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FUNNYSUNNY3

When I woke up again, it was in a bed. I blinked a couple times to get used to the light before looking around. The room I was is was really big. Huge, actually, made up of stone walls and incredibly high ceilings and a medieval chandelier. I was hit with a wave a nostalgia and I couldn't help but think that this room resembles something out of a Harry Potter movie. I scoffed at the thought.

"Good, you're awake!"

Slowly, I sat up. "Where am I? What happened?" Wait, what? "Pears. Water. Schedule." Why am I talking in an English accent? Last I checked I was very much an American...

"Merlin's beard, maybe you should lay back down, alright dear?"

Finally turning to the other voice in the room, I let out a shrill shriek, immediately rolling off the cot onto the stone floor. Madam Pomfrey stood before me with a look of concern.

"My goodness, what is going on here?" Professor Minerva McGonagall! I looked her up and down, from head to toe. It was her alright. From the tip of her pointed black hat to her green robes, right down to the tip of her wand. She came rushing in right with (WHAT THE FUCK) Dumbledore.

"How-how-how is this..oh my-Am I dead? Did I die? I remember falling over a cliff and then-?" The soft wrinkles of her face folded under her worried gaze.

"Dead? Heavens, no! You were found floating in the black lake. Thank goodness Hagrid spotted you or you would surely not be with us now"

"Hagrid? As in Rubeus Hagrid?"

She nodded, ushering me back into bed. Oh hell no. "Get back!" I quickly darted to the side, trying to put as much distance between me and them as I possibly could.

"Come now", McGonagall's voice was firm, "Settle down." They started to move in.

"I said, stay. BACK!" I felt a burst of energy with my words as I said them. The headmaster, the professor, and the madam flew three feet back before hitting the ground with a not so gentle thud. Only allowing a moment to stun me, I ran from the large room. The echoing of my bare feet slapping against the stone floor alerted me to my lack of shoes. Or socks, apparently. What the fuck is going on?

Running down an open corridor I could hear their voices from behind me. I jumped through a window like opening on my right, crouching below it, peeping just long enough for me to see the three apparating in the spot I used to occupy.

Professor McGonagall stood their, positively bristling. "Where could she have gone?"

"I agree, it's not safe for her right now" Madam Pomfrey worried, "She just woke up from nearly drowning for God's sake!"

"Let's not forget that she seemed very confused to be here in the first place.."

Dumbledore held up his hand, effectively silencing the two women. "Alert the other teachers about the girl. We can only hope that we'll run in to her eventually"

"What shall we do in the meanwhile?" Pomfrey asked.

Dumbledore turned and began walking away. "I'm going to meet Hagrid now. We have an appointment for tea together in fifteen minutes"

I raised an eyebrow. Seriously? He really is way chill.

McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey went in the opposite direction. When I was sure that they were far away enough, I got up from my crouched position and ran. I sprinted past a familiar group of stone hedges and down the hill. I kept running until I arrived at what I could only assume to be the Forbidden Forest and even then I kept running, not wanting to chance being spotted by any of the professors. The forest grew denser and thicker the further I went. I was effectively stopped by a hidden root of a tree that tripped me. I face planted hard.

"Ow..I guess this isn't a dream after all" I said to myself, wiping the blood off of my lower lip. I wiped the dirt off of my jeans and began walking again. I was trying to find the black lake. Maybe I can get back to my world if I go back the way I came in..

Don't get me wrong. Any other day I'd be ecstatic to know that I actually have magic, let alone that I'm in the same world where Harry Potter is a real person. Like, a part of me is super fucking happy!

But, the other part of me, the one that's read all of the books, knows that I don't know the first thing about being a witch. I don't know what's going on-HELL! I don't even know what YEAR it is!

I sighed out loud. This is the kind of trip that would get skipped in movies because it's long and very, very boring.

Suddenly, as if there was a God and they felt my unending anguish, I heard the sound of small waves. Following it, I was led to a shore. On the shore's line, there was a wand, standing straight in the ground with a note wrapped around it.

I stepped forward, tentatively and called out. "Hello?" There was no answer. "Hello!?" I called again. Still no response. I walked into the small clearing of dead pine needles along the lake's edge. Unwrapping the piece of paper from the wand, which i tucked into my back pocket (didn't wan to step on it), I picked it up and looked it over. It was a...a suicide note?

To whoever finds this,

Don't feel bad for me. I mean, I'm only fifteen, but I feel like I've been through way more than I should have in these brief, yet excruciatingly long, fifteen years. I'm not as strong as my parents were, especially my dad and my "guardians" have been as useful as cattle dung for soap (No, I've never used poop as soap I'm just saying). I've felt so alone. Now, more than ever. I hear the whispers. Lord Voldemort is coming back and I don't think I can be the person that I know everyone is expecting me to be, which is why I'm done here.

The wand is yours since I won't be needing it anymore. It's twelve inches and a quarter of cherrywood with a phoenix feather core. It's quite bendy. Also, it never really worked well for me. Maybe it was never meant to be mine. Still, it's a good wand, so take care of it.

G. Adley

I read the letter over and over again. What the absolute fuck...Who the hell was this person and why did they mention Voldemort? My eyes widened in realisation. Unless...

I turned tail and ran back to the castle, careful not to trip on anything this time. Not even a whole minute had passed since I exited the forest when I was grabbed around the arm and dragged into Dumbledore's office by Filtch.