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Chapter 7

The world was dark to me but I could hear voice's calling and shouting, someone was sobbing. Who it was I didn't know. It sounded like a girl, but what was I to know. It could have easily been a man.

"She's just a kid." A middle aged male voice said.

"I couldn't do anything. He was too fast." Another voice answered, much younger.

"This isn't your fault, Harry. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time." The older male replied.

"It's just too sad. She's so young." The sobbing voice said, a girl.

I opened my eyes as I was now fully awake but what I came up with was more darkness and the feel of fabric across my face. I lifted my hand up and dragged the fabric away as I sat up. My eyes took a second to adjust to the scene of the burnt down campsite. Ugh, this cannot be good.

Lots of people in strange clothing surrounded me. Some looked as if they had been to football matches whilst others wore long ropes. None were looking directly at me but it still made me feel nervous.

"What happened?" I asked as I felt my head, it throbbed a little.

The entirety of the crowd turned and looked down at me with wide surprised eyes. Then they were suddenly shouting and gasping.

"How is this possible?"

"Wasn't she hit with the curse?"

"It must have missed."

"Did nobody think to check for a pulse?"

"I was sure it hit."

They all talked at once. I pulled the black coat off me and started to get to my feet. Wobbling a lot. A girl with wild curly hair supported me and helped me to stand. Her eyes were swollen and red with tears.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Must have fainted. I had the craziest dream. Someone tried to kill me….wait….that happened didn't it?" I asked.

The girl smiled through tears. "Yeah, but you're going to be alright. Where's your family? Were they staying in a tent nearby?" She asked.

"Ah…erm…not exactly. I kind of just got here, I'm lost. Yes. Defiantly lost…." I trailed off as I looked around.

"That's okay we'll get you home. What's your name?" An older man with red hair asked me. I looked at him and cocked my head to the side.

"Grey Masen."

"Do you remember how you got here?" He asked.

I looked around nervously. I couldn't just tell this guy that I had randomly teleported in. That would be chaos.

"…no…" I said.

The man looked concerned. "Okay. Where do you live? Is it far?"

"That depends. Where am I now?" I asked.

The girl from earlier decided to speak up. " The peak district. England,"

I nodded with a smile. Ha, I'd like to see my father's men follow me here. "Then I suppose I'm a long way from home. An ocean away to be specific."

"Arthur, she's likely a muggle. Let the ministry take care of this." A man in dark robes told the red headed man. A boy with dark hair and glasses stepped up the girl with curly hair along with a red headed boy.

But this didn't really interest me. "Did you just call me 'Muggle'?" I asked incredulously. The man turned to me with narrowed eyes.

"We'll have to perform a memory charm also." He raised a stick.

"Oh hell no! You shoot me with that and I'll zap you into next week." I warned him.

"Could she be a witch?" The red headed boy asked.

"I've never seen her at Hogwarts before." The curly haired girl replied.

Hogwarts. Muggle. Random burned field in England. "Of course! I'm at the quidditch world cup obviously. How could I forget! Ireland did awesome." I announced, hoping I hadn't just confirmed that I was a crazy person. If that happened I'll just portal the hell away.

"Ah, momentary memory loss. Common with people that have been in your circumstance." The red head man said happily. "Lets find your family. They must be very worried."

The three teens started to lead me away from the crowd. Great. I'm in Harry Potter and the goblet of fire, aren't i? I need a wand…

"Sooo….what are your names?" I asked, already knowing.

"I'm Ron." The read said.

"Hermione." She said with a smile.

The dark haired boy looked hesitant. "I'm Harry."

I didn't react. No. 'Oh ma gawd, you're Harry Potter' from me. "Cool. I'm Felisity." I said now knowing that using my real name would be okay. They seemed surprised.

"But you said it was Grey Masen a moment ago." Hermione said confused.

"Yeah, I lied. You don't think I was going to tell a bunch of random british people my real name, right?" I shrugged it off.

"Oh…er…right. So why tell us?" Ron said.

" Felt like it." I said happily. "Plus, you guys aren't strange old men. Also, Harry here is totally famous."

"So you do know who he is." Ron stated.

"Well, when you're all together it isn't hard to figure out." I shrugged.

"You're not going to ask for an autograph or something?" Ron asked.

"Nope. Well, I better be going. Thanks for getting me a away from the crowd." I said and raised a hand, willing a portal to open.

Nothing.

I tried again. Nope. Nada. Zilch.

"Freaking awesome. Looks like I'm stuck here."

"What were you trying to do?" Harry asked.

"You know, open a portal, get back to my own world go I could figure out how to kill my father the king of hell." I said seriously.

"Are you serious?" Hermione asked.

"No, I'm Felisity." I joked. From the looks on their faces it seemed that they didn't get it.

They were giving me wide eyed stares as if they couldn't believe what I had just said. But after beating around the bush in the Twilight world I wasn't really interested in keeping my identity that much of a secret.

" I'll tell you guys because you're the good guys. I'm a witch from a different dimension. I was on the run from the devil, when I opened a portal and 'wham' field in England." I explained.

" I've read somewhere about a famous Wizard that claimed that he was from another dimension once. He didn't use a wand but soon adapted to using one." Hermione explained.

"Me too!" I looked behind us to see that nobody was following us before I made a small ball of fire in my hand. "I stole this off a witch in Peru. Fire balls," I smirked.

"That's amazing!" all three lent in to inspect my hand.

I put out the fire. "Yeah, pretty cool but I totally want a wand. That'll be so much fun! I'm so coming to school with you guys!" I laughed. "I'll just send a note to Dumbledore when I find some paper."

"You're coming to school with us? Can you even do that?"

"sure. Dumbles will be delighted to have me."

This might be fun.

So. I'm back…sorta. Should I even continue writing this story. Also if you've gotten this far. WELL DONE! the last 6 chapters were painful to read. My gosh, grammar alert. Anyway. Review, ne?