Title: Hit the Floor
Author: SilverFlameTigerRyu
Rated: PG-13 will be higher later on
Summary: Severus, Sirius, and Harry are thrust into our world with no way
to get back, no magic, and no where to go except with the only muggle that
will believe they are wizards.
Pairing: SS/HP SB/OC SS is OOC
Spoilers: All books
Disclaimer: I own nothing (except for any others that are not in the
books), Rowling does.
Feedback: Plez.
Hit the Floor
Chapter 1
By SilverFlameTigerRyu
It was raining again. Just a light shower; though the sun was still shinning and there were no gray clouds. It had been like this all week, all day and all night. 'It's like the sky's crying' thought Adrienne, as she leaned her head against the cool, school bus window. She felt like crying too, she had just gotten a D on her last English test and was already feeling the soreness of her rough tennis class. But, she was looking up to the two-person-slumber-party that she was going to have with her best friend, Kayla tonight. They'll have the house all to themselves.
When the bus driver came to her stop, she threw on her hood to the over sized, navy blue pullover, gathered her backpack, and exited the bus. She walked slowly letting the raindrops tickle her face as they blew in the wind. She walked up the driveway to see that her mothers' car was gone; she must still be at work. 'Good. I can get my nap before Kayla comes.' She thought as she walked through the carport and to the back door.
After coming into the kitchen, Adrienne wiped her wet shoes on the old towel that was there and took look at the kitchen. It was filthy. She couldn't believe that her mom hadn't cleaned after shed left, and she knew she had company coming!
There were was the breakfast pot and skillet she - Adrienne - had used to cook the breakfast with, still on the stove. There a cups and dished filling the sink, and still dirty plates on the kitchen table. 'Damn! She must have been some late.' "Oh well." Sighed Adrienne as she dropped her backpack in front of the refrigerator. "There goes my nap time."
Adrienne toed off her old sneakers and set to work on scraping the plates and doing the dishes. It was too quiet, so she turned on the small boom-box and listened to Busta Rhymes on the radio. After about 45minutes she finally finished. And took out her homework muttering "might as well get it over with." Then with a frustrated sigh she realized that shed left her Geography book at school in her locker. Again. Oh well, she could use Kayla's. She turned off the boom-box and went up stairs, into her room and strait to her computer. She glanced at her bed while the computer started up; her small beanie white-tiger looked back at her from atop her pillow.
Adrienne sat down and logged on to the internet and started looking for some practice problems to help her with her algebra. She also turned on some more music: Evanescence. Adrienne was so into the music she didn't hear the muffled thud that went on downstairs. She jumped when she heard something break.
Quickly she turned the music down low so she could hear anything else: she heard movement. She immediately looked to her door and remembered locking the door when she came in. But more shuffling and voices could be heard, which instantly told her that her house was indeed being invaded. She walked slowly - as to not give herself away - to her closet. She dug out a shot gun that was thankfully loaded and put on safety. She threw on her hood so she would have some element of surprise and grabbed the cordless phone; which she stuffed in her pocket.
Slowly she crept down the stairs, keeping to the shadows. She walked down the hall and stopped at the corner and thought 'Why does all the bad shit happen to me?' She listened to the voices, which weren't all that clear probably because they were all trying to talk at the same time. 'Probably can't decide on what they were going to steal first,' thought Adrienne. From what she could hear all of them had a British accent. One of them had a young adult voice, like about the age of 20years. There seemed to be about 3 of them, all of them full grown men. 'And possibly all killers too.' She thought. Adrienne listened as one of them tried to bring peace "STOP. Stop. Look there must be a logical explanation for all of this.
"Now, I say we just find out who lives here and see if we can find out how we got here and how this all happened." The other agreed with him. "Yes." Hissed another man, who seemed pretty pissed. "And what do we do if it turns out to be a muggle who lives here and just so happens to find three men appear into their house? They'll be sure to call the muggle authorities!" At the use of the word 'muggle', Adrienne raised and eyebrow. They were using words used from the Harry Potter books, now this was getting weird. 'Now, I think, they're crazy.' Adrienne thought. She decided to have a peak at them: they all wore dark, long clothing that hung wavy on their shoulders.
Adrienne pressed her back against the wall again. What the hell they were wearing cloaks too!? 'OK, they ARE crazy. I can't believe I'm doing this.' She turned around the corner, the butt of the shot gun at her shoulder. She said "Get out."
~tbc~
Hit the Floor
Chapter 1
By SilverFlameTigerRyu
It was raining again. Just a light shower; though the sun was still shinning and there were no gray clouds. It had been like this all week, all day and all night. 'It's like the sky's crying' thought Adrienne, as she leaned her head against the cool, school bus window. She felt like crying too, she had just gotten a D on her last English test and was already feeling the soreness of her rough tennis class. But, she was looking up to the two-person-slumber-party that she was going to have with her best friend, Kayla tonight. They'll have the house all to themselves.
When the bus driver came to her stop, she threw on her hood to the over sized, navy blue pullover, gathered her backpack, and exited the bus. She walked slowly letting the raindrops tickle her face as they blew in the wind. She walked up the driveway to see that her mothers' car was gone; she must still be at work. 'Good. I can get my nap before Kayla comes.' She thought as she walked through the carport and to the back door.
After coming into the kitchen, Adrienne wiped her wet shoes on the old towel that was there and took look at the kitchen. It was filthy. She couldn't believe that her mom hadn't cleaned after shed left, and she knew she had company coming!
There were was the breakfast pot and skillet she - Adrienne - had used to cook the breakfast with, still on the stove. There a cups and dished filling the sink, and still dirty plates on the kitchen table. 'Damn! She must have been some late.' "Oh well." Sighed Adrienne as she dropped her backpack in front of the refrigerator. "There goes my nap time."
Adrienne toed off her old sneakers and set to work on scraping the plates and doing the dishes. It was too quiet, so she turned on the small boom-box and listened to Busta Rhymes on the radio. After about 45minutes she finally finished. And took out her homework muttering "might as well get it over with." Then with a frustrated sigh she realized that shed left her Geography book at school in her locker. Again. Oh well, she could use Kayla's. She turned off the boom-box and went up stairs, into her room and strait to her computer. She glanced at her bed while the computer started up; her small beanie white-tiger looked back at her from atop her pillow.
Adrienne sat down and logged on to the internet and started looking for some practice problems to help her with her algebra. She also turned on some more music: Evanescence. Adrienne was so into the music she didn't hear the muffled thud that went on downstairs. She jumped when she heard something break.
Quickly she turned the music down low so she could hear anything else: she heard movement. She immediately looked to her door and remembered locking the door when she came in. But more shuffling and voices could be heard, which instantly told her that her house was indeed being invaded. She walked slowly - as to not give herself away - to her closet. She dug out a shot gun that was thankfully loaded and put on safety. She threw on her hood so she would have some element of surprise and grabbed the cordless phone; which she stuffed in her pocket.
Slowly she crept down the stairs, keeping to the shadows. She walked down the hall and stopped at the corner and thought 'Why does all the bad shit happen to me?' She listened to the voices, which weren't all that clear probably because they were all trying to talk at the same time. 'Probably can't decide on what they were going to steal first,' thought Adrienne. From what she could hear all of them had a British accent. One of them had a young adult voice, like about the age of 20years. There seemed to be about 3 of them, all of them full grown men. 'And possibly all killers too.' She thought. Adrienne listened as one of them tried to bring peace "STOP. Stop. Look there must be a logical explanation for all of this.
"Now, I say we just find out who lives here and see if we can find out how we got here and how this all happened." The other agreed with him. "Yes." Hissed another man, who seemed pretty pissed. "And what do we do if it turns out to be a muggle who lives here and just so happens to find three men appear into their house? They'll be sure to call the muggle authorities!" At the use of the word 'muggle', Adrienne raised and eyebrow. They were using words used from the Harry Potter books, now this was getting weird. 'Now, I think, they're crazy.' Adrienne thought. She decided to have a peak at them: they all wore dark, long clothing that hung wavy on their shoulders.
Adrienne pressed her back against the wall again. What the hell they were wearing cloaks too!? 'OK, they ARE crazy. I can't believe I'm doing this.' She turned around the corner, the butt of the shot gun at her shoulder. She said "Get out."
~tbc~