Chapter 2:
The Ministry Of Magic
" So have you had any luck?" Asked Sam. She was speaking to Alex, who was back on earth now.
"Not really, but they did say that there was an electrical disturbance when we connected to their planet."
" I do remember seeing the radio activity levels rising a little bit when we dialed out, but why did it only effect your sister and not you. I mean you did go first through the gate."
"You don't think that someone had this all planned out do you? Maybe they wanted to separate Roz and I" Alex told her. They both thought about it for a minute and then rushed off to find the general. They found general Landry in his office on the phone.
" Yes Mr. President, we have the situation under control. Yes sir, I will be sure to call you if anything changes. Okay sir, good-bye."
"So I am guessing that the President knows about Roz?" Alex asked.
"Yes he does, but he was not pressing for that many details, which is a good thing. What have you guys come up with?" Sam decided to answer him.
"Well we know that there definitely was radioactivity when Roz stepped through the gate and also the people of P3X-208 detected a high electrical current when the gate was dialed up." Alex then butted in,
"Yeah! And we also think that this was a deliberate attack on my sister and I. We think that they wanted us to be split up and I have a bad feeling that she might be in danger."
"Do you think that it was an inside job?" Landry asked.
"It could possibly be, but it might not. Alex and Roz are both royalty and are in hiding. Thus they have many enemies. It could be anyone at this point."
"True. This could be diplomatic or even Goa'uld or Ori based. At this point it's no telling what is going on." Landry put in.
"I just wish I knew where she was and that she was safe." Alex said. Little did he know what was going on with me right now.
Back At Hogwarts...
It took me about 2 more days to feel up to par to move around and that was when I was taken up to the headmaster's office by McGonagall. I got to see a little of of the school and it brought back memories of my old home on Candora because our castle looked the same. The walls were built of stone and looked to be very old. The one thing I did notice was that there were small hints that this place was different. Like I swear when we walked past this suit of armor, it moved and I thought I saw a ghost floating above me, but I might have imagined it. We went up several flights of stairs and I swear that I felt some of the stairs move and the paintings on the wall also seemed like they were real as well.
Soon we got to the sixth floor, I was counting, and we stopped in front of this stone gargoyle. McGonagall turned to it and said,
"Lemon Drop!" and with that the statue sprang to life and hopped to the other side as the wall behind him split in two. It was then that I saw the spiral staircase hidden behind the wall.
"Now that I wasn't expecting!" I exclaimed. She turned to me with a look that said 'I know' and motioned for to get on the stairs. Now when I think of stairs, I think climbing them, but instead the staircase moved upward like an escalator and as we stepped on to it the wall closed shut behind us. When it stopped moving, we were in front of a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of griffin. She knocked on the door and it slowly opened. She told me to wait there and went in.
"Bring her in." I heard Dumbledore say and McGonagall came back to get me. I hesitated at first, but finally I fallowed her. The room I stepped into was very neat and also big. It was a beautiful circular room that I noticed had some strange sounds. In the room were a number of strange circular objects that stood on spindle-legged tables and they were whirring and emitting puffs of smoke. On the walls were portraits of old men and women, who were probably old headmasters and headmistresses. Some of them looked like they were sleeping and others looked like they were awake. There also was a huge claw-footed desk, which Dumbledore was sitting behind and behind him was a shelf that had sitting on it a shabby, tattered wizard's hat.
It was also at that time, that I noticed there was one other person in the room besides the three of us. The man had rumpled gray hair and was wearing quite an interesting set of clothing: a pinstriped suit, a scarlet tie, a long black cloak, and purple pointed boots. He also had a lime-green bowler hat under his arm.
"Ah I see that you are doing much better, than when I last saw you!" Dumbledore exclaimed.
"I feel better too, but still confused of how I got here and why I am here." I said.
"Well hopefully we can solve this problem and keep all this a secret." said the strange man.
"Ah I forgot to introduce our guest. This is Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic!" the old wizard explained to me. I did a slight curtsy and muttered ' how do you do'. Dumbledore continued,
"He is here to help us with our little problem..."
"You trespassing on our school and of course you being a muggle and all, you really shouldn't even be here right now!" interjected the minister.
"A muggle?" Now I was really confused.
"It's what we call non-magical folk. You see, this school has a spell on it, so if a muggle passes it all they will see is something else and not the school." McGonagall explained to me.
"Okay? So then why am I here? I mean I wasn't even passing by here when I left the star..." I stopped short because I was about to reveal who I really was and also information about the Stargate program.
"'The Star' what?" Fudge prompted me. I hesitated, trying to find an excuse or story, anything that would not blow my cover. Sadly nothing came to my mind and after throughly thinking it over, I decided to tell them the truth. Taking a deep breath I began my story,
"First off my real name is Rosalind Emily Adams, Princess of Candoria. When I was little, my older brother and I left our home and came here to earth to go into hiding because our planet was at war with the one next to ours. We have been living with a friend of our mother's in Colorado. The person we are staying with is part of a program called the Stargate program and it is designed to explore other planets and galaxies using a thing called the Stargate.
"My brother and I were going on a training mission, when we went through the Stargate last. All I remember when I went through, was hearing a loud bang and feeling a weird type pf energy. Something must have gone wrong and well, I ended up here as you can tell. What I just told you must be kept a secret though because if anything was to leak out about the Stargate program, it could spell disaster for my aunt and all the others." I took a breath and looked around at the others in the room. I saw looks of shock and amazement. The silence was deafening and I was waiting for someone to say something. It was the minister who broke the silence first.
"Well this is definitely not what I was expecting. It does change everything including our decision on what we are going to do with you." With that he gestured to the others and they went into a somewhat huddle. I just stood there and hoped that I would make it back home in one piece. It seemed like forever, but soon they were done and all eyes were back on me. I suddenly felt nervous, but I hide it well with a complete look of confidence.
"Ms. Adams, we have decided that you are no threat to us, but we will be keeping you here until you have contacted your people or we have." I breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the headmaster and find out what was next. It looked like he was deep in conversation with the tall witch. Finally they stopped talking and turned to me.
"Well since you will be staying here, it means that you will attend classes here and become one of our students. And we could always..."
"But wait!"I interrupted,"I am not a witch, so how am I going to attend here if I can't do anything that y'all teach?" I impatiently waited for an answer, but I immediately got one.
"What I was about to say before you interrupted me was that, we can say that you are a transfer student from America. And as to the problem of you being a witch, well that is not one because you Miss Adams are indeed a witch."
