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This Fanfiction is co-written by Marauder Phoenix and Undomiel.
Hfan2002 invented names of Professors that appear in later chapters (Namely Lamia and Malvitz).
Chapter One: Where and When
The last day of school seems to have it's own traditions. Some kids go to an annual book burning and throw their old Literature books into the bonfire. Others have a water fight, be wary, anyone is fair game. But four girls have a different tradition. They take a ten-minute walk through the woods by their small school and go up to the 'Lookout.' (The lookout is actually the state welcome center.) They sit up there and eat their lunches. And, of course after waving and throwing M&M's at the cars passing on the exit ramp below, they walk back. But today they didn't leave at the same time. Two of the girls, Alexiana Carter and Taylor Rabb, left early. They were on a time schedule and wanted to get to the theater as soon as possible, after all, it was June 4, 2004 and Prisoner of Azkaban was showing.
"Ewww!" said Taylor, stopping in her tracks, much to the dismay of Alexiana who had been using Taylor as a support. When Taylor stopped, Alex fell on her arse and slid a few feet down the hill.
"Hey!" Evidently Alex didn't like falling.
"Do you still need a toilet?" Taylor was trying not to laugh.
"Huh?"
Taylor pointed at a small ravine where a broken toilet sat. "C'mon!" she said as she made her way towards it.
"I am not going near that thing!" said Alex. "I am staying right here. Yup! I'm not moving."
Taylor stopped a few feet away. "Hey, it's a wand!" She picked up a stick that was by her feet.
"Let me see!" Alex stepped forward to take the stick and something happened. It was familiar, yet strange.
The girls felt themselves spinning and they hung on for fear of falling. After a few moments their feet hit solid ground and they fell. The girl's got to their feet, dusted themselves off, and looked around. They were in a small room. The floor was a bit dusty, the walls were covered in wallpaper, and two beds sat opposite each other. "We're going to be late for the movie!" said Alex. "What did you do?"
Taylor wasn't listening. She was staring at the dresser. "What's that?"
Alex turned and picked something up off of the dresser. "It's a letter." As she picked it up she noticed a certain seal on the back. "What is this, somebody's idea of a joke?"
"I don't think so, Alex." Taylor was now looking out the window. "Come look at this."
Alex sighed and rolled her eyes. "What? You going to try and tell me that you're looking at Dia...whoa!" Alex looked out the window to see Diagon Alley below. Witches and Wizards were walking through the streets, talking, laughing, and buying. Alex looked down at the letter in her hands and tore it open. "No wonder it was so thick." She pulled out of the envelope two pieces of paper. One had Taylor's name on it and the other had Alex's. They each took their letters and read them.
Both letters explained they had been accepted at Hogwart's and Alex would be starting in her fifth year, Taylor in her seventh. They were to get their school supplies as soon as possible in order for some of the teachers to help them catch up in their studies. After all, they were a couple of months away from the start of term. Also, if they presented their letters at the Gringott's Bank then they would get the money necessary to support themselves until September the First.
By now the girls were jumping up and down, doing their best not to scream. "So, what first?" asked Taylor.
"Gringott's." replied Alex. "Duh!"
Taylor and Alex walked out of the building, they found out on the way that it was the Leaky Cauldron. As they walked down the street Taylor noticed the strange looks people were giving them. It didn't take her long to figure out what it was. They were wearing muggle clothes.
Alexiana was wearing a pair of her favorite jeans, a red T-shirt bearing an insignia that strongly resembled Gryffindor, and a white collared short sleeve shirt over it, unbuttoned.
Taylor was wearing a pair of jeans with a ripped knee, a T-shirt that read 'NOT YOU, NOT NOW, NOT EVER,' and a black trench coat, modern in appearance, covered in silver zippers.
"Would you like to open an account with this money?" Before she knew it they were in the Gringott's lobby listening to a goblin. They took some money out and left the rest in an account.
"Lets go get our books." But even as she said it, Alex realized that wouldn't be right now. She would have to drag Taylor past the quidditch shop first. For as soon as they had left the bank Taylor had made a beeline for that shop. But, Taylor had stopped at the shop window, giving it a confused look. "What's wrong?" asked Alex.
"We aren't in Harry's time." Taylor replied.
"Huh?"
"This broom," Taylor was pointing the one in the shop window, "is supposed to be the fastest ever, and it's not a Firebolt."
"So." Alex rolled her eyes. "If it's a Nimbus, we could still be in Harry's time." Her hands were out as if to say, 'Savvy?'
"It's not a Nimbus either." Taylor was still staring at the broom while Alex was looking confused. "It's a cleansweep five." Taylor turned to face her friend. "So where would that put us, Alex?"
"Anywhere between fifteen to twenty-five years back, Tay."
Taylor smiled.
"What?"
"The marauders, we're going to Hogwart's during the time of the marauders."
(Please Review! No Flames though please!)
DiddlySquat: "Hello!"
This Fanfiction is co-written by Marauder Phoenix and Undomiel.
Hfan2002 invented names of Professors that appear in later chapters (Namely Lamia and Malvitz).
Chapter One: Where and When
The last day of school seems to have it's own traditions. Some kids go to an annual book burning and throw their old Literature books into the bonfire. Others have a water fight, be wary, anyone is fair game. But four girls have a different tradition. They take a ten-minute walk through the woods by their small school and go up to the 'Lookout.' (The lookout is actually the state welcome center.) They sit up there and eat their lunches. And, of course after waving and throwing M&M's at the cars passing on the exit ramp below, they walk back. But today they didn't leave at the same time. Two of the girls, Alexiana Carter and Taylor Rabb, left early. They were on a time schedule and wanted to get to the theater as soon as possible, after all, it was June 4, 2004 and Prisoner of Azkaban was showing.
"Ewww!" said Taylor, stopping in her tracks, much to the dismay of Alexiana who had been using Taylor as a support. When Taylor stopped, Alex fell on her arse and slid a few feet down the hill.
"Hey!" Evidently Alex didn't like falling.
"Do you still need a toilet?" Taylor was trying not to laugh.
"Huh?"
Taylor pointed at a small ravine where a broken toilet sat. "C'mon!" she said as she made her way towards it.
"I am not going near that thing!" said Alex. "I am staying right here. Yup! I'm not moving."
Taylor stopped a few feet away. "Hey, it's a wand!" She picked up a stick that was by her feet.
"Let me see!" Alex stepped forward to take the stick and something happened. It was familiar, yet strange.
The girls felt themselves spinning and they hung on for fear of falling. After a few moments their feet hit solid ground and they fell. The girl's got to their feet, dusted themselves off, and looked around. They were in a small room. The floor was a bit dusty, the walls were covered in wallpaper, and two beds sat opposite each other. "We're going to be late for the movie!" said Alex. "What did you do?"
Taylor wasn't listening. She was staring at the dresser. "What's that?"
Alex turned and picked something up off of the dresser. "It's a letter." As she picked it up she noticed a certain seal on the back. "What is this, somebody's idea of a joke?"
"I don't think so, Alex." Taylor was now looking out the window. "Come look at this."
Alex sighed and rolled her eyes. "What? You going to try and tell me that you're looking at Dia...whoa!" Alex looked out the window to see Diagon Alley below. Witches and Wizards were walking through the streets, talking, laughing, and buying. Alex looked down at the letter in her hands and tore it open. "No wonder it was so thick." She pulled out of the envelope two pieces of paper. One had Taylor's name on it and the other had Alex's. They each took their letters and read them.
Both letters explained they had been accepted at Hogwart's and Alex would be starting in her fifth year, Taylor in her seventh. They were to get their school supplies as soon as possible in order for some of the teachers to help them catch up in their studies. After all, they were a couple of months away from the start of term. Also, if they presented their letters at the Gringott's Bank then they would get the money necessary to support themselves until September the First.
By now the girls were jumping up and down, doing their best not to scream. "So, what first?" asked Taylor.
"Gringott's." replied Alex. "Duh!"
Taylor and Alex walked out of the building, they found out on the way that it was the Leaky Cauldron. As they walked down the street Taylor noticed the strange looks people were giving them. It didn't take her long to figure out what it was. They were wearing muggle clothes.
Alexiana was wearing a pair of her favorite jeans, a red T-shirt bearing an insignia that strongly resembled Gryffindor, and a white collared short sleeve shirt over it, unbuttoned.
Taylor was wearing a pair of jeans with a ripped knee, a T-shirt that read 'NOT YOU, NOT NOW, NOT EVER,' and a black trench coat, modern in appearance, covered in silver zippers.
"Would you like to open an account with this money?" Before she knew it they were in the Gringott's lobby listening to a goblin. They took some money out and left the rest in an account.
"Lets go get our books." But even as she said it, Alex realized that wouldn't be right now. She would have to drag Taylor past the quidditch shop first. For as soon as they had left the bank Taylor had made a beeline for that shop. But, Taylor had stopped at the shop window, giving it a confused look. "What's wrong?" asked Alex.
"We aren't in Harry's time." Taylor replied.
"Huh?"
"This broom," Taylor was pointing the one in the shop window, "is supposed to be the fastest ever, and it's not a Firebolt."
"So." Alex rolled her eyes. "If it's a Nimbus, we could still be in Harry's time." Her hands were out as if to say, 'Savvy?'
"It's not a Nimbus either." Taylor was still staring at the broom while Alex was looking confused. "It's a cleansweep five." Taylor turned to face her friend. "So where would that put us, Alex?"
"Anywhere between fifteen to twenty-five years back, Tay."
Taylor smiled.
"What?"
"The marauders, we're going to Hogwart's during the time of the marauders."
(Please Review! No Flames though please!)