Part 1
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Harry, Cedric, Ron, Cho, and Hermione sat in a cabin of the train as grassy hills passed by. They looked back and forth at each others' changed skin colors. Harry, Ron, and Cedric looked black. While Hermione and Cho looked white.
"So, how long do you think this will last?" Harry looked at Hermione.
"I'm not sure. I thought I'd be able to gauge the time once the effects started disappearing but…" She motioned to her skin. "I don't even know if parts will go away over time, or if it'll just go back to normal all at once.
Cedric looked out toward a coastline in the distance. "Well, hopefully it wears off before we pull in. I'd like my father to recognize me."
The group looked around at each other as the cabin door crashed open. Draco Malfoy stepped in, his blonde hair covering a dark brown face. "All right Potter. I know you're responsible for this." He pointed at his face before his jaw dropped. "What the!?"
Cedric looked at Malfoy. "Look, we're as confused as you are right now...wait. If your skin changed too, did anyone else's change?"
"Yes. And you better fix this!" Malfoy yelled.
Cedric gave Malfoy a concerned look. "Well, I mean, I can try. But I'm fairly certain the effects will wear off on their own. I don't know what a spell might do."
"Well, do something! I can't return home looking like this!"
"I don't know. I think you look better that way." Hermione winked at him.
Malfoy's face went red and sweat formed on his face as he left, slamming the door behind him.
Ron looked at Hermione. "Since when are you that good at trolling!?"
"Just diffusing the situation. Rule one is to put angry people into an awkward situation. If they're confused while feeling embarrassed and complemented at the same time-"
"Ok we get it." Ron rolled his eyes. "I'm just wondering if this'll wear off before we get to the train station.
"I'd go with no." Cedric pointed to a train station on the horizon.
Clouds moved across the sky as the train pulled into platform 9 and 3/4. The steam of the train went away as a whistle blew and the wheels came to a stop.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked onto the platform to see Mr. and Mrs. Weasley staring at them blankly. As the trio got closer the couple's eyes got wider and wider.
Cedric and Cho waved goodbye going to their own families and the trio walked closer and closer to the bewildered Weasleys.
Then two tall black kids with red hair ran up next to them yelling. "Oh come on. Don't you recognize your own son."
Fred shook his head. "Honestly, I'm starting to think you don't remember anyone."
Mrs. Weasley turned toward her twin sons. "Well I'm starting to think you had something to do with this!" She pulled their ears and dragged them away.
Mr. Weasley chuckled walking over to the trio. "Did you three had an interesting ride?"
Ron nodded. "Yeah. Hermione's white. It's really weirding me out."
"Oh shut up!" Hermione flicked him lightly on the shoulder.
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Part 2
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As Ginny Weasley got off the train she saw her mother scolding two tall black guys with red hair. As her mother looked at her, Ginny raised an eyebrow until she saw the two boys' faces.
"Fred, George? Your skin changed too?" She looked at her dark skin. "What on Earth is going on?"
Molly Weasley looked at Ginny facepalming. Then glared at the twins. "Yes. Why don't you explain to your sister what's going on?" She started walking away then turned back. "Oh, Ginny dear, we're all right over there." She pointed toward a large clock.
Ginny raised an eyebrow. "You guys did this?"
Fred and George glanced at their mother then whispered. "Maybe..."
Ginny smiled, shaking her head. "You two are ridiculous." She walked past them, following her mother.
Fred laughed. "Guess we should get back."
"Yeah." George pulled 5 sickles out of his pocket and looked at them. "Still can't believe Bagman stiffed us. You think we can make enough money to start up?"
"Yeah, we just need to build up enough over the year. We're gonna own the best joke shop in the world." Fred gave his brother a wild grin.
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Part 3
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Minerva Mcgonagall looked at a black glassy rock, surrounded by gravestones. "So this is the place?" She turned to a man with dirty brown hair as he pulled out his wand. "Hold on Turnbaker. Let's at least try to resolve this without violence."
Turnbaker raised an eyebrow. "Look, Min, I know you want to do this by the book. But we're talking about dark wizards here. They'll try to kill us when we walk in."
"I didn't say to let your guard down." Mcgonnagall walked up to the rock. "Tenebris." Green glowing lines ran across the rock forming the image of a skull.
The rock shuddered as the green skull grew brighter and brighter. Then the rock morphed, its sides melting off as it dropped to the ground. Soon there was nothing but a puddle flowing down a limestone staircase into darkness.
"Bombarda!" The ground exploded into a fiery cloud of grass, dirt, and rocks. A man with slicked black hair walked toward the cloud as it cleared. A screen of energy enveloped Mcgonagall as she lowered her wand. Turner baker stood behind her, no worse for wear
The man's eyes went wide and he split, running through the graveyard. Turnbaker chased after him. "Get back here you coward!" He raised his wand. "Petrificus Totalus!" The man dodged Turnbaker's spells, again and again. Eventually he ran into a tall wood building with a sloped roof. A broken stained window sat on the second floor.
Turnbaker ran in after. "Where do you think you're going!?" He looked around, the wood floor creaking under him. Then it broke. "Aresto Momentum!" His fall slowed and his feet padded a solid stone floor.
He looked around a dark empty room surrounded by brick with stairs in the corner. He flipped a switch on the wall for light, but nothing happened. Then he pulled out his wand. "Lumos." Light surrounded the golden brown chrysophylla. Turnbaker put his ear to the wall and heard a light tapping.
He followed it as it got louder and louder, forming into a ticking sound above him.
He looked up, then at the stairs. "All right. Where are you?..." He walked up the stairs listening for any footsteps. They creaked under his feet as he got closer to the top. Then he heard a squeak. He looked back and forth ready to fight until a rat ran into view.
Turnbaker breathed out. "Sheesh. Ok, don't lose your cool. Just focus." He looked around, passing by the rat as it scurried into a hole. Then he turned back to see the man from before.
"Petrificus Totalus!" He yelled as Turnbaker fell to the ground. "Now, let's see what you know about Dumbledore…Legimense." His wand glowed with a dim light.
"Are you really sure you want to know what that man is thinking?"
The man turned around but didn't see anyone.
"Where are you!?" He checked around for any signs of people. There was no one, no movement or sound, not anything. "So you're under the floorboards huh?" He raised his wand. "Incendio!" Flames burst from the man's wand.
He laughed as smoke filled the air, then realized what he'd done. His eyes went wide and he dashed out of the building.
The building got hotter and hotter, so he felt the heat even from several feet away. He looked at the flaming building as the wood cracked, the roof collapsing to the ground.
He sighed, sitting down. "Well, I didn't get any info. But at least I took out Mcgonnagall. I'm gonna get a huge raise for this one." He chuckled noticing a silver tabby cat beside him. The man looked at the cat. "Shoo. Get out of here! You're lucky I'm in a good mood. Otherwise I'd kill you, you dirty feline."
"Well that's not very nice." The man jumped, looking behind him to see Turnbaker smirking at him. "You didn't really think it'd be that easy to take down an auror, did you?"
The man stared until splinters hit his face. He gasped at his broken wand, then turned to see Mcgonnagall glaring at him as she put her wand away. "Now, you're going to tell us everything you know."
The man snickered. "And why exactly would I do that?"
"Because this." Mcgonnagall pulled out a wooden ruler.
The man looked before and forth at Mcgonagall and Turnbaker. "Um...what??"
