Christine was going to Erik's lair. She went through her mirror and down the dark, humid tunnel where she had been before. But last time, it was lit up with candelabras. Christine wanted to see Erik. She was feeling really lonely since Raoul was always out of town. Raoul has always been going out of town for government purposes since he was the Vicomte. Now, Christine was on the gondola. She looked at all the sculptures of weird figures on the walls. Christine wondered if Erik made them.
Christine was now at Erik's lair. A few candles were lighted up, making the place dim. Christine looked for matches and lighted up more candles so she could see. She tried to look for Erik but he was nowhere to be found.
"Erik…. Where are you? It's me, Christine," Christine called out, "Erik??"
But no one answered. Christine walked around Erik's lair. He wasn't at his organ, which was old and looked rusty. There were piles of sheet music near the organ. Then she decided to look at the swan shaped bed he had. It was where he laid her the time she fainted when Erik had first brought her to his lair.
"Oh, I remember this bed… It was so comfortable. I had a very peaceful sleep here," remembered Christine.
She went on the bed trying to relive the moment where she had awakened from her sleep. She also remembered her stockings not on her legs when she awakened. Funny thought really. After a few minutes, Christine went to a room that was empty except for an object covered with a white blanket. She took the blanket off. The object hidden underneath the blanket was a mirror. A very shiny mirror.
"Ooooh, what a very shiny and clear mirror. I could really see my reflection perfectly," said Christine to herself, touching the mirror.
Then, her hand went through the mirror. Christine let out a gasp. She took her hand out. All of a sudden, her reflection turned into a field. A big field with lots of grain.
"This is no ordinary mirror," said Christine.
Christine touched the mirror again and her hand went through the mirror again. She then entered the mirror. Then Christine started to spin. She spun faster and faster and faster. Christine closed her eyes and started to scream.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh!"
Then everything stopped. Christine was still. She opened her eyes. Christine saw that she was in the place she saw in the mirror. She felt a breeze blowing her hair. There were fields of golden grain, swaying to the direction of the wind. Then, something stepped on her hand.
"Ow!" shouted Christine. She looked at the creature. It was a small, annoying creature with a big nose. It looked like it was in a bad mood. It looked like an elf. Then, the elf-like creature kicked Christine in the shins.
"Ahhh!" shouted Christine, running away from the creature. She looked around. She saw a rundown but homey looking house not far by. It was very odd looking. The bottom of the house looked like a nice homey cottage, but the parts of the house above the cottage looked badly made, the foundation only two long blocks of wood. The house looked crooked as a matter of fact.
Christine ran toward the house. Then she stopped and looked behind her. The creature was gone. So she walked to the cottage. All of a sudden, a voice shouted:
"OI!"
It was from the house.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Christine stopped.
"Great, they must have set these elf things to get intruders," Christine said to herself. She stayed where she was and sat down. Then, right in front of her, a tall guy with ginger hair and black robes appeared in front of her.
"Who are you?" asked the guy.
"Me? I'm Christine Daae," Christine said shyly, "and you are?"
"Percy. Percy Weasley. I work for the Minister of Magic," said the tall, thin ginger boy.
"Oooh, magic," said Christine fondly, "Can you show me some?"
"Ugh. You must be a muggle. Come with me."
Percy held out his hand and motioned for Christine to hold it. Christine took his hand. All of a sudden, Percy and Christine started spinning around very fast. Now instead of a field, they were in a dining room full of redheads that looked like Percy. One guy with short red hair and a tall figure whistled.
"Woo Percy!" said the boy, "We'd never thought you'd get another girlfriend."
"Besides Penelope Clearwater," chimed another boy, who looked like he was the twin of the other boy.
"Excuse me, but she is not my girlfriend. She is a Muggle, a stranger who just appeared in our garden," said Percy sternly.
"Oh, so just because she's a muggle, doesn't mean you can't date her," said a girl with red hair in a ponytail, "You know dad doesn't want you to be like the Malfoys… all pureblooded and such."
"Be quiet, Ginny," said Percy.
"Stop it all of you," said an older lady with red curly hair, "So dear, how did you get here?"
"Well, I just stepped into a mirror and I landed here," Christine replied.
"So, you're saying that you went into a mirror and came here?" inquired the lady.
"Yes."
"Oh well, Percy, contact Scrimgeour."
"Ok," said Percy.
"Now child, what is your name?" the lady asked Christine.
"Christine Daae."
"Christine, nice to meet you. I'm Molly Weasely. Here, you look hungry, have some breakfast."
"Thanks."
Christine sat down at the table with the rest of the Weasleys. Every one stopped talking and eating. Molly handed Christine a plate and went upstairs. Christine then took a piece of bread and spread some butter over it. She poured orange juice into her cup. There was still silence in the room. Every body was staring at Christine as she was getting some scrambled eggs. The twins were staring at her, smiling a little, and a boy not that much younger than them was staring at Christine too, with his mouth wide open. Percy on the other hand had continued eating and occasionally glanced at Christine. The silence finally broke when the young girl spoke to Christine.
"So, my name is Ginny," the girl said, "How old are you?"
"Sixteen going on seventeen," replied Christine, getting another roll from the breadbasket.
"Sixteen going on seventeen?" asked one of the twins, "Oh, by the way, I'm George and this is my twin, Fred."
"And that there—," said Fred, pointing to the redhead boy with his mouth still wide open, "Is Ron."
The boy quickly closed his mouth and smiled sheepishly. He then waved to Christine, almost knocking over the pitcher containing orange juice.
"You could be in the same year as him if you go to Hogwarts," informed Ginny.
Christine looked puzzled.
"Hogwarts? What is that?" asked Christine.
"It's a school for witchcraft and wizardry. It's a school where we learn magic. Witches and wizards go there. It—"
"But didn't that Percy say I'm a muggle? What is that?"
"A muggle is a non-magical folk," answered Fred or maybe George.
"But they can still go to Hogwarts," said the other twin.
"So why can't I go to Hogwarts?"
"Well, you have to be eleven years old," said Ginny.
"Oh."
"But maybe you can work there as a teacher," piped Ron.
Ginny looked at Ron crossly.
"We're not having another Gilderoy Lockheart teaching at Hogwarts," said Ginny.
Then, Molly came back in.
"Ok, now, we have to go pick up Harry now. Ginny, Fred and Percy will stay here with…um… " Molly paused.
"Christine," finished Ron.
"Yes, Christine… oh and we have to go pick up Hermione too so Ron and George come with me… we'll be back soon."
Then, Molly, Ron and George went outside to an old mangy boot. They held on to the boot, which started to spin around very very fast. They went high up into the air and were gone within 8 seconds.
Meanwhile, Christine, Ginny, Fred and Percy went back inside. Percy went upstairs. Ginny, Fred and Christine sat down at the kitchen.
"So, if I want to teach at Hogwarts, do I teach reading and math and stuff?" asked Christine.
Ginny and Fred started to laugh.
"Em, no," said Ginny, "You can teach us magic and stuff. Oh! You can teach 'Defense Against the Dark Arts'!"
"Yeah!" said Fred, "Here's this book Percy wrote called 'Everything You Need To Know About Defense Against The Dark Arts In 30 Minutes.'"
Ginny nodded. "It's really easy to read. You can know everything about 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' in exactly 30 minutes."
"Really?" asked Christine, "So I must read it then!"
Then, Percy came down.
"Alright then, I finally got an owl from Scrimgeour [aka THE MAN and he said he'll be here any minute," Percy said, going outside.
"Ok," replied Ginny, "While we're waiting, I'll show Christine my room and we could talk about…girl stuff!"
"Ok, Christine, read the book now and fast or else THE MAN will get you!" whispered Fred.
So Christine, Fred and Ginny went to Ginny's room. Christine started reading the book and Fred and Ginny were talking to each other. Fifteen Minutes passed and THE MAN was still not there. Christine was already learning about patronuses. Thirty minutes passed and THE MAN was still not there. By then, Christine was done with the whole book, knowing everything from the Unforgivable curses to werewolves and from jinxes to basic spells. Ginny gave Christine her wand, just in case THE MAN wanted to see some magic. An hour later after Percy received the owl, THE MAN finally came.
"So Percy, who is this muggle you are talking about and some mirror?" asked THE MAN. He had long silver black hair with pale green eyes. He had a short beard. THE MAN was wearing a purple hat and purple robes with the letters MOM on his chest. He also had a wand.
"Fred! Ginny! Bring Christine down!" called Percy.
So they did. Christine came down with Ginny's wand in her hand.
"Ok, my dear, how did you get here?" asked THE MAN.
"Well, I apparated, practicing my lip-synching skills on my hairbrush in front of my mirror," answered Christine.
Everyone in the room was all shocked and confused.
"Um excuse me?" asked THE MAN.
"I was singing in front of my mirror and then, I started to day dream and before I knew it, I was apparated to here… the Burrow."
"Clearly, Percy, she is not a muggle," said THE MAN, scowling at Percy, "Well, Percy, no more false alarms or else you're FIRED! My job here is done! Good day to you all!" THE MAN disappeared into thin air. Percy scowled at Ginny and Fred while they gave a huge sigh of relief.
"Em, Percy," started Christine, "can you take me to Hogwarts?"
"What?! What do you want at Hogwarts?" asked Percy.
"I'm going to apply for a job there," Christine answered.
"You don't know anything about magic. I bet Fred and Ginny told you what to say to THE MAN."
"Oh yes, I do know magic! I would apparate there, but it's obvious you can't. And I don't know how to ride a broomstick… So can you take me there?"
"Hmmmm, I don't know…"
"Please, Percy please?"
"C'mon Percy, don't be such a prat for once," said Fred.
Christine gave Percy a puppy dog pout. Percy hesitated.
"Hmph. Fine ok," Percy said, "But you have to hold on to me while we're on the broomstick… and don't complain if it's comfortable because it's going to take a while, ok?"
"Yea, whatever… Thanks so much, Percy," Christine exclaimed, kissing Percy on the cheek. Percy turned red like a tomato and Fred and Ginny started tease him.
Percy positioned himself on the broom, with Christine sitting right behind him, holding on to his waist.
"Ready?" asked Percy.
"Oh yes!" cried Christine.
Percy kicked off from the ground. The broom started flying in the air. Christine was scared, afraid that she might fall off. Christine held on to Percy a little bit tighter. On the ground, Ginny and Fred were watching them hovering in the air. They waved goodbye to Christine and Percy. Christine and Percy started to fly higher in the air. They were near the roof of the house. Christine gave a little scream and closed her eyes.
"It's ok," reassured Percy, "I'll go at a slow pace."
"Ummm... ok," Christine whispered.
Then, Percy and Christine started flying. They were way up high. The wind started blowing in Christine's brown, curly hair. Christine could see the house as a small brown square on the golden ground. Ginny and Fred were too tiny too see. As they flew more, Christine saw forests and fields of green and other houses besides the Weasleys' house.
"You alright?" shouted Percy over the wind.
"Yup," said Christine, "Can you go a bit faster though?"
"As you wish," replied Percy.
Percy and Christine started flying a little faster. They were flying to the horizon. They were going to Hogwarts.