AN: I know, I can't write, but I try, and well, I feel
like writing something, so, well I'm gonna…..um…where to begin….
A
long time ago in a galaxy far far away…no! wait….that's star wars, sorry…I'll
try again…
Hmm…how to begin…I know…
**Harry, Hermione, and Ron were standing in a
large stone room. it was empty except
for a desk and a chair, with three other chairs in front of it. they were all very confused as to why they were
there. They had been on their way to
Herbology, when suddenly what seemed like a black hole appeared and swallowed
them up. They had come out here.
**A man dressed in a blood red cloak that swept
the floor appeared standing no more than two feet in front of them.
"I'm glad you've come" He said very
solemnly. "Come, sit, This is a matter
of great urgency and importance" They
went and sat, although hesitantly, and the strange man sat behind the desk.
"Well, you see," Hermione began, "we didn't
really Come, we were kind of sucked here, through a wormhole in the
space/time continuum…I think"
"Well
that is true" The solemn man spoke again, "but it was my only way of
transporting you here…you see there is a matter of great urgency on the planet
Zebularr, and I think that the three of you would be the best fit for the job."
"Um…I hope you don't mind me asking..uh..sir…"
Harry spoke up "But why us?"
"Yeah, we've never been to another planet, or
anything…we don't know how to fight aliens" This was Ron.
"He proably wants us because of our encounters
with You-know-Who, but, um…I've never heard of the planet Zebularr…and I've
read a lot on the subjects of Astronomy and Astrology" Hermione added
Ron and Harry smiled at the thought of Hermione
not knowing something for once, but it was a weak smile, due to the solemness
of the situation, whatever it may be, and the fact that this place gave them
all the creeps.
"Zebularr is in a whole other universe
altogether. You are in that universe
now. And it is in grave danger."
The trio was looking more petrified by the
minute…
"you have been called here because the oracle
says that three magical earthling children will conquer the Dark Lord, and
these three are the only people who have any chance of ever Freeing Zebularr,
and bringing it back to its Glory. You
will go in three days time, you have no choice…it is destiny and can not be
changed. you will go by way of another
wormhole, and with you, you can bring others that you will think will be
beneficial in your battle against the Zargonauts, Evil warriors from Zebularr's
rival Planet Zargoneau. The Zargonauts have taken over over Zebularr, and made
its citizens into slaves."
It
seemed as though he had finished, and all three kids sighed, there were a
thousand questions flowing through each of their brains, but they were too
weirded-out to bring themselves to ask this man any of them. "NOW GO!" he
bellowed, and the three of them disappeared into another wormhole.
*****
When they were through the wormhole, they were back at
school, in exactly the same place they had left, and no time had passed at
all. They were all a bit Queasy and
shaky, but they tried to go on with their day as normally as possible.
At Dinner that night they tried to decide who
they should bring. Harry was the first
to make a suggestion
"Maybe we should Fred and George? What do you
think Ron?"
"I don't want my brothers along.."
"You've gotta admit that they would be helpful
coming up with a strategy, they are pretty sneaky." hermoine tried.
"Well, I dunno"
"They a are real good at finding secret passage
ways, and they can pick locks and stuff…That could come in useful" Harry Added.
"Alright"
That night in the Gryfindor common room They
told the twins about their expierience that day, and asked if they would like
to come along on their mysterious mission.
"Yeah, we'd love to!" Exclaimed George
Then Fred added "If you need somebody to plant
a bomb, or something, we know were to put it to do the most damage."
"We learned all about that when we blew up the
toilet that time…"
"We never did send Ginny the seat though" Both
Fred and George were now happily reminiscing, they even once reminded Harry of
how they had showed him how to pick a lock, and remembered all the good old
days with the marauders map, when there were still new secret passages to
explore…
A/N: I know this is real short, but I will add
more if you review it and like it.
D/T/O/B (Disclaimer, the old buzzard!) Harry,
Hemione, Ron, Fred, and George, don't belong to me, they belong to J.K.
Rowling, along with the whole HP Concept.
My beginning that didn't fit belongs to star wars.
C/O/W (Claimer on wheels) The solemn guy
belongs to me and so do the Zargonauts, Zarganeau, and Zebularr.
