Chapter 3
When I looked at the man in black, I felt like fainting. This must be a dream, I thought to myself. But, like most nightmares you have, it wasn't. It was Darth Vader. He looked at all of us and then at me.
Pointing at me he said, "Alyssa, I am your father!" How oddly familiar that voice was. Not like the real movie character, but someone else whom Harry, Ron and Hermione knew best.
I walked up to the person, who was no taller than I was and I pulled off their mask. Silver blonde hair shined in the light and the two guards behind them stupidly took off their masks, too. It was none other than Draco Malfoy and his faithful cronies, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well, Potter," Malfoy drooled, "looks like you're in a little corner now. I'm not sure Professor Dumbledork is going to like it when he finds out you snuck out of the castle at 1 in the morning. If I were headmaster, I would expel you faster than light. It's a shame that that muggle-loving fool is too fond of scardy-cat Potter and his faithful companions Granger and Weasley." Harry and George fought to keep Ron from attacking Malfoy, but I got there first. With one punch, he was rolling on the floor, holding his eye in pan. Crabbe and Goyle, not knowing what to do, just stood there and watching Malfoy.
"What are you two statues doing? Get them!" Malfoy pointed at us. We out numbered Malfoy and his two cronies 10-3 and it wasn't much of a battle. Chris and I went after Goyle, Jeremy, Chelsea and Sam attacked Crabbe while Harry, Hermione, and Ron cursed Malfoy. Whatever Fred and George were doing, I had no idea; but I did when we heard Malfoy scream:
"I'll be back, Potter!"
ZAP!!! Bang!!!
Ten of us appeared on a bridge in front of a sign that read on one side, "Welcome to California" and on the other side, "Welcome to Arizona." I fell to my knees. Oh, great! It was the last thing that I wanted! I could hear Jeremy and Chelsea right next to me, talking in whispers. When I looked around, I was only nine of us. "Where is Sam?" I asked when I noticed him missing. Everyone looked around, but the tuba player seemed to be missing.
"Hey, Alyssa," Jeremy and Chelsea said, "Do you know exactly where we are?"
"The dessert?" I joked, but then added, "The border of Arizona and California. This is the Colorado river that we happen to be standing right over." It must have been around midnight. The place was almost deserted and the moon shone bright as if it was a nice, summer night instead of dead winter.
"Oh, man!" Jeremy cried, "If it's late here, then what time do you think it would be in our area?" I had never thought about that. Home seemed like a dream and two years away. Mother must be frantic by now! Especially if the firemen got through to the band room and we were missing!" I shook my head as if to tell myself that this was all a dream.
Chelsea grumbled and sighed.
"C'mon, it's not that bad," I said, trying to convince myself more than I was trying to tell others. "You know," I added, "I wonder if Ryan ever regained consciousness. Do you think he's still under that big snow pile?" Jeremy and Chris smiled while Chelsea frowned. She wasn't in a good mood.
"That is very insensitive of you, Alyssa!" Chelsea cried and then yelled, "Banaromia!" Looking at the four of us, she added, "I'm sick and tired and I want to go home!" Chelsea walked through the hole in front of her as a car passed making it look like she walked right into a semi. Looking around, Jeremy sighed and repeated the spell that opened a hold in midair. I couldn't believe my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Alyssa," Jeremy said finally, "I guess we're all tired. Don't mind, Chelsea. We'd better go," Jeremy was all he said. I stood there with Chris and Sam. I didn't care whether I was tired or what my mom thought. I was having the adventure of my life! And then Chelsea and Jeremy had to ruin it! When Jeremy went through the whole, I turned around and started kicking the bridge. It was dumb and it hurt, but I still wanted to kick it for all that it was worth. Chris had to put me under a body-bind spell so that I wouldn't hurt myself. I just lied there, at the edge of the bridge as it if I was tied up.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, the twins, Chris and Sam all looked down at me in pity. Tears that I tried to keep back were running down my cheeks like a stream. As soon as the spell was lifted off of me, I sat there, my hands covering my face. No one seemed to move. Silence; something I always hated. Hermione sat down next to me and put her arm around me. Harry looked puzzled at Ron who then turned to Chris and Sam, wondering what to do. Finally Fred (or was it George?) spoke up.
"Hey! I've a brilliant idea! Do you guys and girl," he added to me, "want to come to Hogwarts! We'll give Draco a run for his money!" The other twin looked excited and he yelled on the top of his lungs, "Enlagartia!" A hole appeared right in front of us and George motioned everyone to go through it. We all went through it…
"Weasleys! Potter! Granger!"
Harry turned around. "Uh-oh…"
When I looked at the man in black, I felt like fainting. This must be a dream, I thought to myself. But, like most nightmares you have, it wasn't. It was Darth Vader. He looked at all of us and then at me.
Pointing at me he said, "Alyssa, I am your father!" How oddly familiar that voice was. Not like the real movie character, but someone else whom Harry, Ron and Hermione knew best.
I walked up to the person, who was no taller than I was and I pulled off their mask. Silver blonde hair shined in the light and the two guards behind them stupidly took off their masks, too. It was none other than Draco Malfoy and his faithful cronies, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well, Potter," Malfoy drooled, "looks like you're in a little corner now. I'm not sure Professor Dumbledork is going to like it when he finds out you snuck out of the castle at 1 in the morning. If I were headmaster, I would expel you faster than light. It's a shame that that muggle-loving fool is too fond of scardy-cat Potter and his faithful companions Granger and Weasley." Harry and George fought to keep Ron from attacking Malfoy, but I got there first. With one punch, he was rolling on the floor, holding his eye in pan. Crabbe and Goyle, not knowing what to do, just stood there and watching Malfoy.
"What are you two statues doing? Get them!" Malfoy pointed at us. We out numbered Malfoy and his two cronies 10-3 and it wasn't much of a battle. Chris and I went after Goyle, Jeremy, Chelsea and Sam attacked Crabbe while Harry, Hermione, and Ron cursed Malfoy. Whatever Fred and George were doing, I had no idea; but I did when we heard Malfoy scream:
"I'll be back, Potter!"
ZAP!!! Bang!!!
Ten of us appeared on a bridge in front of a sign that read on one side, "Welcome to California" and on the other side, "Welcome to Arizona." I fell to my knees. Oh, great! It was the last thing that I wanted! I could hear Jeremy and Chelsea right next to me, talking in whispers. When I looked around, I was only nine of us. "Where is Sam?" I asked when I noticed him missing. Everyone looked around, but the tuba player seemed to be missing.
"Hey, Alyssa," Jeremy and Chelsea said, "Do you know exactly where we are?"
"The dessert?" I joked, but then added, "The border of Arizona and California. This is the Colorado river that we happen to be standing right over." It must have been around midnight. The place was almost deserted and the moon shone bright as if it was a nice, summer night instead of dead winter.
"Oh, man!" Jeremy cried, "If it's late here, then what time do you think it would be in our area?" I had never thought about that. Home seemed like a dream and two years away. Mother must be frantic by now! Especially if the firemen got through to the band room and we were missing!" I shook my head as if to tell myself that this was all a dream.
Chelsea grumbled and sighed.
"C'mon, it's not that bad," I said, trying to convince myself more than I was trying to tell others. "You know," I added, "I wonder if Ryan ever regained consciousness. Do you think he's still under that big snow pile?" Jeremy and Chris smiled while Chelsea frowned. She wasn't in a good mood.
"That is very insensitive of you, Alyssa!" Chelsea cried and then yelled, "Banaromia!" Looking at the four of us, she added, "I'm sick and tired and I want to go home!" Chelsea walked through the hole in front of her as a car passed making it look like she walked right into a semi. Looking around, Jeremy sighed and repeated the spell that opened a hold in midair. I couldn't believe my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Alyssa," Jeremy said finally, "I guess we're all tired. Don't mind, Chelsea. We'd better go," Jeremy was all he said. I stood there with Chris and Sam. I didn't care whether I was tired or what my mom thought. I was having the adventure of my life! And then Chelsea and Jeremy had to ruin it! When Jeremy went through the whole, I turned around and started kicking the bridge. It was dumb and it hurt, but I still wanted to kick it for all that it was worth. Chris had to put me under a body-bind spell so that I wouldn't hurt myself. I just lied there, at the edge of the bridge as it if I was tied up.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, the twins, Chris and Sam all looked down at me in pity. Tears that I tried to keep back were running down my cheeks like a stream. As soon as the spell was lifted off of me, I sat there, my hands covering my face. No one seemed to move. Silence; something I always hated. Hermione sat down next to me and put her arm around me. Harry looked puzzled at Ron who then turned to Chris and Sam, wondering what to do. Finally Fred (or was it George?) spoke up.
"Hey! I've a brilliant idea! Do you guys and girl," he added to me, "want to come to Hogwarts! We'll give Draco a run for his money!" The other twin looked excited and he yelled on the top of his lungs, "Enlagartia!" A hole appeared right in front of us and George motioned everyone to go through it. We all went through it…
"Weasleys! Potter! Granger!"
Harry turned around. "Uh-oh…"
