A/n: I was watching Prisoner of Azkaban and thought of a new addition in the story look like if she suddenly found herself after Dementor attack with Harry Potter.
Arianna Night, the character, is my own and I hope you will like her. I'm little nervous, and i have just added a Supernatural fic called Prayer of God. Check it out if you have time.
Changing Reality
Chapter 1: The dementor
Deep in thoughts, I tapped my pencil not paying any attention to the papers scattered around me. I chewed down on my lips, not thinking about anything just a little burn in my stomach that was telling me that something was going to be wrong. Weird.But I broke through it and looked at the girl sitting in front of me. Audrey Williams, my best friend and my elder sister, sat on her bed writing furiously on the paper, her focus on the book sitting beside her.
"Can we take a break?"
Audrey looked at me, in confusion and then shook her head. "Huh,"
"We just started I know, but I don't feel like reading anymore," I said and waited for her reply.
She frowned and looked at me with her narrowed eyes. "What happened? Is it time of the month,"
I scowled at her and shook my head. "Nothing happened and no, it's not that." I gestured for her to shift and she did, making space for me. I plopped down on the bed beside her and grabbed the remote from her nightstand and turned on the television.
"Wow, my life has come down to this. A Seventeen years old hanging with a thirteen years old," She commented winking at me and I shoved her playfully.
"Hey, I am not the seventeen years old fool-ish," I teased back and changed channels, trying to find something better.
"I wish we could live in some movie," Audrey said out of nowhere and I looked at her amused.
"Why do wanna live in the movies… No wait a minute, which one?" I questioned sitting up and paying attention to her.
"Why not?"
"Nice comeback," I mocked and she shoved me with the pillow and grabbed the remote and changed the channel.
"I don't know. Some fiction I guess – Twilight," she replied, her eyebrows rose in concentration. I scoffed and wrinkled my nose at her choice.
"Really, you choice suck. Ooh look, it's Prisoner of Azkaban," I exclaimed and started poking her to stop the channel. She raised her eyebrow at me.
"C'mon, this one's nice. Maybe Harry Potter would be a better option for you," I stated keeping an eye on the movie and waited for her to approve.
"God! I am not watching three freaking baby teenagers breaking rules," she commented and moved to change the channel. I tackled her for the remote, putting all my weight to trap her hands and she tried to shove me but I overpowered her.
"Ha!" I stood up after grabbing the remote and stood infornt of the TV.
"Okay, fine. We will watch this." She accepted and I narrowed my eyes at her to see if she was trying to trick me but she did nothing. I crawled back on the bed and watched as the scene from the Leaky Cauldron came.
"Now I know which movie you would want to live in," Audrey teased and I poked my tongue at her.
"Real mature," She commented and then looked at the movie. "At least Daniel Radcliffe looks better in this one than the last."
"Yup, he's cute but I like Emma Watson better. You know sometimes I think I am lesbian," I commented and ignored when Audrey scoffed.
"I don't think that would be the case because by the way you stare at Tom Felton, it's kind of obvious which gender you prefer."
"He's hot and sexy. But his character always kind of irritates me. I mean he was a spoilt brat it wasn't his fault blah blah, but hey he was a bully. I hate bullies," I rambled on and Audrey nodded and scoffed when we saw Percy Weasley.
"I always hated that Percy character. God! Can he be any more git? Teachers' pet," she commented and I laughed and watched as The Golden Trio were jumping on the train. We watched silently as the scene where Harry told Ron about Sirius came up.
"Why?" I questioned again and she sighed.
"I don't know. I think it would be interesting. I've dreamt about it once or twice, too." I raised both of my eyebrows at her as if challenging the brunette, and she looked up at me with confusion in hazel eyes. "What? You never thought about doing that? Going into a TV show or a movie to change a storyline or something? I know you crammed all info about Harry Potteri in your scanner brain from wiki for that stupid geek competition you had last year."
"First, that competition was awesome and I won the whole set of Harry Potter books. And second, No, I can honestly say I've never thought of doing that," I told her, skeptical. Audrey frowned at me. "You do realize that all of the characters are actors and they're real, right? It would make no sense to go into a movie since it's just a …. movie."
Audrey's shoulders slumped as much as they could and she grimaced at me. "God, Riana. You're so unimaginative and super literal. Doesn't it get boring?"
"Audrey, there's a difference between unimaginative and stupid," I countered at her. "Even if it were possible to go into a movie —which it's not because they don't really exist—why would you want to change a storyline? That's what the writers are for! It's their jobs. I don't want to make Harry Potter getting freakily BFFs with Snape."
"I'm human, I wish things like this," Audrey exclaimed, "That is never going to happen. Your imagination is weird," and I chuckled.
"Jerk," I said.
"Bitch."
I watched as Dementor started to suck the life out of Harry Potter.
Suddenly the screen on the television before us blackened out of nowhere, there was a crackling sound, and the picture on the television before us began to spasm out of control. Outside the window, there was a flash of lighting and a roll of thunder completely taking both me and Audrey by surprise and also succeeding at making us jump out of our skin. Loud thumps sounded all around us like we were being stormed by an angry group of military troops. As if things couldn't get any weirder, the lights in the room began to flicker on and off without anyone touching the switches on the wall. A few seconds after the light flickering had started, they blew out completely, and there was nothing but the sound of the television that hadn't gone away with the power being cut off.
"What the hell is happening?" Audrey whispered at me in the darkness. I couldn't see her, but I knew that, just like I was, she was scared shitless.
"I-I have no idea," I stammered.
The television made a static sound again, and I had no idea what to do next. I couldn't find the remote to turn the television off, Audrey had lost it somewhere otherwise it would be off right now—and it should've gone off anyway if the power cut out. But the television was relentless, and with every passing second, the static became clear and the sound grew louder. It got the point where Audrey's piercing scream had been drowned out by the noise, and I felt myself losing all hearing. The static became a shrill sound, and it caused me to unconsciously roll in the darkness as I desperately tried to block out the shrill noise from my head. I felt something leaking out of my right ear and I was sure it was blood.
The television got louder and louder and the shrill noise got higher and higher until it finally came to a sudden stop, and a white light flashed all around me.
"Riana!"
My head was pounding like I had been unconscious while someone was beating me with a big hammer. I groaned and tried to move my hands to clutch my head but movement hurt a lot.
"She's awake."
I tried to pay attention to the voice, but I didn't know who it was. It was kind of familiar, like I had heard it before.
I tried to open my eyes but closed them off as they burned by the lights. I winced and tried again, blinking trying to clear my surrounding. But before I could do that I felt someone shoving something inside my mouth. I tried to protest but when my tongue touched the thing, I realized it was chocolate. I sighed and let the sweet melt off in my mouth, the pain lessened and I was able to control my limbs. I blinked again and this time I could see the person that was gazing at me.
I yelled and sat up and scooted back, my eyes widening in shock and my mouth gaping at her forgetting about any pain in my body.
There she was gazing at me with concern in her chocolate brown eyes, her shoulder length fuzzy hair adorning her heart shape face crinkling in confusion. I should have been embarrassed because I knew I would have looked like a dying fish but it wasn't the top priority right now.
Because I was staring at the young face of Emma Watson who was weirdly wearing the same clothes that she wore in the movie I was watching last time.
Hermione Granger.
"Riana!"
She moved closer and I jumped up, standing on my feet even though I felt weak, wobbled a little trying hard to stay up and not fall face down. I turned around trying to run away but as I turned I came face to face with Ron Weasley or you could say Rupert Grint.
I squeaked out in fright and my breath started getting heavy. It felt weird very weird. This can't be happening? What was happening?
"Arianna, you are acting strange. What's going on?" I turned towards the voice and saw a pale looking boy staring at me worriedly.
"Harry Potter!"
My breathy reply made him more confused than he already was. Hermione looked at me as if I was insane.
And that's when it came upon me and I realized that I had been given the gift of intelligence for a reason. How stupid could I have been? This was a dream. I was dreaming. I was myself, but it wasn't real. Oh, thank God, I thought with respite and exhaled a sigh. The stupidity of my panic was enough to make me start laughing nervously as I relaxed and sat myself on the seat, shaking my head in disbelief.
This was all Audrey's fault. She was the one who put that irritating idea in my head.
The girl aka Hermione Granger stared at me, and I immediately stopped my laughter and cleared my throat.
" Uh...what?"
She raised her eyebrows. "Riana...?" she trailed off with a skeptical outline tracing her tone. But the red head boy cut her off.
"I thought you were taking your potions," he turned to Hemione. "I thought you said she was okay. What's wrong?"
I opened my mouth to say something idiotic that this was dream and all, but I stopped. If this was dream what was the harm in playing-along. I shook my head and tried to divert attention from me.
"I am okay," I chuckled and forced a smile on my face. "I took the potion accordingly," I added when I remembered the question.
Potion! What potion? Why would I need a potion?
"Are you sure? Do you remember what happened?" Harry Potter questioned me. I forced myself not to stare at him weirdly and tried to remember what was the last thing remembered. The freaky thing with Television and …
"Dementors," I whispered. I didn't know I was loud but I was because a man looking exactly like David Thewlis replied back.
"One of the Dementors of Azkaban." The attention turned from me to him and I sighed, feeling tension leaving my body. I was taking too much pressure even though this was all a dream. I focused back to the conversation and realized Hermione was talking.
" - a silvery thing shot out of his wand at it, and it turned around and sort of glided away…"
"I felt weird," said Ron, shifting his shoulders uncomfortably. "Like I'd never be cheerful again…"
"You and Riana fainted," Hermione added looking from me to Harry. I looked away and realized that Bonnie Wright was also in the cabin.
The silence was broken by Professor Lupin who told us that we were going to reach the school soon. This made me realize that we all were wearing school uniform. I looked down and a grin formed on my face when I saw the white shirt and the grey skirt and the black cloak – the standard uniform of Hogwarts. What made me smile most was the red and golden tie that was wound around my neck.
"Gryffindor!"
I chucked but the smile fell from my face when I caught a sight of something blond on my back. For a second, it was unclear to me what was going on, but then I realized. My eyes widened in realization.
My hair was falling down my back in French twist.
My Hair.
What the hell? I had to be hallucinating this.
"You've got to be kidding me," I whispered to myself and moved my hands to bring them in front and realized I wasn't hallucinating.
"My hair is long. They are long," I shouted loudly. My yell had startled everyone and Hermione huffed and glared at me.
Ginny looked at me weirdly and nodded."Um...yeah. Of course they are."
"I hate long hairs," I said in high-pitched voice and turned around roaming my hands on my face and checking if anything else had changed. The glass of the door reflected my image; it wasn't clear like a mirror but enough to tell me I looked same minus my hair.
"We know that, you have said that thousands time, I don't understand why you don't just cut them," Hermione answered, irritation clear on her face. I raised my eyebrows at her, opening my mouth to reply but stopped when I saw Harry shaking his head at me, to tell me not to say anything.
This wasn't the first time this discussion was taking place.
"Huh,"
The train stopped and the croak of frog broke the silence. Everyone stood up and started to leave. Not wanting to be left behind I followed them.
This one was super weird dream because everything that was happening felt very real to me.
A/n: I hope you liked it. Please take a moment to review and tell me your views so I can know what you think about it. Thanks.
