's guests in the coming year.
Even the creatures of the Black Lake were excited. Hogwarts was buzzing, ready for the coming year and even those yet to find out what was to happen, knew that something was brewing, and that whatever it was, was going to be big.
Across a good many oceans, the students of Shiz University were packing their things. 300 of Oz's finest young minds were off to Scotland of all places, for year's work in a new environment with a whole new range of challenges. All that they had been told by leader Madame Morrible, was that they should feel honoured, trusted and slightly afraid of what was to come. None of those 300 students had any idea why they were going on this program; let alone what it would be like once they got there. Fiyero, Elphaba, Glinda and Boq were packing up their familiar rooms, ready for the flight the next day.
"Excuse me… Miss Glinda? I mean GA-linda.. oh wait no, Glinda? Miss Glinda? Where would you like me to put this one?" Boq the munchkin asked eagerly, eyes wide. He loved Glinda hands down, and would do anything in the world to please her- in this case, carrying her suitcases out to the luggage cart.
"Oh Bic! You silly, that's my make up case, I'll be needing that with me at ALL timesies. Thank you though, and don't worry, there are PLENTY more suitcases for you to look after" Glinda was a lovely looking young women with gently curled blonde hair and a perky air that radiated off her for at least 100m in each direction. She was from a fairly wealthy background and like luxury, shopping, shoes, sports cars and scandalacious relationships. "And I did say, Biccy, that you don't have to call me MISS, silly! After all, you are my extra special friend" She gave him a dazzling smile and wink before bending down to check her heel for any malfunction- one has to do this when one wears 5 inch stilettos on a daily basis.
"Oh yes. Thank you Mi.. Glinda. But uhhh.. If you don't mind me saying so... my, my, my name. It's actually BOQ"
"Oh but Biccy wiccky, wouldn't you agree that Bic is so much betterer?" Galinda snapped up and stared him straight in the eye. Instantly he melted like butter…
"Ob yes, I suppose so." And with that, he blushed red and went off to find another suitcase.
From the other side of the room, Elphaba, the green girl of the college, and Fiyero, the prince with a scandalacious reputation smiled at each other. It had been three years since they started living together as flatmates, and Glinda was yet to be converted to calling Boq by his correct name. Some things would just never change. After a rather turbulent start to their university careers, involving meddlesome relationships, changing tastes and opinions as well as generally bickering, things had settled down well, with Elphaba and Fiyero's relationship being allowed to blossom in peace, while Glinda finally accepted it simply wasn't meant to be and had taken an interest in a new boy at the school. Deep down she knew she was destined to end up with Boq, but a little part of her just wasn't quite ready for that yet.
That night, the four friends went to the main dining hall, decorated lavishly for their going away party. It was odd for the school to be having a going away party on the very first day of the year, but with 300 of their own leaving for "Hogswartsy" as they liked to call it, a special occasion was called for. The dinner was marvellous, as was the frivolity that followed down at the Oz Dust Ballroom where the dancing and good times lasted well on till the next morning. If there was one thing that the students of Shiz knew how to do, it was how to party hard and this was no exception. After all, they WERE going to a secondary school, full of spotty adolescents- who know how long it would be till they could mix with their own kind again?
The ballroom was decorated with fabulous silver ornaments which allowed for a breathtaking light show, making the best possible use of the mirrored ceiling and Western wall. As the last song played, Elphie thought of how hard her first year had been, in particular her first visit to this very ballroom. But then she smiled, knowing how much things had changed since then. She knew that it was cool to be green- she just hoped it wouldn't take too long for those warty hogs to find out. She kept that same thought as she crawled into bed that night, smiling, happy and for once in her life- speechless.
Many people (myself included), believe that daggyness is one of the most critical parts of adolescence. There really is nothing as fun as sitting around in daggy clothing, with your daggy friend, eating daggy junk food while watching daggy TV such as Saved by the Bell. Funnily enough, this was exactly the scene in the Weasley's living room the night before the Hogwarts express was due to leave. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were squished up on the couch, sharing a bowl of salt and vinegar chips, while across the room Ginny, Fred, George and Mr Weasley had a chair each and were taking control of the left over pizza. Yes, we do realise Mr Weasley is not technically an adolescent, but sometimes, one does wonder. There was a comfortable feel in the room and everyone was getting ready to go up and have an early night, ready for the back to school rush the next day.
"Stop polishing the stupid badge you daft girl", Ron said, snapping everyone out of their own thoughts and giving Hermione a punch on the arm. "You'll wear it away completely and then no one will know you're head girl at all- you are so magnificently unsmart at times" Ron took the last chip, smiling smugly and taking a sip of Fanta at the same time.
"Good point Ron" said Hermione gravely. "Here, let me just put it somewhere safe…" she reached over and jabbed the sharp pin into his knee.
"OW! You are SUCH a girl Hermione!" said Ron, tears coming to his eyes.
Everyone else in the room just laughed. It had become common knowledge over the past few days that Ron was enjoying his mock jealousy of Hermione over her getting head girl, and it was about time he was taught a lesson.
"Good onya Hermione" Fred and George said together. "It's about time that poncy boy knew how much pain members of the female sex can inflict"
Ginny and Hermione bother rolled their eyes and Mr Weasley stood up, not wanting to start a battle of the sexes on his watch.
"Right, you young people. I want you all in bed together in 10 minutes" he paused, trying to be heard over the laughter of everyone else- he realised his mistake. "SEPARATE beds", he added, rolling his eyes.
The troops marched upstairs and did their usual drill of toothpaste throwing, water splashing and pillow fighting, until finally, 1 hour later they were all tucked up in their beds, trunks packed ready to take the train back to school the next day.
For Harry, Hermione and Ron it was to be their final year. For Fred and George, it was going to be their 2nd final year, having to repeat after the mess made when Dolores Umbridge had taken over. Harry was looking forward to getting back to school and having Fred and George in his year level.
"A nice, quiet and normal ending… how hard can it be?" he thought to himself. "After all, now that Voldemort is under control…" he shuddered and continued, "it's not like we are going to be invaded by lions, tigers and bears, is it?"
With that rather lame and dull thought in his head, he drifted off to sleep, smiling peacefully.
AUTHOR'S NOTE---- HOOOOOOOOOORAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
So here be the end of chapter one. :D Hope you guys found it OK!!!!
I've already started chapter 2, so if you review and people do actually like it, that shall be up very very very soon!
Also, I'm posting this in the Wicked section first… do you think that it's the best thing to do? Hmmmmmmmmm. Decisions decisions!
Well have a lovely evening and fare thee well :D
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