Transported Beyond Dreams

Eva is a normal girl in a normal world, but one night there is a power cut in her home and gets mysteriously transported to the Harry Potter world, in Harry's 5th year at Hogwarts. What will she do when she knows what's going to happen over the next two years of Harry's life and will she tell him?

Chapter One - Transported

The light was fading rapidly and the howling wind was curling around the trees. Fallen leaves were rolling across the wide mud path and grey clouds just started to creep across the cold blue sky. An old oak trees branches were waving in the wind as its leaves slowly drifted down to the filthy ground floor. It started to rain vigorously. The raindrops mirrored the moon's shimmering reflection as they plunged into a puddle below. The downpour was pounding against the earth's surface. A flash of lightening crowded the gloomy evening sky…closely followed with a out break of thunder. I was briskly walking home from one of my first ever detentions at school. I was having a day of bad luck. First I had forgotten my long, waterproof black coat that kept me warm it the most roughest of weather, so I was having to walk back to my home in Old-Oak Drive in my thin cotton white and grey striped blouse, black blazer and my knee-length school skirt.

I had been traipsing down my home road for approximately five minutes until I came to my detached, old Victorian house. I broke into a run as I reached the gravelled drive way in an attempt to keep a little bit dryer than I already was. I started searching my deep, soaked through pockets for my shinning, silver keys until I came across them and pulled them out. I pushed them into the rusted keyhole and opened the old wood door then slammed it shut behind me, just as another flash of white lightening came bolting half way down from the raging clouds above.

I threw my bags down at the foot of the stairs then kicked my shoes of into the cupboard. I started to run up the creaky, wooden staircase then follow the winding landing all the way to my small box room. I switched my light on which immediately made the room feel welcoming and warm. I decided I could get changed later, the only thing that was on my mind now was to start reading 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix' (this was the second time I had read the Harry Potter Series).

Another bolt of lightening crashed down from the cold sky and landed on a nearby electricity pylon causing a power cut - the whole of the house got engulfed by the darkness. I clambered down off my bed (still clutching the book in my hand) to try and find a torch to use as a light source. I paced slowly over to my to the other side of my room only to catch my foot in the wiring that attached my TV to the plug socket. I screamed and fell down to the cold carpeted floor only to find myself to of banged my head against the stony walls then slowly fade away into the midst of unconsciousness.

For what seemed like minutes I was just focusing on black darkness until I finally started to stir from my slumber. I sluggishly opened my eyes, giving them time to adjust to the newly formed light. Just then I heard someone shout, 'Professor, look here!'

Unless it was my mother calling someone 'professor' (which was highly unlikely) my first thought was that I was still in my room. However, the word professor rang a bell in all areas of my brain. I was most lightly still at school, I must have drifted off in the detention or something.

But as I opened my eyes fully, all these puzzled and unrecognisable faces were starring back at me. I gradually started to sit up and take in my surroundings only to find that I recognised one. One that stood out from all the rest, the boy with a lightening bolt shaped scar on his forehead, circular glasses and those emerald green eyes. My eyes went wide and I was to shocked to say anything.

'Mr Potter, would you care to explain to me what has just happened here?', the professor said in a stern voice.

'I'm not sure Professor McGonagall, she just appeared here, just a moment ago…'

She started to lean down towards me and look me straight in the eye, 'Excuse me, what is you name and do you know where you are?' she said in a soft voice.

'Oh, err…Eva and…a dream perhaps?' I replied.

'Ok, Mr Potter, would you please escort Eva to the hospital wing, I will call for Professor Dumbledore, I think we will need means of transporting her back to where ever she came from.' Professor McGonagall said giving me a side look on each one of her sentences.

I cautiously got up all these watching eyes were making my feel considerably uncomfortable and then looked at Harry. From what I could tell he was eyeing for me to follow him towards the exit of the classroom. So I started to advance to on the old fashioned, oak door and open slowly as if I was scared to find out what was on the other side and walked out into the gleaming halls. I had to admit it was quite impressive, mountain high ceilings, suits of armour glistening from the warm, soft light being given off by the chandeliers and the polished wooden floors that shone in all their glory.

I heard a loud bang behind me, and being the jumpy person I was spun around to see what had caused it.

'Sorry…' Harry said steadily walking away from the classroom door, 'the hospital wing is this way…just follow me and don't worry we'll get you back home in no time.'

I nodded and gave a slight smile then started trailing behind him down the wide corridor. Due to the silence that was forming my mind started to wonder. Can I really be here, it must be a dream or something, maybe if I pinch myself I'll wake up and be home again…this can not be happening it's just not possible. But as I was doing this my eyes were darting around my surroundings very quickly and going wide with anxiety. To make matters worse Harry was watching me with a confused expression on his face.

'Are you ok…?' he said.

'Yeah I'm fine', I said hastily.

'What's that your holding?' he said eying the object that was clutched between my hands.

I looked down and realised I was still holding 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix'. My eyes immediately shot back up to meet his emerald eyes and say, 'Err…nothing…just a book.'

'I think you would get on well with my friend Hermione,' He said grinning, 'Here we are, just around this corner, I'll wait with you, I don't think you would like to be left by yourself in here.'

'Because of house-elves popping up everywhere and ghosts?' I said in a jokingly manner. As soon as I said this I realised it was the wrong thing to say, I knew exactly what the answer would be though.

'How do you know about house-elves? You're a muggle aren't you…,' He looked at me questioningly.

'Well…I…Err…I…?' I stuttered back.

Just then Ron and Hermione burst through into the Hospital Wing. Finally my day was going my way, that saved me from a very awkward moment. I can't possibly explain to them that they are all made up characters in a book by someone called J.K.Rowling and I'm holding what will happen in the next year of Harry's life in my hands. What should I do? There bound to ask me a lot of questions on what I was doing before I got transported here. I should tell them later…

'So, Harry, are you going to introduce us?' Asked Hermione.

'Oh, yeah, this is Eva, Eva this is Ron and Hermione.'

'Hi, nice to meet you', I smiled at both of them, even though I'd just met them I felt I had known them for years. The funny thing was they all looked exactly like they did in the films, but just a little older. Hermione was wearing her hair down with a brown clip in to hold some of her curls in place and Ron's hair had grown a bit and was starting to cover his deep, blue eyes.

We all heard some voices coming from the corridor outside the hospital wing gradually getting clearer and clearer, everyone turned around to see who it was. The door slowly opened and Professor Dumbledore stepped inside and paced over to the bed that we were gathered round, closely followed by Professor McGonagall.

'Ah! You must be Eva, welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,' He said in a pleasant tone, 'I know you must be a bit … shall we say dazed by all this, or may I be mistaken, you already have a good idea of where you are and what is going on around you?' He said fixing his gaze on the book still embraced between both of my hands.

'What do you mean, Albus, this young girl is obviously a muggle, there is no way she could possibly know about our magical world?' Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore questioningly.

Ok, so maybe my luck had ended. I would have to tell them now, seeming everyone of whom I wanted to tell was here.

'Eva would you like to explain to Harry, Ronald, Hermione and Professor McGonagall what you seem to be trying to hide from all of us?' Dumbledore said looking down at me, over his half-moon spectacles.

I knew I would have to say something so it was either now or later. 'Well, I really don't know where to begin…'

'The start would seem a good place, Eva', Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.

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Well there you go, there is the first chapter. But I think I could of used a bit more description? Tell me what you think. Constructive criticism and compliments are welcomed, I will reply to your reviews on the next chapter. Thank you, Love Temitope.