It Would Happen to You.
A/N: This is not really [but in a strange way..? a self-insertion fic, it was supposed to be about me but then I started writing… read at your own risk.
Katie was spinning in her office chair thinking about her latest creation. She had written yet another fanfic and was now just watching her email for review notices. As a well known writer Katie would get her fair share flames, which were pretty mean, but that was just because those stupid critics didn't understand her art. Besides, she had a big standing of followers! It was almost like being popular!
At school Katie never breathed a word about her secret life on the Internet, she was more of a listener than a talker anyway. Kids in her class all seemed interested in myspace and partying. Katie's Mom said that having a myspace was just asking for a stalker, and Katie wasn't the sort of person to be invited to a High School party.
Bing! "You've Got Mail!" Katie snapped her head to the screen ignoring the gross popping her neck made in protest. Fingers twitching in excitement, Katie opened the link to read her first review.
WiccadWitch666 says:
This is the LAST TIME. I don't know who you think you are but you obviously don't have a clue what it takes to be a hero. Here's a lesson in writing for you
HHnpghj8380—fjej valDA7e nnnn…BBTT
"What on earth?" Katie peered closely at the weird letters only to jump back in horror as the blue light from her monitor started swirling.
Anyone watching from outside wouldn't believe the sight of ordinary, shy Katie Wheeler being sucked unto a swirling vortex of magic.
Katie found herself in a pile of wet black robes in an empty stone room. Trying to get out of a large copper vat, but not quite succeeding, Katie tried to think of where she could be. 'Stone room, stone room, where have I been that would have a basement that is made of stone? Better yet, where would that Jerk-Flamer send me to teach me a lesson in writing that has a stone basement.'
Slipping yet again and spitting out the bit of robe that had managed to find it's way into her mouth Katie almost fell into the frothy robes again in her shock. 'Hogwarts!' It was every fangirl's dream to end up in the magical world, but how could she get on without help. And more importantly, how would she live without her computer until she could get back?
Finally the vat was tipped out onto a spinny belt thingy that Katie jumped off of just in time to watch the robes spin dry. Now that she knew where she was she commented to her self, "Well this is a crappy spot to appear, but I guess the 'wiccanwich' wanted to get revenge. Jerk!" Katie reluctantly stripped off her sodden shorts and tee shirt and looked for something dry to wear.
The room was steamy but Katie managed to find some underwear that fit and a comfy black robe. She tightened the belt and wrung out her hair. This definitely wasn't the best start of an adventure. Katie wandered around looking for some shoes in her size, but decided that seeing as the robe was floor length she might as well just wear some wooly socks and not bother with the strange ugly shoes that people seemed to favor.
Witchy clothing was actually a disappointment. The underwear was big and the robes frumpy, they really needed to upgrade. The movies made the uniforms look so cute! Katie was the type of writer who always made the uniforms sound as cute as possible.
Finally finding the door gave Katie a strange sense of accomplishment for beating the first adversary and she left in search of the main characters to befriend, thinking that maybe this punishment wouldn't be so bad after all.
She didn't notice the sign on the door she just left stating 'Boys' Laundry'