Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the character seen below,
J. K. Rowling does obviously. Right then, now that I've said that I'll
explain my work.
I just had this idea and I thought I should do it just to bring in a new character J.K. Rowling hasn't thought of yet.
Harry and Ron kept walking, grumbling to each other about the detention they both felt they didn't deserve. "Why the dark forest? Why, why, why?" Ron asked.
"Because he wants to torment us and he's hoping we'll die in here." Harry said, referring with distaste to their hated potions teacher who given them detention for spilling a cauldron.
"That-" Ron started then switched, "Wait a second, where are we?"
"Umm...we're..." Harry began, "I have no idea."
"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed. "We're lost." And he began grumble words not fit to be mentioned here.
Harry began to look around for anything he recognized, which was pointless because he rarely went into the forest and it continued to change around him with strange plants that moved and trees that whispered at him. "I guess, we should, uh, keep walking, and have your wand at ready, Ron." Harry said, without real reason because he heard nothing about him.
"Right, ok." Ron said and they both continued to walk. "Hey, um Harry?"
"Yeah Ron?" Harry responded.
"Did you ever wonder where the forest ends? Or if it even does end?" Ron asked.
"Um... I hadn't really thought of it. Do you think it ends?" Harry asked.
"I... I donno. If it does, I hope there's something pleasant on the other side." Ron said as they walked into a clearing, a crystal pond within it. Ron stopped. Harry stopped as well, looking for what had stopped Ron and saw what he had seen, a beautiful woman standing in the pond, or rather on it.
The woman, or rather girl, being hardly much older than Harry or Ron, had on a silver-blue dress which rippled around her and fell into the pool of water at her feet in waves like a waterfall, Ron found it hard to tell the dress from the water. She wore a cloak of the same colour and her hair was long and golden brown, reaching below her waist. Her skin was sun- kissed and pink tinted. Her lips were like blossoms. But it was her eyes that drew Harry in, her eyes were pools of liquid green, the green of fresh cut grass in late summer, they rivaled his own. Her eyes were strong and piercing, not in a way that hurt him or scared him, but in a way that shocked him. He felt as though she could see into him and through him. He stared back into her eyes with his own untrusting look for a moment until he could take it no longer and looked away. Ron did not tear his eyes away but continued to stare as she spoke, "Ronald Weasley," She addressed him first which somehow made him feel important, "And Harry Potter." She said his name lightly as though it hardly mattered, a tone Harry was not used to hearing, "It is good of you to be here. Dangerous, but good. I have been waiting." She said.
"Waiting? For us?" Ron somehow managed to ask.
"Yes. I need an escort, I was hoping it would be you." She spoke in hardly a whisper yet Harry and Ron could both hear it above everything else.
Harry's quick tongue and untrusting self came in "An escort where?"
"To Hogwarts. I must speak to Albus." She said.
Harry questioned for a moment why she called Professor Dumbledore by his first name, but then asked, "Who are you?"
"I am Alisabelle. Albus knows who I am. Please, take me to him, I must speak with him." She said.
"We would, but um.." Ron began, "Well, we're lost."
She looked at him, "Do you truly believe you can ever be really lost? Don't you know where you are now?"
"We're somewhere in the Forbidden Forest, but that's all we know." Ron said.
"Well, then you are not lost. Trust yourself, Ron, lead us to Hogwarts." She looked at him and smiled.
Ron smiled back and said, "Okay, let's go."
I just had this idea and I thought I should do it just to bring in a new character J.K. Rowling hasn't thought of yet.
Harry and Ron kept walking, grumbling to each other about the detention they both felt they didn't deserve. "Why the dark forest? Why, why, why?" Ron asked.
"Because he wants to torment us and he's hoping we'll die in here." Harry said, referring with distaste to their hated potions teacher who given them detention for spilling a cauldron.
"That-" Ron started then switched, "Wait a second, where are we?"
"Umm...we're..." Harry began, "I have no idea."
"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed. "We're lost." And he began grumble words not fit to be mentioned here.
Harry began to look around for anything he recognized, which was pointless because he rarely went into the forest and it continued to change around him with strange plants that moved and trees that whispered at him. "I guess, we should, uh, keep walking, and have your wand at ready, Ron." Harry said, without real reason because he heard nothing about him.
"Right, ok." Ron said and they both continued to walk. "Hey, um Harry?"
"Yeah Ron?" Harry responded.
"Did you ever wonder where the forest ends? Or if it even does end?" Ron asked.
"Um... I hadn't really thought of it. Do you think it ends?" Harry asked.
"I... I donno. If it does, I hope there's something pleasant on the other side." Ron said as they walked into a clearing, a crystal pond within it. Ron stopped. Harry stopped as well, looking for what had stopped Ron and saw what he had seen, a beautiful woman standing in the pond, or rather on it.
The woman, or rather girl, being hardly much older than Harry or Ron, had on a silver-blue dress which rippled around her and fell into the pool of water at her feet in waves like a waterfall, Ron found it hard to tell the dress from the water. She wore a cloak of the same colour and her hair was long and golden brown, reaching below her waist. Her skin was sun- kissed and pink tinted. Her lips were like blossoms. But it was her eyes that drew Harry in, her eyes were pools of liquid green, the green of fresh cut grass in late summer, they rivaled his own. Her eyes were strong and piercing, not in a way that hurt him or scared him, but in a way that shocked him. He felt as though she could see into him and through him. He stared back into her eyes with his own untrusting look for a moment until he could take it no longer and looked away. Ron did not tear his eyes away but continued to stare as she spoke, "Ronald Weasley," She addressed him first which somehow made him feel important, "And Harry Potter." She said his name lightly as though it hardly mattered, a tone Harry was not used to hearing, "It is good of you to be here. Dangerous, but good. I have been waiting." She said.
"Waiting? For us?" Ron somehow managed to ask.
"Yes. I need an escort, I was hoping it would be you." She spoke in hardly a whisper yet Harry and Ron could both hear it above everything else.
Harry's quick tongue and untrusting self came in "An escort where?"
"To Hogwarts. I must speak to Albus." She said.
Harry questioned for a moment why she called Professor Dumbledore by his first name, but then asked, "Who are you?"
"I am Alisabelle. Albus knows who I am. Please, take me to him, I must speak with him." She said.
"We would, but um.." Ron began, "Well, we're lost."
She looked at him, "Do you truly believe you can ever be really lost? Don't you know where you are now?"
"We're somewhere in the Forbidden Forest, but that's all we know." Ron said.
"Well, then you are not lost. Trust yourself, Ron, lead us to Hogwarts." She looked at him and smiled.
Ron smiled back and said, "Okay, let's go."
