When vision came back to me, I was in a line of twelve year olds, and we were standing on front of a crowd of other kids and teenagers. Everyone was wearing black robes, and the ceiling opened up to the sky.
"What's going on?" I asked one of the kids standing next to me.
"Seriously?" he replied. "This is only one of the biggest moments of our lives!"
"I'm sorry, but I really do not know what is going on." I told the kid. "Now, what's going on, and where are we?"
"We're in Hogwarts." The boy told me. "We're about to get sorted into our houses."
"Why is everyone wearing black robes?"
"Do you have amnesia or something?" The boy snapped. "You're supposed to know all of this- unless…" the boy's eyes grew wide. "Are you a muggle?"
"What's a muggle?" I asked.
"You are! You're a muggle who wandered onto the Hogwarts property-"
"Seriously! Am I the only one who has read Hogwarts, a History?" A girl with bushy brown hair asked. "Muggles simply can't wander onto school property."
"Will someone please tell me what a muggle is?" I shouted, and at once everyone in the school looked over at me.
Great. Now I had the attention of a school of witches.
"Who is that?" asked an old woman with a bun in her hair.
I started backing up as the kids around me started to glare at me. Just as I thought I was going to be killed by, of all things, a group of adolescents, someone shouted, "Is that Harry Potter?"
The attention was turned away from me, and I ran out of the large room full of people.
Outside of the Great Hall, I began to search for the front door out of the school. Instead of finding the door, I found a group of transparent ghostly people and screamed.
The ghosts turned to look at me. One of them was fat and short, and the other one was a young girl with glasses.
"Oh, look, another person!" The girl ghost wailed. "The one day that we ghosts get to be in peace, and the peace is ruined!"
"Don't listen to Myrtle," the other ghost told me. "She's had a bad day."
"I'm right here, you know!" Myrtle shouted, and flew off through a wall.
The remaining ghost turned back to me. "Are you lost?" he asked me.
"Um, no, how do you get out of here?" I asked.
"Well, the door is right there." The ghost told me.
"No, I mean out of the school."
"I'm afraid there is no way out of the school grounds at the moment. Hogwarts is the safest place in Britain, though, so-"
"I'm in Britain?"
"Yes. How did you not know that?"
I sighed and sat down on the ground.
"Are you okay?" The ghost asked me.
"I'm fine." I told the ghost. "At least, I think I am."
"Okay." The ghost said happily, and started humming.
I started staring at a picture of a flower in a field of grass to pass the time. Then the ghost asked, "Are you ready to go back to the feast?"
"Oh, no. I don't want to go back there."
"But you have to go back there. You clearly haven't been sorted yet, and there might still be time for you. You might even end up in Hufflepuff!"
"I don't want to end up in a house in a school of witchcraft!"
"No, no, no, no, no, it's witchcraft and wizardry." The ghost corrected.
"I almost got attacked by a line of twelve year olds-"
"They're eleven-"
"Until someone shouted the name Harry Potter and I managed to get away-"
"Harry Potter is here?" The ghost asked. "Where? At the feast? I have to get his autograph!"
"Wait!" I shouted as the ghost flew away. The ghost ignored me and went through the wall, and I was left alone.
Since there was nothing left to do but walk on, I started to walk.
As I walked through what looked like an old torture room, I saw a small black cat with bulging yellow eyes.
"What happened to you?" I asked it, and then it vanished into the shadows.
"Intruder!" I suddenly heard someone yell behind me, and I took off running. Again. For like the third time that day.
I came across a door and ran to open it- and then slammed into the wall. I groaned as I realized that the door had been painted onto the wall.
I heard the sound of laughter, and saw that the paintings were alive and moving.
"It's a wall, moron," One of the paintings yelled at me.
"I know that now," I snapped at it. Then I started running again.
I got to a staircase and started to run up it.
All of a sudden, it started to move. It rotated so that it ended up on the other side of the second floor of the school, where there was a whole crowd of people.
None of the people noticed me on the stairs, so I joined their group and followed along a little behind them.
The students went up another floor and then went behind a door that was pretending to be a curtain, and then finally got to another door with an eagle head doorknock on it.
A girl at the front of the group turned to face the rest of us. "In order to get into the Ravenclaw common room, you have to answer a question."
A boy in the middle of the group raised his hand. "What if sometimes we can't-"
After a moment of silence, the girl in charge asked, "Can't what?"
The boy held up his index finger for a few seconds. Then he finished. "What if we can't speak?"
"Then just wait until you can speak." The girl answered. "Any more questions? No?" and then she turned to the door, knocked on it three times, and waited.
"How are wands made?" The door asked the girl.
The girl answered in a quiet voice, and the door swung open to let her in.
One by one, all of the Ravenclaws had to answer a question asked by the door. All of the questions had answers that I wouldn't know the answer to.
Finally, though, it was my turn. I glanced at the twenty people behind me who looked exhausted, and then looked at the door.
"Please be easy," I whispered, and knocked on the door.
"How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"
I stared at the door. "I don't know. How many deer could a reindeer rain if a reindeer could rain deer?"
"How many necks could a necklace lace if a necklace could lace necks?"
I turned to face the twenty people behind me. "I think your door is broken."
"Then fix it!" someone shouted.
I turned back to the door. "Can you please open for me? I need a place to sleep tonight and I'll be gone tomorrow."
"How much snow could a snowman snow if a snowman could snow men?"
"That one doesn't even make sense!" I told the door.
"Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear. Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair. Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he?"
"Fuzzy was fuzzy because hair is different than fur. Now let me in!" I answered.
The door swung open to reveal a navy blue room. A spiral staircase went up to the ceiling, and another one went down under the ground. A bust with a tiara on its head was in the middle of the room.
I darted in before the door could close.
Once inside the Ravenclaw hideout, I found a chair that nobody was sitting in and fell into an extremely deep sleep.
BANG!
I jumped out of the chair and hit my head on a book that just happened to be floating over my head.
The girl who had been leading the group of Ravenclaws before was standing over me, frowning.
"Why aren't you in class?" She snapped.
"What?" I asked.
"You're not even dressed like a witch. Ravenclaws are supposed to be the best! We can't have a slacker dragging us down!" The girl shouted.
"What?" I asked again.
"Do you even know what your classes are? Of course not! I'll bet you missed breakfast!"
At the mention of food, my eyes started to water, and I realized how truley hungry I really was.
"Is there any place I can get food?" I asked the girl.
The girl just snorted and left the room.
I stood up and left the Ravenclaw common room in search of food. If this place had food, they had to have a kitchen.
The hallways were quiet and dark, which seemed eerie now that there was no one around.
I reached a staircase and stepped on it nervously, afraid it would start to rotate. It didn't.
"Thank you, staircase," I muttered, and then stepped on the next step- which vanished the second I put my weight on it. I fell forward and my foot got stuck in the vanishing step.
After spending ten minutes trying to get my foot out, I gave up and just waited for someone to help me, thinking about how hungry I was.
Finally, two twins walked by on the floor below the staircase. "Hey!" I shouted at them. "Can you help me!"
They turned to look at me, and at once started laughing.
"How did you get up there?" One of them called.
"It's a long story!" I shouted back. "Can you please help me?"
The boys walked closer, and I realized that they were twins, both with red hair and freckles.
"What's your name?" One of them asked me, while the other one tried to pull my foot out of the staircase.
"Cara." I answered. "What's-"
My foot came loose, and I slid down the rest of the staircase, headfirst, screaming.
The twins raced down the staircase behind me, laughing their heads off. When I finally got to the bottom, I was face-to-face with the black cat from the night before.
When the twins saw the cat, they stopped laughing.
"Well, we need to leave." One of hen told me as I got to my feet. Then they sprinted away from the cat.
I sprinted after them. "What's wrong with the cat?" I asked.
"When Mrs. Norris is around, Filch is not far behind." One twin answered, and they ran behind a tapestry.
"What are your names?" I asked.
"Fred and George Weasley." They both answered at once.
We came across a staircase and ran up it, and then ran down a random hallway. When we got to the end, we saw that it was blocked.
"Other way," George said, and we turned to run back the way we came. When we got back to the staircase, we saw Filch coming up the stairs.
Filch was old and had greasy hair and a warty face. His teeth looked broken and his back was hunched.
The twins and I turned to run back down the hallway. When we got to the end, we turned back to face the angry old man that was Filch.
"Quick! There!" Fred shouted, and pulled us into a door that I knew had not been there before. On the other side of the door was a broom closet with a peephole in the door.
Fred stared out of the peephole and we all held our breath as we waited for Filch to either find us or leave us.
Finally, Fred told us, "He's gone."
I opened the door and left the broom closet. "Where did that door come from? It wasn't here before." I asked.
"Who knows? Who cares?" George replied.
My stomach gave a loud rumble. "Do you happen to know where the food in this place is?"
"Follow us," Fred replied, and led the way to the third floor. Eventually, we came across a large pairing of a fruit bowl.
"Haha." I told them. "Very funny."
Neither one of them said anything. George reached up to tickle a pear in the drawing. The pear gave a loud giggle, and turned into a doorknob, which George used to open the painting.
He went through the doorway first, and then I went. Then I screamed.
There were a bunch of creatures behind the door that weren't human. They had leathery skin and large bat ears, and had different sized noses. They all wore white pillow cases and had large eyes, and only were as tall as my waist.
"What are they?" I gasped.
"House elves!" Fred replied.
One of the house elves walked over to us. "What does master Fred and master George want to eat?" It asked.
"Anything that's ready." George told it.
"Yes, sir." The house elf replied, and bowed.
"Thank you, Doppy." George told it.
Within seconds, the elf was back with a bowl of stew, which it handed directly to me.
"Thank you." I told Doppy.
As I ate as much of the stew as I could, Fred and George started asking me questions.
"Why aren't you wearing the school uniform?" Fred asked me.
"I'm not supposed to be here." I told them. "I was teleported here from space."
Both of them looked at me like I had lost my mind. "Are you a muggle?"
"What's a muggle?" I asked.
"Non Magic folk." George answered.
"Then yes. I am a muggle." I told them.
A bell rang, and Fred and George jumped to their feet. "We have to go. We can't skip another class."
Then they left the kitchen before I could do anything else.
Doppy walked up to me. "Are you finished?" She asked me.
"Yes- actually, can you show me the way out of this school?" I asked.
Doppy frowned. "I can't, miss. I have to finish cooking."
I left the kitchen without saying anything else.
People had now filled the hallway, so I tapped one of them on the shoulder. "Do you know how to get out of this building?" I asked.
"You have Care of Magical Creatures?" The student asked.
"Yes," I lied.
"Then follow me." They said, and I followed them, all the way down the stairs to a huge front door. When we walked out of the door, I looked back and saw the huge building that I had been in- it was a castle.
"Wow, that place is huge!" I said as I came out of the massive castle.
The student that I was following had walked on, so I followed after them, past a lake, and over to a large tree.
The tree looked dark and ominous, and its branches waved around threateningly. "What kind of tree is that?" I asked.
"It's a whomping willow," The student told me.
I walked up to the tree, and reached out to touch it.
All of a sudden, something hard hit me from the left, and I was sent flying. The tree was writhing, trying to get out of the ground. A huge branch reached out to hit me over the head-
Then suddenly everything vanished.
