Where in the world is Hogwarts castle?
Prologue
Headmaster Sirius Black paced his office. He had read the prophecy several times, but he couldn't make heads or tails of it. It was three in the morning, and he couldn't sleep again. He just wasn't tired. He hadn't slept in three days, yet he had so much energy, he thought he was six years old again.
Sitting down at his desk, he went through the massive mound of books, to find something to read. He settled on "Confounded Prophecy: a guide to interpret the most confusing of prophecies."
"Accio apple." He said, his wand raised slightly.
The apple came speeding out of the basket so fast that when it his Sirius's hand, the skin split.
"Now that's interesting. I was always horrible at summoning..." Sirius said to himself "THAT'S IT! BLACK'S DARK POWER!" he nearly yelled. It was him the prophecy spoke of. Suddenly an overly large grin spread across his face. He was going to have an awful lot of fun with this. And the first step was starting a dueling club.
::with Harry::
It was late. Everyone else had gone to bed. It was just him and Oliver, poring over book after book.
"You know?" Harry asked "I never got to actually see Hogwarts. I want to go."
"Go tomorrow. But go to bed and get some rest, it's a long journey." Oliver replied
"Not for me." Harry said with a grin.
"Oh right..." Oliver replied
::the next morning::
Harry stepped outside and stretched. Raising his arms to the sky, his body began to shift and change. Soon there was a fully grown Dragon with metallic green scales where he had been. With three flaps of his mighty wings he was airborne, and with five more he was above the clouds, with Oliver Wood and Ginny Weasley on his back.
::with Sirius::
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Sirius hammered the nail through the parchment so it would stay firmly attached to the bulletin board. A large crowd of students had already gathered around him to read it. He made his way to the Bulletin boards in each of the common rooms and did the same. In the last common room on his list, (Slytherin's) he was stopped by a young boy. He was a Slytherin Forth Year named Magnus Needlewind.
"Headmaster?" the boy asked "Is there any way we can go back? You know... to the place without the shield and not floating up here, wherever we are?"
"If there is, Mr. Needlewind, I am yet to find it. However, my sources prove that Voldemort has been defeated, and his Death Eater's imprisoned. However, if you do find a way, by all means, tell me." Sirius replied.
That had seemed to quench the boy's curiosity for he went away, leaving him to put up the poster for the dueling club. Afterwards, he had some time to himself. The Council meeting he had suggested would be done on the winter holidays, Several months from now. Sirius remembered yet another thing that needed to be done, and he found himself in the staffroom.
The entire staff except Argus, Sibyll and Reubeus was there.
"Hey, I need another staff member to be my partner in the dueling club. Anyone up for it?" Sirius asked energetically
"Kicking the cockiness out of you on stage would be a pleasure." Severus replied. "I'll be there."
"Thanks buddy. I knew I could count on you." Sirius told him. Saying those words had been hard, but it had been worth it to see Severus squirm and make fake puking noises into the trash can.
Harry landed them on that mountain that Sirius had hidden in in his forth year. It was as close as he could get them. Or at least that's what Ginny told him. Apparently there was a good 1100 acres of just a desolate crater.
They walked themselves down the winding path, not really speaking. They reached the bottom.
"What are you two talking about?" Harry asked them "I can see Hogsmeade and Hogwarts just fine!"
They just stared at him in shock
Harry could see it, he really could. He stepped into the area where the "shield" was.
"Harry! Don't!" Ginny wailed
"I'm fine." Harry told her, and took another step. It had appeared to them as if he was walking across thin air. He walked his way towards Hogwarts, vanishing to them as if he had walked into fog.
Headmaster Sirius Black paced his office. He had read the prophecy several times, but he couldn't make heads or tails of it. It was three in the morning, and he couldn't sleep again. He just wasn't tired. He hadn't slept in three days, yet he had so much energy, he thought he was six years old again.
Sitting down at his desk, he went through the massive mound of books, to find something to read. He settled on "Confounded Prophecy: a guide to interpret the most confusing of prophecies."
"Accio apple." He said, his wand raised slightly.
The apple came speeding out of the basket so fast that when it his Sirius's hand, the skin split.
"Now that's interesting. I was always horrible at summoning..." Sirius said to himself "THAT'S IT! BLACK'S DARK POWER!" he nearly yelled. It was him the prophecy spoke of. Suddenly an overly large grin spread across his face. He was going to have an awful lot of fun with this. And the first step was starting a dueling club.
::with Harry::
It was late. Everyone else had gone to bed. It was just him and Oliver, poring over book after book.
"You know?" Harry asked "I never got to actually see Hogwarts. I want to go."
"Go tomorrow. But go to bed and get some rest, it's a long journey." Oliver replied
"Not for me." Harry said with a grin.
"Oh right..." Oliver replied
::the next morning::
Harry stepped outside and stretched. Raising his arms to the sky, his body began to shift and change. Soon there was a fully grown Dragon with metallic green scales where he had been. With three flaps of his mighty wings he was airborne, and with five more he was above the clouds, with Oliver Wood and Ginny Weasley on his back.
::with Sirius::
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Sirius hammered the nail through the parchment so it would stay firmly attached to the bulletin board. A large crowd of students had already gathered around him to read it. He made his way to the Bulletin boards in each of the common rooms and did the same. In the last common room on his list, (Slytherin's) he was stopped by a young boy. He was a Slytherin Forth Year named Magnus Needlewind.
"Headmaster?" the boy asked "Is there any way we can go back? You know... to the place without the shield and not floating up here, wherever we are?"
"If there is, Mr. Needlewind, I am yet to find it. However, my sources prove that Voldemort has been defeated, and his Death Eater's imprisoned. However, if you do find a way, by all means, tell me." Sirius replied.
That had seemed to quench the boy's curiosity for he went away, leaving him to put up the poster for the dueling club. Afterwards, he had some time to himself. The Council meeting he had suggested would be done on the winter holidays, Several months from now. Sirius remembered yet another thing that needed to be done, and he found himself in the staffroom.
The entire staff except Argus, Sibyll and Reubeus was there.
"Hey, I need another staff member to be my partner in the dueling club. Anyone up for it?" Sirius asked energetically
"Kicking the cockiness out of you on stage would be a pleasure." Severus replied. "I'll be there."
"Thanks buddy. I knew I could count on you." Sirius told him. Saying those words had been hard, but it had been worth it to see Severus squirm and make fake puking noises into the trash can.
Harry landed them on that mountain that Sirius had hidden in in his forth year. It was as close as he could get them. Or at least that's what Ginny told him. Apparently there was a good 1100 acres of just a desolate crater.
They walked themselves down the winding path, not really speaking. They reached the bottom.
"What are you two talking about?" Harry asked them "I can see Hogsmeade and Hogwarts just fine!"
They just stared at him in shock
Harry could see it, he really could. He stepped into the area where the "shield" was.
"Harry! Don't!" Ginny wailed
"I'm fine." Harry told her, and took another step. It had appeared to them as if he was walking across thin air. He walked his way towards Hogwarts, vanishing to them as if he had walked into fog.