TO HOGWARTS!
Day 4: Harry Potter
Day 5: Assassins Creed
Day 6: My little pony
Day 7: Your choice
Day 8: Super Smash Bros Brawl AND extra movie world, one of your choice and one of my choice :P
This sensation in my stomach, it was as familiar as my voice. This was my train sickness. I got up, ready for another day in another world. I yawned luxuriously, finally noticing my surroundings. It seemed like I was in a train stall, and the weird thing was, there were people with me in it.
They stared at me. "Hi?" I said nervously. "Where is this train headed?"
A girl with a bun held her hand out first, introducing me to this world. "Hello, my name is Hermione. These boys beside me are Harry and Ron. Now, according to the way you teleported here, I'm guessing you're a wizard in training."
Teleport? Now I was a wizard, apparently. "So, where are we headed?" I asked again.
"You don't know?" Hermione asked incredulously. "It's Hogwarts, the school of Witchcraft and wizardry." That sounded familiar... This was Harry Potter! How could I have forgotten? "Oh yeah!" I said, "And I'm actually a new wizard that's going to train in the school."
New wizard in training, huh. "Hmm, plenty of brains, seeking power, I'd say that's a Slytherin!" The talking hat announced.
What did I get myself into?! Cheers erupted from the table on the right side of the dining hall. I just arrived at Hogwarts an hour ago, and now here I am, a wizard with no wand. I shuffled anxiously into one of the bench spaces of the Slytherin table, attempting to be as unnoticeable as possible, but failing miserably. A ghost floated over to me, staring at me with ghastly eyes.
"You owe me a favor," He said with a hollow voice, and then floated away as if nothing happened. A girl beside me whispered in my ear, "That's Bloody Baron. You Shouldn't mess with him."
The name sent shivers down my back, which only made me regret the decision to go to. Hogwarts even more. I stuffed my hands into my pocket, realizing there were items inside. I snatched them out immediately, and the items made me gasp. It was a wand and a guide book of magic!
"Wow." I breathed, finally understanding why Bloody Baron said I owed him a favor, but there something about the way he looked at me that told me the thing I owed him wouldn't be anything simple.
"You heard me, girl." The ghost snarled, an inhuman noise which startled me. "I want that Potter dead by the end of the day, or your dragon frost wand will be snapped in half."
"Alright alright." I ushered. Bloody Baron was one impatient ghost.
I creeped along the the corriders, hoping to encounter Harry, and using this spell Bloody Baron gave me, something avada ca... cobra? I don't remember precisely. I waited patiently by the Griffindoor common room door, but Harry still hadn't come.
Wait. I hear footsteps. I raised my wand, remembering the swish and flick trick Bloody Baron also taught me. Here is comes! "A-"
I stopped mid spell, my blood running cold when I realized that it was Professor Snape, the potions teacher. "What brings you here, Laurie, on such a fine night." He asked, his voice filled with menace.
"N-Nothing, just a little late night practicing." I stammered. That was a terrible excuse.
"Then why don't you show me the spell you plan to perfect," He replied.
"Avada Keda-via?" I chanted, failing to perform the spell.
Professor Snape glared at me, "I'll show you how it's done." He said, pointing his black wand at me. "AVADA KEDAVARA!"
A green beam of light was directed at me, and the last thing I saw, was Bloody Baron snapping my want in half. Wow, that ghost does not go back on his word.
