Disclaimer: Harry Potter novels are not mine. Nor are the characters mentioned from books, and probably parts of this plot are not technically mine. But my character, Natalie, is my property.

Ch.1: Through the portal hole?

'Oh dear. Natalie, what have you gotten yourself into now?' was all I could think as I stared around a room of faces that weren't supposed to be real…

~Two hours earlier~

The last five minutes of class are always the slowest, especially in AP English. My head was propped on my hand, and my bright green eyes were zoning out on the clock, which seemed to be moving more slowly today than ever. Nothing was there to distract me either: no book, no sketch pad, not even a returned paper to put away. You would figure on the last day of school there would be something to do, but not in my school obviously. All I could think about was home, and how slowly this clock could possibly move…

"Natalie… Natalie… NATALIE!"

"AAAAAAHHH! NO MORE SINGING BEARS! Oh, wait… I just said that really loudly didn't I?"

My best friend laughed at my show as she stood over my desk. Looking around, I realized I must have fallen asleep, because no one was here anymore and it was almost an hour since school had been let out. Looking up, I took in my friends new look today. Annabelle Wish is about five feet, eight inches, with a lean torso, big boobs, and a face to die for. Being graced with high cheek bones, pouty lips, mysteriously dark brown eyes, and naturally tan skin, she looked like a goddess. She even had long, wavy black hair that never seemed to have a bad hair day. She flashed a bright white smile, and helped me pick up my bags before walking down the hall with me. When we were compared, it seemed like night and day. I, Natalie Ancient, was nothing compared to my friend. I had long hair as well, but mine was bone straight and naturally bright blonde. My eyes were lime green, and seemed almost cartoony against my slightly tanned skin. Being only five feet and five inches, I seemed even shorter standing next to Anna. The only thing we seemed to really match in was brains, brawn, style, and a few small obsessions.

"So what's the plan tonight? First night of summer, no homework…" I asked Anna, turning my head to look at her.

"Actually, I was gonna go on a date with my boyfriend tonight hun. Sorry I didn't say something sooner, but he kind of sprung it on me earlier an-", "Its fine. I'll just… talk to you later, ok?"

Anna looked at me, and nodded. I knew she was genuinely sorry, but it still hurt that I had to spend the first night of freedom alone at my apartment. I hurried to my white jetta, and drove home quickly. Once in my two bedroom apartment, I flung myself in front of the TV, turned on harry potter, and quickly forgot my loneliness in the plot.

Now, this was one of mine and Annabelle's many obsessions we shared. We loved the idea of magic, and I fell in love with one particular character early on. Not Harry, or Ron, or any of the more obvious choices… I fell in love with Sirius Black. I always imagined what going to school with him would be like, or if we were to date, or going on some crazy adventure with him and the marauders… I fell in love with the ruggedness of his actions, the way he seemed to carry himself… I just fell in love with all of him. But I knew he was fake, and always would be.

"Even if he were real," I reasoned with myself as I stood in front of my mirror after the movie, "he would never fall for a girl like me. The boys in this world don't even like me enough to date me. Why would it be any different for him?" Sighing, I pulled at my current outfit I had worn that day. A small peasant blouse that fell off my shoulders, covered by a red and gold corset that showed a little of my stomach, paired with black jean pants, and my favorite black boots. Raising my gaze back to my face, I looked at my smallish lips, and green eyes, and finally let my gaze fall on my least favorite part of me. A small scar that lied right underneath my right eye. Light pink, it curved underneath my eye slightly, then sort of dragged down my cheek and ended in a slight curve angled at my lips. I turned away, disgusted with the images it brought back. Things I could never bring back…

I finally noticed that the room around me was getting darker, and a cobalt blue hole was now swirling in the middle of my floor. Screaming, I went to reach for the door of my room, but instead found nothing. Turning back to the portal, I noticed it was getting bigger, and I would soon have no choice but to be pulled in. Shaking with fear, I whispered to myself "Down the rabbit hole I go," and leaped into the swirling vortex of colors, screaming the entire way. I fell, and fell, and fell, almost endlessly in a sea of colors and images. I was beginning to wonder if this was maybe all just a dream, a very strange and colorful dream… one that I would wake up and try to draw from memory the next morning…. But that train of thought was shattered when I suddenly hit something solid. When I hit said, thing, being the ground, all the air left my lungs, leaving me gasping for air. "Can't- breathe. Need- oxygen. Not- a plant. Cannot- photo- synthesize," I gasped out weakly as I stared straight up into a sky of- floating candles? Wait… this can't be right…

Finally lifting myself from the ground, I sat up to a room of children in black robes, at huge tables, with many colored flags hanging around. Completely bewildered, I turned my gaze to the front of the hall, and saw a panel of what looked to be very professional people in robes, all of which were coming my way. Spear heading this group was a tall man of an elderly age with a long hoary beard, and half-moon spectacles. 'Dumbledore?' I thought. Looking around again, I finally realized where I was. Finally realized this was no dream, and saw faces of people I only knew from movies and books. Including the face of a young, handsome Sirius Black.

'Oh dear. Natalie, what have you gotten yourself into now?' was all I could think as I stared around a room of faces that weren't supposed to be real… and, like some stupid Mary-sue out of a terrible fan fiction, I fainted on the floor.

Well, that's chapter one for you guys. Hopefully I will actually stay on top of this one and finish it. Comments are always welcome and appreciated. If you are going to flame, please let it be constructive criticism, not bashing on the way I portray my character or how I suck at spelling. Not all of its going to be right EVER. If you don't believe me, go read your favorite book and look at all the things the editors missed in retyping them. Thank you!

-thetwistedwolf