Insanity, Insanity, when will you ever learn? Anyways, I hope everyone enjoys this chapter, I had loads of fun writing it. On with the show!
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"So Moony, what do you think of those kids who appeared out of nowhere?"
"Personally, I think they might not be completely sane but…." He shrugged. "Who knows, maybe they were just confused or something." James frowned. He glanced at the door of the Hospital Wing again for the fourth time. Sirius sighed.
"Just go in already!" And with that Sirius flung open the doors and shoved James in before entering himself, only to find……..
…..that he was at Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans point.
"Don't move," Harry said calmly, "unless you want me to-" Here he was cut off by Hermione who looked exasperated and was waving a sleek black stick at him. A very familiar black stick. His wand in fact. Harry's face reddened.
"Oh. I knew that." Hermione only sighed as she tossed the wand to Harry who caught it instantly, courtesy of his Seeker instincts. Still bright red, he chucked the jelly beans at Ron's head who was still laughing his head off. "Shut up."
Sirius looked bewildered. "Were you threatening me?" Harry shook his head sheepishly, fingering his wand. "Err, actually, it was just a reflex. Sorry about that. Now, I guess you're wondering who we were?" All the Marauders nodded eagerly, however, suddenly they heard a voice.
"I'd like to know as well." Everyone's heads whipped around and they saw the owner of the voice. Headmaster Dumbledore. Hermione's mouth moved in a silent uh-oh as she stared. Surprisingly, it was Ron who took control and saved all their butts.
"Well you see sir, my name is Ron Chudley and these are my friends Hermione Cannons and Harry Team. We were on our way to Mars because it was red and Harry's tea leaves said he was going to drown in a giant half-melted marshmallow. Unfortunately, we lost our way and somehow managed to Apparate here." Or maybe not. For the thousandth time, Hermoine asked annoyed, "Ron, when will you read Hogwarts: A History? It clearly states you CANNOT Apparate here!" Turning around, she smiled brightly at the amused looking Dumbledore. "I'm sorry sir, my friend thought he could entertain you but obviously that isn't the truth." Behind her Ron grumbled and Hermione spun around, gave him her Glare Of Doom, and turned back to Dumbledore with a cheerful grin. "Where was I? Oh yes, the truth is, our real names are Hermione Greater, Ronald Weatherby, and Harry Possible. We were actually sent here somehow by our parents before they disappeared. Sadly, we came in some unheard of way and poor Ron is still foggy on what happened. So, until our parents pick us up again, can we stay here and learn and stuff?" Hermione said this all very fast and in one breath so her face was rather red by the end but she still managed to look hopefully at Dumbledore.
There was a long pause and then Harry burst out laughing. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow in his direction and inquired, "What happens to be so funny Mister Possible?" Harry slowly stopped laughing and looked down at his hands. "I'm sorry sir, it's just that this all seems so surreal, I mean, I can't believe it was just thirty minutes ago that we were on a picnic when men in black cloaks came. And now we're here. It just seems like a dream."
Dumbledore looked at the Trio thoughtfully. "Black cloaks hmm?" he mused. Suddenly he seemed to come to a decision. "Alright, you may stay. Please go with Misters Potter, Black, Lupin, and Pettigrew. You will stay in their dorms. That is if that's alright with you Miss Greater? I thought you might feel more comfortable with your friends so…."
Hermione forced a smile. "That's fine sir!"
Dumbledore nodded satisfactorily "Excellent. Come to my office tomorrow at 9'o clock to be sorted." He rose and just before leaving said, "Good-night."
They all smiled cheerily and waved. As soon as the door shut, Hermione whirled around and said frostily in a tone of voice that said Listen Or Die, "No one, and I mean NO ONE will invade my privacy, walk around undressed, or forget there is a lady in your dorm. Understand? Good." With that, she stood up, marched over to the door, and cocked an eyebrow at the flabbergasted Marauders. "Well, aren't you going to lead the way?"
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Woo! Go 'Mione! ...Err, sorry 'bout that, got caught up in the moment. Anyways, please review because that makes us happy. And happy authors write happy stories! Or something like that. On second thought, who cares? Just review. Or face my wrath. For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about when I say 'face my wrath', look on the profile page, my section Sarcasm, under number two. Thank you. This is Sarcasm, signing out.
