Full Story Summary:When Rebecca's school burns down under mysterious circumstances, she finds herself at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Over the course of the school year, she discovers things about hersilf that she would have rather not known. With a hint of romance, and much adventure, this story is a must read for anyone!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, except for the OC's. So I guess I do own some of the characters...but not the ones from Harry Potter. Those are JK's characters. Not mine. I will say this once, and when I'm done with this story, because it just gets tiring repeating it. However, when I will be done with the story, I have no idea.
Authors Note: This is my first fan fic, so please, read and reveiw. It's crappy, I think, but some people say otherwise, so please, give me our opinion. And, like I stated above, I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HP CHARACTERS.
Chapter One
"The school's on fire! The school's on fire!" screamed a kid down the hall. Rebecca stuck her head out of her dorm room she shared with three of her best friends. An eleven year old girl ran down the hall, hollering at the top of her lungs, "The school's on fire! The school's on fire! Everyone get out!" The little girl had deep black hair which seemed to have been dyed red at the tips. Her bright blue eyes were livid with fear and her face was streaked red.
Rebecca watched as the young girl continued down the hall, soon followed by 2 others, probably her friends. They were all saying the same odd thing about the school being on fire. She then stuck her head back in the door and slumped unto the red bean bag chair nearby the window.
"What was that about?" asked Ashley, from her position at the desk, where she was bent over, studying for an upcoming test.
Rebecca shrugged. "Some girl runnin' through the hall saying that the school's on fire."
Daina let out a small laugh. She was lying on her stomach on her bed, reading one of her sport books. "Maybe it's a prank. It was probably just a small fire in the lab or something."
"Didn't you guys do that on your first day here?" inquired a small voice from the corner of the room.
Rebecca turned around to face the speaker. "Well, it really wasn't a group thing. Sorta a "Rebecca" thing. Sure got Ms. Dumbledore—"
Suddenly a calm voice erupted over the intercom. "Students. Please, do not panic. The school is on fire. Please do not—" the speaker's voice was drowned out by the screams of girls in the surrounding rooms. The four girls jumped up, eyes wide with shock.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, OH MY GOSH!!!" shrieked Ashley. "What are we going to do? What are we going to—"
"I'll tell you what we are going to do." Spoke the figure in the corner. "You guys are going to remain calm and evacuate. But, you might want to wait a while. If you go now, you—"
Daina interrupted. "What about you? You haven't said a word about yourself. What are you going to do?"
The figure stepped out of the shadows. She was a short girl with brunette hair and deep, charming, blue eyes. "I just need to go get something from the library. I'll be able to catch up with you guys later."
"I don't know. Are you sure about that?" Rebecca asked. "I mean, Iva, you might not get out in time. The library is on the third floor, we're on the second, and the only way out is on the first."
Iva looked at her solemnly. "I'll be fine. You guys go."
As the three get ready to leave, Iva walks them to the door. "Be careful. And don't come back for me. No matter what."
As Ashley and Daina walked out into the hallway, Rebecca looked back at Iva. "Iva, you're my best friend. I have to go with you. No," she continued as Iva opened her mouth to argue. "Listen; you've been my friend since the first day you got here. And you've been with me through everything. Please. Let me go with you."
Iva looked at her carefully, and then shook her head. "I'm sorry. You can't, it's just something I need to do on my own." Her blue eyes held Becky's hazel. "Please. Go. Now. I'll be fine. I swear it."
Rebecca nodded. "OK. I'm gone." They shared a smile. Together, they headed out the door.
The hallway was dimly lit and cold. A small red carpet ran down the floor, as well as up and down the stairs. "Eerie." whispered Rebecca under her breath. Rebecca turned to Iva. "You know, it's odd. It's so cold, but there's supposed to be a fire. You think Ms. Dumbledore fell for it again?"
Iva shook her head. "Doesn't matter. Better to be safe then sorry. See you later, OK? Becca, I will see you later."
They hugged and went their separate directions. Rebecca went down a couple of steps, than stopped. She waited a couple of minutes, and headed back up. She sneaked up the stairs as quietly as she could. She peaked around the corner and saw Iva disappear through the big, oak double doors that served as the entry way to the library.
She tip-toed to the doorway and cracked it open slightly. She looked in, and saw Iva grab a black, leather-bound book off a shelf. Which shelf though, she couldn't tell. Iva turned around and began moving toward the door. Rebecca turned around and fast walked quietly down the stairs. She was heading down the other end of the hallway when she noticed the change in temperature. What was once freezing cold was getting hotter and hotter and hotter.
Crack! Boom! Whoosh! Rebecca whirled around and saw a door only a few rooms away explode into pieces. Seconds later, a huge gust of fire shoot out and immediately began to consume everything and anything. Rooted to her place, Rebecca stumbled backwards and almost fell over. The flames were fast, and gaining. She turned back around and started to run down the stairs…and then she tripped.
The flames licked at her feet. She turned unto her back and whipped out her wand. "Aquafina!," she shouted. A jet of water burst from the end and made a wall against the fire, withstanding the pressure long enough for Rebecca to head down the stairs.
Rebecca sped down the stairs, taking the steps two at a time. She made a break for the exit all the way down the hall. Looking over her shoulder, she saw the fire take shape into an army of werewolves, led by a woman carrying a book. Rebecca almost fell over again with surprise of the figure. She muttered the spell again, and gave a last burst of speed. Upon reaching the door, the woman in the fire appeared before her.
They stared at each other for a while, the army of werewolves waiting patiently behind Rebecca.
"Well," started Rebecca slowly. "What do you want?"
The figure smiled slowly, and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Rebecca, taking advantage of the moment for the army still hadn't moved, grabbed the door knob and pulled it open. Then, there was darkness.
Rebecca looked around, dazed. She was lying on a white bed, on a fluffy white pillow that felt like a cloud, and was nestled in a white blanket. Beside her, was a tall, old man with a long white beard and hair, and twinkling blue eyes. He looked down at her, smiling. He bore some resemblance to her headmistress, Ms. Dumbledore. Only, she had snow white hair that was always tied in a tight bun and blue eyes that hardly, almost never, twinkled. And no beard. Definitely no beard. A little ways off, was middle-aged woman with grey, pulled up hair. She struck Rebecca as very nun-like. She smiled as she saw Rebecca look her way. Off in the bed across from her, lay Iva, her eyes closed in slumber. Rebecca shut her eyes, and tried to remember what all had happened. The girls...the book...the fire...it was all coming back to her, but she felt that there was something missing. Something vital...the army of werewolves and the woman.
Rebecca opened her eyes and looked at the old man. "Where-" she broke off into a coughing fit. The man stepped away swiftly and was replaced by the woman. She filled a goblet with a clear liquid and handed it to Rebecca, indicating her to drink it. She brought the goblet to her mouth, and gulped it all down. She shuddered. The drink was foul, but it cleared her throat. She tried speaking again.
"Where am I?" she asked the man.
He smiled down at her. "My dear, you are at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry."