Moley hurried down the short hallway after shutting the secret door. She didn't care about what the werker guy had to say, cuz it sounded like he was crazy anyweys. As she reeched the door of the data core, it opened ahtomaticly. Agen the dor tecnolegy in Hell impresed Moley, and she made a nother mental note to instal ahtomatic dors. Then a robot voice started saying stuffs.
"Being identefide: Moley Dubledore. Awayting orders." Moley was relly super confused. The data core was a dome-shaped room with a chare like a dentist chare but lether and nice looking in the midle of it. There were swiches and stuff on the wall, and there was a speeker in the ceeling, and a curved shelf that went around the chare kinda, like it was a meter-ish awey and it didnt totelly ensercle the chare.
"What is this plase?" asked Moley to the computer-robot-thing, hoping it wood anser.
"This is the Digetel Core Relayer prototype," replyed the robot. "Or codename Data Core Room. I, Robot, am in control of this room and all tecnolegy in it. Beings may be transporded after geting set up corectly in the chare you can see here." A brite spotlite sudenly clicked on over the chare.
"So… do I just sit?" sed Moley as she slowly went up to the seat.
"Afermative, then the transportashen setup will begin." Moley wans't relly sure if this was gonna be safe, but she new she woodn't make it any longer hideing in hell. Moley threw her coshens to the bad Hell ventelashen system and got in the chare. "Seeted being detected. Locking all entrenses." Moley herd big clunks as the thick dores were locked. "Prepare being for transport." A cleer case emerged from the flor and rotaded till it was over the chare and conected to the flor on the other side. "Spesify transport destinashen."
"Hockwards Scool Of Wichcraft and Wizerding." comanded Moley.
"Destinashen not avaleble. Avaleble destinashens are as folows: the Grey. These are all destinashens avaleble at this time. Spesify destinashen." Moley didn't no wat the Grey was, but she new it was somewere other then Hell.
"The Grey."
"Locashen acsepded. Conecshen established: transport in fifteen secends. Moley Dubledore is advised to close her eyebals until instrucded to open." Moley gulped as she sqweezed her eyelids tite over her seeing-balls. She herd a humming noise coming from below her and then a zappy kinda noise. Then sudenly a noise of like sparks flying, and the flore started to shake. Moley grabed on to the chare arms relly tite as all hell broke loose. (hehe) She herd the cleer screen thingy above her smash and little bits of glass fell on her face. Moley shook them off but then she was sudenly falling! It was only for one second tho, like esacly one second, then she landed on the ground. Moley's hed went "bam!" on the ground and her site went black.
When Moley woke up, maybe ten or maybe a hundred minets later (she new it was the same day cuz she had a premonitshen dreem that sed so), she was lying on the ground on her belly, her arms out like she was snuggeling with the ground. Her hed was agen going thun-thun-thun, and Moley wondered when her hed wood lern it was so done with. She sat up slowly and looked around, but all she saw other than the greyish-green grass was blackness. Like the hole sky was pich black but she cood somehow see the grass and herself fine. Moley turned around and it looked the same that way to. But! It didn't look all the same, cuz in the distense Moley cood see a litle cabin with smokes coming out of the chimeny.
Moley got up qwickly, but then her hed was relly hurty agen.
"Grr"she groweld feersely at her hed. She relly wanted to run all the way to the house and see if she cood fineally find someone nise other then Jenifer Everdene, but her hed was betreying her. "How dare you brane" she sed as she started to walk towards the distent house. "I'm so hungry… I didn't even eat brekfest wen I was at Hockwards befor I was taken. I just want food, brane, is that so bad?"
Moley's hed herted so much she wasn't even gonna try to heel her broken hed with her non-wand majics, cuz it wood prolly give her more pane anyweys. As she slowly continude on, the pane got werse. Moley hoped someone in thr cabin new ferst-ade and had some Marvel carecter bandeges. She liked Marvel bandeges.
Wen she fineally reeched the lone house her hed was going BAM-BAM-BAM and she was relly on the ege of crying. She went up slowly and leened agesnt it and noced on the door in time with her throbing hedacke. And! Sudenly it felt like her hed went super esplodey, like that was how super intense were the panes! Moley pased out agen. As she fell she thot she felt her dad's long beerd curl around her, then she slid in to darkness.
Dubledor was siting next to the bed as Moley awoke.
"Good," he sed wisely. "Your back awake agen." After she blinked a litle and took in her suroundings, Moley sudenly bolted up and leened over and gave her dad a hug.
"How long was I asleep? And how is my hedacke gone?" she asked as she broke awey and leened on her pilows.
"I used a simple spell on you, so you shud feel relly well rested, nicely full, and hedacke free." Moley relly aprecheated the spell. "But I'm not really sure how long you were asleep for, in the Grey you can't really mesure time. Oh, yes, and your in the Grey, the plase were speerits go before going to heven or hell." Moley noded.
"Ya I new that, the robot told me this was the only plase I cud be transporded."
"Transporded? Robot? How esactly did you get here? I asume your wand is broken, or else you wood be back at Hockwards by now."
"Ya, I didn't teleport back soon enuf. I was kidnaped from Hockwards by Moley, on Saten's behave. I escaped tho, and I was destgroying files wen Ron broke my wand in too. So I got a disgise and I sabetajed there food suply before ending going to the data core. I didn't no wen I was on my way, but its not relly a computer or anything. It's a transpertashen system, and I needed to get out of Hell, but the robot voice sed the Grey was the only plase avalebel. So it transporded me, but something malfunshened and I fell and hit my hed on the ground here in the Grey." Dubledore stroked his masive beerd thotfully, then stoped and looked back to Moley.
"I supose your majic forse must have powerd up the mashine so much it acshelly werked, alltho not perfecly. How did you manege emoshenelly with becomeing an etherel? I hope you… What is…? Oh, Moley…"
Moley's fase went super wite and suprized. "W- I thot he was crazy…"
Dubledore leened in slowly. "I'm so sorry Moley." Moley looked big-eyed at the bed. Then her body went shakey shakey and she started crying relly hard. She had became a wizerd-gost and didn't even notise.
"B-but a man sed etherals coodn't be transporded" sed Moley in between sobs.
"I think they only didn't make it becuse they weren't stron enouh, Moley, and your relly strong and have a big majic forse. The bigest majic forse I've ever felt."
"Does th-this meen I can't go back to erth?" she sed, muces streeming out her nostrels. Dubledore relly didn't want to sey anymore bad news, but he had to.
"You can't go without a proper body for your etheral self to be in." Moley broke down more as she herd the bad news, and it wiped awey her hope like a Mr. Cleen majic eraser. "Even tho it'll be very tuff, I swer Moley, there's alweys a wey to get around obstecels. Something well show itself to us and then well have our selushen." But!
Then a relly loud banging on the dore hapened! Dubledore's eyebrows went like a V in fustrashen. "Moley, we mite have to leeve here." he sed to his dauter. Moley got up slowly as Dubledore went to the door, and she opened the window, redy to jump out.
Dubledore opened the door.
"Are you Abus Dubledore?" asked a young, suited man.
"No, I am not Dubledore." he replyed camly and smartly. "He is far awey from here."
"Dubledore is far awey." repeeted the young agent.
"Yes, and this house is permited as well."
"Oh. Sory for bothering you sir." He turned and walked awey. Dubledore shut his dore and sihed, then went back to the bedroom.
"How did you do that dad? I herd all of it!" exclamed Moley qwestonly, relly wanting to lern her father's cool secrets.
"I'll have to esplane later, Moley, becuse eventuelly that man well come back here and ask for me agen. We need to leve."
