You've read the books, watched the movies and bought the merchandise; practically absorbed in that world. So what do you if you have to power to join it? You save your favourite characters of course.

Emilie sat curled up on her sofa in her bedroom. A hot cup of coffee on the table and her ravenclaw hoodie tied around her waist. Re-reading the deathly hallows was great and yet terribly sad at the same time. Little Teddy Lupin lost both his parents, Hogwarts lost countless students and George Weasley lost his other half. Like any other die-hard potterhead each death scene had tear stains from when she sobbed as her eyes drifted across the words.

"All was well" The final words of the Harry Potter series, she couldn't think of any other words to end it better herself. Putting the book down and opening up her laptop, she logged onto tumblr. Her feed was full of Harry Potter gifs, textposts and edits. She would scroll for hours until she reached the place where she was the previous night. Then she would look up all her ships and see any new posts on them. Emilie was your typical fangirl; she had her own wand (sadly not in her possession but she got it on Pottermore ), she had been sorted into Ravenclaw, read a lot of fanfiction and even tried to reference her fandom as many times throughout the day.

Sighing at the clock which read 3am, she crawled into bed. She lay there for a while thinking of what she would do if she could join the Potter world. As over thinking goes, she had an entire story in her head before she finally drifted off to sleep.

Morning already? Jesus I only closed my eyes. I sit up and rub my eyes, these aren't my sheets. Blue and silver? No mine are New York print. Four poster bed, Hell I wish. Wait this is a dormitory, I spot a couple more beds spread out around the room; all have the blue and silver covers. Fuck I'm at Hogwarts! Finally, took me a decade to have this dream!

I spot what must be my uniform folded neatly on a chair beside my bed. My wand on the bedside table along with my sixth year books. Okay Emilie get dressed and go to the great hall, I tell myself.

Ravenclaw blue suits me, I look in a tall mirror at my reflection. I'm not that tall, maybe 5'7 but thankfully this dream summoned me some boots with heels. Dream hair is awesome! I look at my curly dirty blonde hair which is sitting perfectly on top of my shoulders. Okay enough gazing, I have an entire world to explore.

Come to think of it, shouldn't my classmates be up too? I look outside, it's pitch black. Shit please don't tell me I've arrived just before the battle? Just my luck eh?

I grab my wand which is identical to the one I got on Pottermore; ten inches, Laurel wood, unicorn core and slightly springy. I bounce out of the portrait hole, and run down the winding stairs. Okay lets go over the basic hexes and spells. Stupefy – to stun, Accio- summoning charm, Affligo – strikes the opponent, bombarda-blows stuff up. Okay there are far too many that I've memorised, I should be okay. Looks like in this dream I'm a witch and have been here the whole time to learn all these spells.

Suddenly I hear an echo of footsteps, like an army; left right, left right. I know this scene! I follow the sound to find my fellow Ravenclaws being marched down a large staircase and I slip in behind them unnoticed. I grip my wand tightly in my sleeve as we are marched into the great hall. A huge wave of fear sweeps through the room as the students faces lose their colour and I see people shaking. Thankfully the ravenclaws are positioned in the back corner.

The great hall is dimly lit, no candles floating, roaring torches on the walls. Nothing.

"It has come to my attention that earlier this evening, Harry Potter was sighted in Hogsmede." Professor Snape calls out with his cold voice. The room erupts with whispers and mutters of the chosen one. However it is silenced just as quick as it started.

"Now, should anyone, student or staff, attempt to aid Mr. Potter, they will be punished in a manner consistent with the severity of their transgression. Furthermore, any person found to have knowledge of these events, who fails to come forward, will be treated as equally guilty."

I smirk as I remember most of the fandom, poking fun at the way Professor Snape draws out equally guilty. Quickly, my face then goes back to being expressionless before any of the death eater / teachers see me. I think back to the series. Holy crap! I'm standing in the same room as The Harry Potter, Professor McGonagall, Ginny Weasley and a whole load of other characters – well people now that it's real I guess. Stop fangirling Emilie! You're going to blow your cover, I think to myself.

"Now, then. If anyone here has any knowledge of Mr. Potter's movements this evening, I invite to step forward. Now." Professor Snape demands. Suddenly Harry appears from the Gryffindor house, students gasp but myself of course smile.

"It seems despite your exhaustive defensive strategies, you still have a bit of security problem, headmaster." He speaks clearly, god that boy has sass. Suddenly the great hall doors are flung open and the remaining members of the Order walk in, in a sort of triangular formation. They are an organised bunch. Mental note to self to write a textpost about it on tumblr when I wake up.

"I'm afraid it's quite extensive. How dare you stand where he stood? Tell them how it happened that night! Tell them how you looked him in the eye, a man who trusted you, and killed him! Tell them!" Harry shouts at Snape before the 'headmaster' draws his wand. Professor McGonagall rushes out and pushes Harry out of the way before fighting with Snape. Quickly Snape escapes in a cloud of black smoke out of the great hall window. Professor McGonagall re-lights the torches and students clap and cheer until everything goes quiet.

Someone is screaming, we all move towards the sound. It stops and someone else starts screaming then we all hear it.

"I know that many of you will want to fight. Some of you may even think that to fight is wise, but this is a folly. Give me Harry Potter. Do this and nothing will be harmed. Give me Harry Potter and I shall leave Hogwarts untouched. Give me Harry Potter and you will be rewarded. You will have one hour." Lord Voldemort's cold voice pierces all our ears as I squash my hands into my ears to block out the sound.

The students all move away to leave Harry in the middle of the hall, the Order members close by.

"What are you waiting for? Someone grab him!" A high pitched voice calls out to the silence. Pansy, god I hate her… good for nothing Parkinson. Ginny steps out in front of Harry and soon the order surrounds him. I walk over and find myself standing beside who I think is Fred Weasley. Great, one of the characters I secretly have had a crush on since the Order of the Phoenix came out, not to my surprise I'm up to his shoulders. I grip my wand tightly and glare towards Parkinson.

"Students out of bed! Students in the corridor!" Echos throughout the hallways as Flich comes running in with Mrs Norris in his arms, we all part ways to let him through. I stay close to the twins though.

"They are supposed to be out of bed you blithering idiot!" Professor McGongall says quickly. I muffle a giggle on the back of my sleeve hoping no one noticed. McGonagall always spoke my favourite lines.

"Oh, Sorry Ma'am." Flich stutters out as McGonagall drifts across the hall.

"As it happens, Mr. Filch, your arrival is most opportune. If you would, I would like you please, to lead Miss Parkinson, and the rest of Slytherin House from the hall."

"Exactly where is it I'd be leading 'em to Ma'am?"

"The Dungeons will do." McGonagall declares. Everyone including myself cheers, the order and the members of the DA leave the hall and so I follow.

Okay new plan, save as many people as I can, starting with Fred Weasley, I say to myself as I run upstairs to the rooftops behind them.