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Thirteen year old Carissa Olsen sat at her desk in her room one August evening, reading a book. Suddenly there was a loud CRACK and her neck snapped up. She looked around looking for the source of the noise that had distracted her. On her desk sat a single, white feather, which had not been there previous to the suspicious noise. Being a cautious person naturally, Carissa set down the book and slowly examined the feather without touching it. It looked harmless enough so she picked it up.

The world spun around her, tipping, moving, and seemingly tearing. Carissa fainted and knew no more.

Albus Dumbledore was having a difficult day. He had just dispatched the gamekeeper, Rubeus Hagrid, to find wherever the Dursleys' were currently hiding, and to finally give Harry Potter his letter. Albus had a feeling that they would be difficult when he sent the first letter to their household, but they far exceeded his expectations. They went as far as fleeing their own home to keep their nephew from going to magic school.

Albus took off his glasses and rubbed his temples, trying to ease the pain in his head by at least a fraction. The start of term was in about a month and there was much paperwork to finish in preparation for the new school year, not to mention he was constantly trying to keep the mirror of Erised hidden from students and staff members. Grown men had wasted away before that mirror, longingly gazing at their heart's desire.

A blinding light filled the Headmaster's office, blinding Albus, and dissipated moments later, leaving the figure of a young girl, apparently unconscious, on the floor. Albus was a very wise, very old man, and it took a lot to take him by surprise, but this event was completely unexpected, and completely unexplainable, that Albus, for once in his life, had no idea what he was to do.

He spent a minute, gazing at the girl, trying to make up his mind on what was best to do. This could, after all, be a cunning plan of Lord Voldemort's remaining followers to get rid of him, but two facts he knew for sure lead him to stride over to the girl to rouse her, and this was the fact that no one could apparate into Hogwarts and if a portkey had been used the wards around the school would have alerted him. The old wizard tried to rouse the girl, but it was obvious that she was in a form of deep sleep that she couldn't be awakened from using physical means.

Albus took out his wand and pointed it at the girl. "Ennervate." The charm worked on people who had been stunned, so it must work on the girl, he had reasoned. Within a few moments her small frame began to move as she awoke, and finally she opened her green eyes and stared right into the blue eyes behind the half-moon spectacles.

"It's not possible." she muttered, scrambling away from the man, fear and confusion apparent on her face.

"What's not possible, my dear." asked Dumbledore, very confused himself.

"You look exactly like I imagined Albus Dumbledore to look like, but it is not possible for you to be him, seeing as he is just a book character." said the girl taking in her surroundings. "This must be a cleverly thought out prank, but how would someone know what I thought the Headmasters office would look like?"

This took Albus back completely. Hadn't she said that he was nothing but a book character and that she had thought this was a prank? Albus though, being the clever man he was, didn't let his concern show on his face. "I assure you that this is not a prank, Miss...?"He trailed off.

"Olsen, sir."

"Yes, Miss Olsen. It seems that somehow you have been transported to Hogwarts, which you are convinced is nothing but a fairytale place, correct?" Albus questioned.

"Correct, sir."

"Can you tell me then, what you remember happening before you woke up in my office?" questioned Dumbledore, trying to piece the events together.

"Well sir," said the girl, realizing how important it was to tell this man she had read about, everything, "I was sitting in my room reading my favorite book, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, I have read it several times already, when all of a sudden I heard a strange noise. I put the book down and there was this white feather in front of me on the desk. It looked like it was used to write with and after looking at it for a bit I decided to pick it up, but as soon as I touched it everything changed, it was almost like I was being pulled into a different dimension, everything was moving and changing about me. It was so confusing. I guess the shock just made me pass out" she finished.

All this shocked Albus. There was a book about young Mr. Potter? If such a thing existed he would have known about it. Then there were the events that the girl had explained to comprehend. He had once read a theory on traveling between different dimensions, which he hadn't ever thought to be possible, and she had described the events that were said to happen during this travel. The most surprising of all things though, was the feather she had described, it sounded very much like the magic quill that was used to find all magic children and wrote their names in a book. Just to make sure though, Albus walked to where he kept the quill in his office and returned to the girl.

"Did the quill you saw look like this?" he asked holding it before her.

"Yes it did, sir. The feather, I mean quill, I saw looked exactly like the one you are holding." Dumbledore's eyes widened.

"Stay right there for a moment, I need to look up something." ordered Dumbledore calmly, striding to the book of names. He checked it on a daily basis and had never seen the surname Olsen on the list. He checked, flipping through pages, and couldn't find it. Disappointed, he place the quill upright on the book again and turned away to speak to the girl, but before he was three strides away, he heard a furious scribbling. He turned toward the quill and it stopped writing, becoming stationary yet again. Quickly he looked at the book, there, in fresh ink, was the name Carissa Lyn Olsen.

*AN: Yay! Chapter one is done! Kind of a cliff hanger there, they are pretty fun to write. This story currently does not have a Beta Reader, if you are interested PM me.