I was mumbling again. Except that this time it was about Harry Potter.

'I wish I was in the Harry Potter world.' I mumbled, barely conscious.

'Hey, Malfoy, do you think she's awake?'

'Well how am I supposed to know, Goyle?'

My eyes flew open in shock. What? Malfoy? Goyle? I couldn't believe it. I was in the Harry Potter world, like my wish had been!

AS my eyes focused, something in front of me made me cringe. 3 boys, one that looked daft and confused, one stuffing his face with food and the last with silvery-blonde hair and cold misty-grey eyes were staring right back at me, until the boys that were daft and confused or eating ran down the hall screaming.

'Arghhhh!'

Huh? Was I that scary? The leftover boy (Which I figured was Malfoy) had a smirk spreading across his face. The familiar Malfoy smirk.

'Hey newbie, I challenge you to A DUEL.'

I almost screamed in terror. A duel!? I didn't even know how to do magic! Or even have a wand! But I pulled up my most unpleasant voice and the rest of my courage and whispered,

'You don't scare me that easily, Malfoy.'

A surprised look crossed his face before, in a nanosecond, it was wiped off his face.

'Then try it.'

'Yeah, if you want me too, hurry up!'

'Try and see if you can beat me, I'm the best of the class.'

'I thought even Hermione Granger was the best of the class, and even Ronald Weasley was better than you.'

'Oh, so if you know Granger and Weasel, then you should know Scarhead.'

'That's no way to talk about Harry Potter, try asking Ginny-Aguamenti!'

By this time I had drawn whatever was in my pocket out; to find it was a rainbow baton. Malfoy stared at it and burst into fits of laughter.

The Library

Hermione was walking out of the library when she heard Malfoy's evil laugh.

She whispered to herself,' Is Malfoy terrorising a first-year again?!'

She crept around the corner, careful not to make any noise.

Malfoy was laughing at a girl with wavy golden locks all the way to her waist, holding a rainbow baton.

'Oh my word…' She murmured as she sped around the corner again to the Gryffindor common room.

'Ron! Harry!' She puffed, out of breath.

Ron looked up.

'Hermione! We've been looking for you everywhere, yelling up the girls dormitories, looking in the library, searching for you in the-'

'I'm sorry I have to cut you off Ron, and I was in the library when I heard Malfoy laugh, then wondered if he was terrorising a first-year, but then I turned the corner and saw a girl who looked like me except less bouncier, longer hair and younger! Not to mention the fact she was holding The RAINBOW BATON!'

Harry looked up from his Charms book and took in the words she'd just said, while Ron just sat there like a pudding boggling at her. And for the first time, Harry spoke.

'Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go!'

The Corridor

I felt SO embarrassed when that happened, and Malfoy was still guffawing at me, but then I heard voices that were familiar.

'I think she's still there, Malfoy's still laughing,'

That was Hermione's voice. Malfoy stopped cackling with laughter and stiffened.

'Hermione! Ron! HARRY!'

Malfoy seemed to be debating whether he should clamp his hand over my mouth. My shouts got louder.

'HERMIONE!RON!HARRY!

Somehow, they got there faster than I could have. Malfoy had his hand over my mouth to stop me from warning them. Too late.

'Malfoy, get your bloody hands off of her!' Ron bellowed.

Malfoy smoothly got up, but before he walked away, he turned around and whispered unwaveringly,

'I'll get you back someday, newbie.'

I shuddered.

Ron seemed a bit hesitant to help my swaying figure, but Hermione jumped straight to it.

'Are you okay?'