A Strange Creature
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Harry sat by the window, his homework in front of him.
'Snape was so unfair to give us a 15 in. report to do on Popularity Spells just before the weekend,' he thought. He sighed and looked out the window, his head propped up on his hands.
Just then, the strangest creature walked by along the windowsill. It was the shape of a cat, but it seemed to be all the colors there are all at once. Harry gasped as it turned it's head toward him. It's eyes, blood red, seemed to read his very soul.
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Harry woke up in the middle of his dorm room, laying on the floor. Except it wasn't his dorm room. Oh, it was the same shape and he knew it was in Hogwarts, but there were only 3 beds and they didn't have the same luxuriousness as his did.
'Where am I?' Harry thought. 'What is this place?' As he looked around, he saw more and more that proved it was not his dorm room. There was no mirror on the wall. The wardrobes were rowan, not oak. There was no wallpaper.
He got up and left the room.
Harry realized it must have been his dorm room, because he went down the stairs and entered the Gryffindor common room. The common room was different too, though.
The common room had a couch over by the far wall, and it had 2 chairs in front of the fire, but there was nothing else. The fire was roaring.
'How strange,' he thought.
Harry left the room, out through the fat lady. The fact that the fat lady was there was reassuring. Or it would have been if the other usual pictures were hung around. They were missing, too.
Harry walked through the halls. He could hear classes going on. He wondered what was happening. It was Friday afternoon! Classes were over!
As he walked, he felt something strange about the castle. It was another difference, but one he couldn't quite put his finger on. Then, he had it. The castle seemed newer, somehow.
***
Harry was walking through the dungeons. He had gotten lost in them and had been walking for hours. He still hadn't seen anyone. Suddenly, he heard voices. He headed towards them. As he walked, they grew louder.
"They're mudbloods. They can't be trusted."
"They have as much talent as most purebloods. Some of my best students are muggle-born. They have as much right to be here as anyone."
"They do not."
"Godric! Salazar! Stop it!"
At the sound of those names, Harry froze. Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin? But, if they're here- I went back in time! For over 1,000 years! He started to run towards the voices.
Harry came to a door and opened it. None of the four adults inside noticed him. He knew immediatly who they were.
Gryffindor and Slytherin stood at opposite sides of the room, in dueling positions. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw stood in the corner, watching the two men. The looked terrified.
When Harry saw Slytherin, he almost fainted. An older version of 16 year old Tom Riddle stood before him. As memories washed over him, Slytherin noticed him.
"A boy! Where did he come from?" Slytherin cried. He shot something out of his wand. As it reached Harry, he blacked out.
***
Harry woke up sitting by the window, his homework in front of him.
'Whew. It was only a dream. But how real!' Harry looked down at his homework. 'Snape was so unfair to give us a 15 in. report to do on Popularity Spells just before the weekend,' He sighed and looked out the window, his head propped up on his hands.
Just then, the strangest creature walked by along the windowsill.
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Harry sat by the window, his homework in front of him.
'Snape was so unfair to give us a 15 in. report to do on Popularity Spells just before the weekend,' he thought. He sighed and looked out the window, his head propped up on his hands.
Just then, the strangest creature walked by along the windowsill. It was the shape of a cat, but it seemed to be all the colors there are all at once. Harry gasped as it turned it's head toward him. It's eyes, blood red, seemed to read his very soul.
***
Harry woke up in the middle of his dorm room, laying on the floor. Except it wasn't his dorm room. Oh, it was the same shape and he knew it was in Hogwarts, but there were only 3 beds and they didn't have the same luxuriousness as his did.
'Where am I?' Harry thought. 'What is this place?' As he looked around, he saw more and more that proved it was not his dorm room. There was no mirror on the wall. The wardrobes were rowan, not oak. There was no wallpaper.
He got up and left the room.
Harry realized it must have been his dorm room, because he went down the stairs and entered the Gryffindor common room. The common room was different too, though.
The common room had a couch over by the far wall, and it had 2 chairs in front of the fire, but there was nothing else. The fire was roaring.
'How strange,' he thought.
Harry left the room, out through the fat lady. The fact that the fat lady was there was reassuring. Or it would have been if the other usual pictures were hung around. They were missing, too.
Harry walked through the halls. He could hear classes going on. He wondered what was happening. It was Friday afternoon! Classes were over!
As he walked, he felt something strange about the castle. It was another difference, but one he couldn't quite put his finger on. Then, he had it. The castle seemed newer, somehow.
***
Harry was walking through the dungeons. He had gotten lost in them and had been walking for hours. He still hadn't seen anyone. Suddenly, he heard voices. He headed towards them. As he walked, they grew louder.
"They're mudbloods. They can't be trusted."
"They have as much talent as most purebloods. Some of my best students are muggle-born. They have as much right to be here as anyone."
"They do not."
"Godric! Salazar! Stop it!"
At the sound of those names, Harry froze. Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin? But, if they're here- I went back in time! For over 1,000 years! He started to run towards the voices.
Harry came to a door and opened it. None of the four adults inside noticed him. He knew immediatly who they were.
Gryffindor and Slytherin stood at opposite sides of the room, in dueling positions. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw stood in the corner, watching the two men. The looked terrified.
When Harry saw Slytherin, he almost fainted. An older version of 16 year old Tom Riddle stood before him. As memories washed over him, Slytherin noticed him.
"A boy! Where did he come from?" Slytherin cried. He shot something out of his wand. As it reached Harry, he blacked out.
***
Harry woke up sitting by the window, his homework in front of him.
'Whew. It was only a dream. But how real!' Harry looked down at his homework. 'Snape was so unfair to give us a 15 in. report to do on Popularity Spells just before the weekend,' He sighed and looked out the window, his head propped up on his hands.
Just then, the strangest creature walked by along the windowsill.
Author's Note: Dun dun dun DUN! U like? I need reviews! I check my e-mail 20 times a day to look for them!