A/N: Helloooooo readers!  I'm here, and ready to go!  Sort of.  Okay, not at all, really, but who cares?  I've got a fic to write!

This fic will take place during Harry's seventh year.  Why, you ask?  Because that means free rein.  I don't like following text as much as I had to with the first story.  It was really annoying to have to keep referencing and such.

This fic will NOT be in script format, because it's easier in this circumstance.  I'll have people in different places at the same time, and I hate writing "meanwhile"s in script format.  And you'll notice my tense swings in script.  I can never remember what tense I'm using.  Story format is much easier.

I have nothing to say currently, except: don't expect frequent updates.  It's not going to happen.  There is OOTP stuff in here, so if you haven't read it, don't read this.

See you at the bottom.  Maybe I'll have something to say then.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, etc.

Wrong Turn 2: Get A Map

Chapter 1

            An incredibly old man in a purple robe stood up.  When he spoke, his voice was raspy and quiet.  He sounded like he was going to knock off at any given second.  "Can we help you, ladies?"

            Maria blinked a few times.  "Do you have an aspirin?"  Sharon elbowed her, causing Maria more pain.  Amy looked over to Mel.

            "You did the talking last time.  Do it again."

            "Why not let Sharon or Nessa? …Never mind."

            "Hey!"

            Mel cleared her throat.  "We're sorry to have dropped in like this, Professor Dumbledore.  We belong to a world parallel to this one.  My friends and I were on vacation in the United States, and we must have crossed a barrier, because we landed in Middle Earth.  I'm sure you know the stories of Tolkien?"  Dumbledore nodded, so she continued.  "We joined the fellowship, and journeyed to Mount Doom.  There, one of us," she looked down guiltily, "fell into the fire.  The others tried to save m- er, the person, and we all fell in.  While falling, we must have hit another barrier, because that was when we landed through your roof."

            "Indeed," said Dumbledore.  "Well, you are welcome to stay here until you find another way home.  I'm sure you'll find everything you need here at Hogwarts."

            Snape leaned over to Dumbledore and spoke with him quietly.  "Do you think it wise, Headmaster, to allow muggles in the school?  Think of what the parents would say!"

            "I am aware of the reactions this will most likely cause, Severus.  However, these girls have passed through something that is a combination of science and ancient magic.  Only with magical help can they get home."

            Snape sneered at the girls, who were still partly sprawled out on the floor.  Sharon grinned at this, and Mel whacked her upside the head.

            "Ow!"

            "You deserved it!"

            "I can't help it if he's the hottest man alive!"

            "That's nasty.  And he's not."

            Dumbledore's voice cut into their conversation.  He spoke loudly, addressing everyone in the Great Hall.  "These girls will be staying with us here at Hogwarts.  I trust you will make them most welcome.  They will be sorted into Houses for the time being."

            "We're going to be split up?" whispered Amy.

            "It's only Slytherin you've got to worry about, but I doubt you'll be in there," Mel replied.

            "If you ladies will kindly follow me to my office, we will sort you there."  Dumbledore rose, and moved toward the door at the front of the Great Hall.  The six girls picked themselves up off the floor, still in pain, and followed.  They walked in silence down the corridors, glancing at the moving portraits and dark doorways.  "I would ask how you knew my name, but I am aware of the book series based upon my students.  I've helped Ms. Rowling with some of her facts, actually."

            "That explains a lot," Vanessa muttered.

            Dumbledore continued, ignoring her.  "Because of these books, I will put you with the seventh years.  You'll be most familiar with them."

            Sharon snickered.  "Except Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, because they're almost non-existent."

            "Shut it!" Mel glared.  She was a Ravenclaw on the Internet.  According to the official website, Sharon was a Slytherin (no one was surprised), as well as Maria, Vanessa and Jess were Gryffindors, and Amy had never really been interested in finding out.  Of course, they all had some Slytherin in them.  They were the Evils, after all.

            Dumbledore stopped in front of the gargoyle.  "Acid pops."  The gargoyle jumped aside, clearing the path to the stairway.

            Sharon shuddered.  "Those things hurt."

            "I thought it was supposed to be a phoenix statue."

            "No, 'Ri.  That was the movie," Mel answered with a grim smirk.

            They walked up the stairs and into Dumbledore's office, which was an absolute disaster, in an organized way.  Dumbledore took the tattered hat down from its shelf and placed it on his desk.  "Since you are not here with the first years, I'm afraid you won't get a song.  I hope you're not disappointed by this."

            "No, no.  That's quite all right."  Mel hated the sorting hat songs.  They were all pretty pointless, especially when they were all about the history of Hogwarts, which the girls knew fairly well.

            "Please have a seat, and put on the hat."

            Sharon was the first.  "A muggle?" said the hat in surprise.

            "Yes, a muggle.  Get over it, and sort me."

            "Hmm… SLYTHERIN!"

            "And none of us were expecting that.  Nooo," Mel commented, living up to her nickname 'Sarcasm'.

            Maria walked up to the hat and put it on.  "Another muggle," said the hat.  "You're a bit difficult to place…GRYFFINDOR!"

            "Ha!"

            "Shut up, Sharon," Maria retorted.   She didn't look too happy.

            Amy sat down next.  "Hm…" muttered the hat.

            "Ah!  The hat talks!  Wait…I knew that."

            "GRYFFINDOR!"

            "My turn!  And Ravenclaws are NOT a non-entity, Shar!"

            "You're still bloody unpopular."

            "Whatever," said Mel, picking up the hat.  'Anything but Hufflepuff.  Anything but Hufflepuff.'  

            "Not Hufflepuff, eh?"

            Mel rolled her eyes.  'Would I have thought that if I did want Hufflepuff?'

            "SLYTHERIN!"

            Mel looked slightly put out by the fact that she didn't make Ravenclaw.  Maybe mouthing off to an all-knowing hat wasn't such a good idea.

            "Now if only your sister would embrace her Slytherin side."

            "Give up, Sharon.  She's not going to.  She's," Mel shuddered, "happy being a Gryffindor."

            "Poor soul."

            Vanessa was next.  "Another hard one to place…you're cunning…but there's honesty and loyalty here too…"

            'Just put me in Gryffindor.'

            "Are you sure about that?"

            'No, but it's better than sitting here with you on my head for hours.'

            "GRYFFINDOR!"

            Jess was the last one to be sorted.  "You're easy," remarked the hat.  "GRYFFINDOR!"

            "YAY!" Jess shouted.

"You'll notice, Mel," said Sharon, "that no one was sorted into Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw."

            Mel ignored her and walked over to Amy.  "It's too bad you're not with me, but I think Gryffindor is probably safer for you."

            "Why?"

            "Do you remember the blond kid in the movie?  The evil one?"

            "Is he there?"

            "Yep."

            "He's not going to kill you, is he?"

            "Umm…Good question."  Mel turned to Dumbledore.  "Is there some way we can be guaranteed protection  against anti-muggle people?"

            Dumbledore waved his wand at each of them, and a shiver ran up their spines.  "That should turn most hexes, curses, and other spell that anyone would cast your way."

            "And anything it doesn't block?"

            "The effects will be lessened."

            Amy nodded.  "Good to know."

            Dumbledore reached into his desk and pulled out six shiny silver pins.  He handed one to each of the girls.  "You will not be able to participate in lessons, since you are muggles.  These pins give you access to almost all areas of the castle.  No teachers will stop you, unless you are doing something against the rules.  In that case, points will be taken away from your House.  If you wish to sit in on a lesson, you may, so long as you do not disrupt it.  If there are any questions, you may ask any teacher or myself.  You know the password to my office."

            The girls thanked him, and were about to turn out the door when Maria stopped and looked at Dumbledore.  "Uh…Where exactly do we go?"

            Dumbledore smiled and gave them directions to their dormitories.  At the bottom of the stairs, the six hugged each other, then headed off in their separate directions.

A/N:  This really sucks, but it's the first chapter, so it will probably get better.  You won't find as much humor crammed into the chapters as you did with the first story, but I promise it will be funny.

Heh.  We have permission to go anywhere.  This is going to be a lot of fun. *Evil grin*

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Toodles.

Aindel