Well i'm back with chapter two!
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What The Hell?
Chapter two: Oh My God
I opened my eyes and sat up. My head was spinning and it felt like it had been hit with something hard. Perhaps someone had dropped something on me during Charms?
No. That didn't seem right. Although I couldn't for the life of me figure out why.
Then I remembered. Harry. The Mirror. Oh I was going to kill him. I was so going to kill him.
This was all his fault. Why didn't that surprise me? If I got detention for this then I was going to kill him. I was already in detention for near enough the rest of my life.
I did not need his help.
I looked around and frowned. What the hell? How in hell did I get here?
I was sat in the middle of the guys' dorms. Ok. That was weird I didn't remember coming here. I was in here often enough, true but I didn't remember making my way here before I came here.
Why did all of this feel so wrong, yet right at the same time. It wasn't unusual to find me in the guys dormitories. The girls liked to joke that I was more a guy than a girl but there still seemed to be something that I was missing. What the hell was it?
I looked around me more closely and realised that the guys dorms looked totally different from how I remembered them. But not because they had changed colour or anything drastic as that just because it didn't look like the guys dorms.
This had something to do with that mirror I just knew it! Harry was so dead when I got hold of him. That of course depended on whether I was going to be able to stand up in the next hour or so.
"Kendra?" I heard a voice shout.
"In here!" I shouted. The door banged open and Ron came hurtling in and said, "Jeez are you ok?" "Oh just peachy!" I snapped. He recoiled slightly and I sighed.
"Sorry Ron but I think I've hit my head it's killing me. I feel really sick." He rushed over to me and helped me to my feet. I rubbed the spot on my head and I could feel a lump the size of an egg rising under my hair.
I winced. Oh bloody brilliant! "What the hell happened? Why am I in here? Is everyone ok?" Ron smiled. "You can't be that ill the speed you were speaking there."
I blushed. That only made him grin more. Damn it! I should know how the guys worked by now! "Shut up!" I snapped his grin didn't move and neither did my blush. "Well?" I demanded "Are you going to tell me what's going on or not?" Ron looked at me and it was then I realised how troubled his eyes were.
"I don't know Kendra I really don't." Fear started to make its way into my system. "What about the others. Harry? Herminone? Are they ok?"
"They're ok." Ron said. "Then what's wrong?" I said latching onto the mournful tone in his voice. "Well…" He said. I narrowed my eyes. I knew that tone. That was the tone Ron used when he was trying to change the subject or deny the inevitable.
But I wasn't
"What. Happened."
I said slowly. "Well…"
At that moment the door to the boy's dormitories was thrown open and Harry and Herminone came rushing in.
They looked at me and said, "Ron you fond her." Herminone rushed over to me and said, "Kendra are you ok?"
I smiled and put my hand to the back of my head. "Yeah. I think." Harry grinned. In fact he was grinning like an idiot.
"What. Have. You. Done?" I said slowly. "Nothing! Nothing! Nothing at all." He said grinning like a mad scientist.
"Why don't I believe you?" I asked carefully. "Probably because he can't lie to you." Herminone said looking at the lump under my hair.
"You'll be pleased to know its only superficial Kendra some ice and it should go down."
"Brilliant." I said sarcastically. "Now we know I'm not going to die can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?"
At that moment the door banged open again and five people poured into the room.
"Have you guys found your friends?" A voice asked.
The voice belonged to a guy with messy black hair and hazel eyes. I did a double take looking between him and Harry.
I couldn't believe it. I was looking at a teenage James Potter.
Harry's father.
I looked past him and saw a sandy haired Remus Lupin, a black haired Sirius Black and a mousy haired Peter Pettigrew.
There was a girl with them.
The girl had long straight red hair and striking green eyes, just like Harry.
Lily Evans.
Lily rushed over to me. "I'm so pleased you're ok. You're friends were so worried about you."
"Er…" I said looking for words I wasn't sure I could find.
I turned to Harry who was grinning like an idiot again. I mouthed, "I am going to kill you."
He just winked and grinned and I turned back to Lily and said, "Thanks. I think."
But all I could think was, Oh my god.
"I mean Oh my god."