It was a sunny day at Hogwarts, students were having fun and playing around(It was a Saturday so there was no school) at lunch there was a bright light that stunned everyone in the room. "Bloody Hell!" yelled out a red head from one side of the great hall. An old man that went by the name of Albus Dumbledore looked down and saw a book. he picked it up and read aloud "Natsuko Potter and The Friendly Neighborhood Murderer" everyone gasped, no one had ever met the girl who lived, she was suppose to be living with her aunt and uncle but was found out they left her at an Orphanage in the states and couldn't find her since she had already been adopted and the owls, for some reason, couldn't find her at all."wait! what does it mean by 'friendly neighborhood murderer'?" a fifth year ravenclaw asked. Dumbledore looks at the back of the book and sees a summary. "When an eighteen year old Natsuko Potter messes around with a time traveling spell from the black magic book her adoptive mother gave her she winds up in 1888 London, England with her Dog Berlitz. lets see how she survives living with a murderer" Everyone was silent. "WHAT?!" was the general response from the Great Hall. "who wants to read first?" Albus asked. a wizard named Severus Snape stepped up. "I will" was his reply.
He opens the book and begins to read.
"Natsuko Potter had a bit of an obsession. "Unhealthy!" her mom called it. But she couldn't help it, it was just so damn fascinating to her, and she was always coming up with theories to support who Natsuko thought was the real murderer.
Yes, she had an obsession with Jack the Ripper. Everyone's eyes widen.
Natsuko's room was covered with articles and theories on who the Ripper was, who he had killed, and what had happened to him. She were fascinated. Her life's goal was to be a detective, and this had set her on that track.
Now, don't get me wrong, Natsuko wasn't obsessed with blood, murder and sharp objects and such. In fact, she had an overwhelming fear of sharp objects, something that nobody could explain, because she hadn't had any prior experiences to start this fear.
Along with her Jack the Ripper-fangirling, people in the hall snorted at that. Natsuko also was interested in magic and the occult. She was into…rather dark things. People began muttering things to each other. This kept people away from her. She didn't have many friends, only Vlad and Lukas, who were creepy at the best of times and boring at the worst. In any case, they were Natsuko's only friends, so she loved them to death. "at least she's not alone" a first year Gryffindor says.
One fine, stormy afternoon, Natsuko was sitting in herr room, talking to her dog, a black German Shepherd she called Berlitz. "nice name" A girl named Hermione remarked.
"Look! This says time travel is possible!" Natsuko whispered, while her dog tipped his head intelligently, following every word like it was a piece of steak. "Magic, Berlitz!" "intelligent" Dumbledore says with a twinkle in his eyes.
Berlitz thumped his tail at the word 'magic', or possibly his name.
She leaned back on her dog's stomach, and started murmuring the odd language. Everyone raised an eyebrow. in the book. It came naturally to her, and each word formed a thick line of indistinguishable sounds that flowed well together, somehow.
Suddenly, the air got colder, and wind came from an unknown source, blowing her hair into her face. She grabbed Berlitz, clinging to the solid warmth of the dog for dear life, while suddenly, she found herself sitting on the ground once more.
A gust of cool air swept over her, causing her to shiver. She felt the ground had changed beneath her, and she was now sitting on cobblestones. "cobblestone? how far back in time is she?!" a muggleborn asks in confusion. Berlitz stood up, and she watched the dog as he swiftly started growling, neck fur rising, tail held out stiffly.
Natsuko followed the dog's gaze to not ten feet in front of her. A man was standing there, a knife dripping with blood clenched in one gloved hand, and the corpse of a woman at his feet. Bright blue eyes stared at her, and she stared back, not daring to move a muscle "RUN!" a couple students scream. "SHUT IT!" Snape roared, tired of being interrupted.
He turned slowly and walked over to her. Natsuko immediately scrambled to her feet, standing in an awkward fighting stance behind her dog.
He stopped a few feet away, silently staring at her. Berlitz snarled, gnashing his teeth at the strange, blood-soaked stranger.
Just when Natsuko thought that things couldn't be worse, her running into a murderer in a strange place, far from home, she heard it.
He was giggling. "uh oh...that's never good"
Great, now she could make that murderer an insane murderer. she gulped, stepping back against the wall. A regular murderer, she may be able to handle. An insane murderer? Not a chance.
She heard a chorus of barking from the streets outside, and the man looked up sharply, and glanced over at her again.
He grabbed Natsuko's hand and pulled her after him, running further down the alley. "Come on, poppet!" he breathed into Natsu's ear, a heavy British accent tainting his voice.Hermione, as well as many Ravenclaws, has a thoughtful looks on their faces
Berlitz charged after, following closely at her heels like the good dog he was.
As Natsuko ducked and wove through the dark alleys, she looked up at some point and saw Big Ben. She stopped in shock for a moment before she was impatiently tugged along again by the murderer.
Natsuko Potter was in London! But how? And, more importantly, when?!
Snape then closes the book "chapter done. who wants to read next?"
Hermione raised her hand. "I will professor" he nods and levitates the book to her.