Living the Harry Potter Dream

by JBrocks917

[UNDER REVISION] Two sisters are sucked into their favorite series, Harry Potter. With the knowledge of what's to come, they are able to affect the war and the character's lives in many ways. How will this affect the wizarding world? [Into the Pages, by TartCat207, is a companion story, and has been fully revised to include an actual plot, people in character, and proper grammar.]

1. Chapter 1

Living the Harry Potter Dream

Willow's POV

Chapter One: The Craziest Thing Just Happened

It started out as a normal day. Little did I know that today would mark an important point in Harry Potter history. I woke up way too early to be healthy, went to school, and came home and read Harry Potter fanfics. Then, for some strange reason, I had a sudden urge to pick up our copy of the Sorcerer's Stone. I fought it, because I had already read it three times previously. My sister, Victoria, had read it eight times. As the urge grew stronger, I continued to fight it until finally, I picked the book up, thinking, Why not? I flipped through the pages, picking up random bits of information. Harry talking to the Brazilian snake…Harry on the Hogwarts Express…Hermione's famous Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa… Suddenly, the book started to give off a radiant glow. After that, several things happened at once. I gave a start, bumped my head on the ceiling, squealed in fright, shielded my eyes from the glow, and leaned back too far, tumbling into Vi's bed below."Heyzies!" my sister said, irritated. That was her way of talking, adding the sound "zies" to the end of her words. "Well, sorry for falling out of my bed because I was scared of a GLOWING BOOK!" I told her. She stared at me in annoyance and disbelief. She put her hand to my forehead, saying "Do you feel alright? Are you having hallucinations?" I shook my head at her, even though part of me agreed with her. The shock that I felt was now wearing off and making way for skepticism. I mean, a glowing book? Did that even happen? But the stubborn part of me refused to believe that it was fake. I climbed back up to my bed. The pages were flipping themselves! "Vi, I'm serious, get up here." I said, looking down at my sister from my top bunk. She rolled her eyes at me and said "Okay, but if you're making this up, you're not allowed to call me 'Ria' for a month." Ria was a nickname I made up for her, but she hated it. I grinned down at her. "Fine, but if it's real, you have to let me read one of your unfinished stories." Vi wrote stories about magic, and they were pretty good, except she wouldn't let anyone read them until they were completed. She loathed it when I occasionally was sneaky enough to take a peek. She gritted her teeth, said "Fine," and came up to my bed. When she saw the glowing book and the independent turning of pages, she gasped and stared. Then, letters came flowing out of the book like water and hovered in midair. The words it formed said,

IF YOU SO WISH, ENTER THIS WORLD OF DANGER AND PECULIARITY AND CHANGE HISTORY, FOR THE BETTER OR WORSE. YOU HAVE ONE HOUR OF UNCERTAINTY, ONE HOUR OF DECISION, THEN THE PORTAL WILL CLOSE, NEVER TO OPEN AGAIN, LEAVING YOU IN A WORLD OF BLANDNESS. IF YOU WISH TO ENTER THE WORLD OF MAGIC, HOP INTO THE BOOK AND SEE WHERE YOUR JOURNEY TAKES YOU. WHEN YOU WISH TO RETURN, SAY"I WISH TO RETURN HOME"AND TAP THE BOOK THREE TIMES WITH YOUR WAND. NO TIME WILL PASS IN THIS WORLD WHEN YOU ENTER THE BOOK. CHOOSE WISELY.

Then the words burst into flame and disappeared. "Okayyyy…." Said Vi.