Title: The Hermione Chronicles: Travels pt. 5
Author: Hope
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Scholastic. Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, the WB, and Fox. I do NOT own them.
The door flew open for what seemed like the thousandth time. Buffy sat up in her hospital bed to see what the nurse was bringing her this time.
"Whistler?" She asked in a surprised tone as the figure crossed the room.
"Ssh," Whistler said as he took the I.V. out of her arm and unclipped her heart monitor from her finger. Then, he unplugged the heart monitor box before it could go beserk.
"What are you doing?" She hissed.
"We need to go to Hogwarts," Whistler said quickly. He handed Buffy her clothes and told her to go change.
Buffy pulled herself out of bed and went into the bathroom. She studied her face for a moment. She looked the same, just paler than usual. And there was the the bight mark on her neck. Buffy had her share of vampire bights, but this one felt worse than the others. She couldn't help but wonder what had caused Angel to become Angelus again. What if… No. Darla's return couldn't have anything to do with it. Angel would never…
Buffy pulled her hair back into a ponytail and walked back into the room where Whistler was waiting for her.
"Ready?" He asked. Pulling an Astoma Charm out.
"Wait," Buffy said. "Why are we going?"
"We need to get Hermione. And see Dumbledore. He needs to know what's about to go down."
"What-"
Whistler looked around quickly, then motioned for her to sit down. "You really want to know?" She nodded slowly. "The Kedisha Variex."
"I don't think there a huh strong enough for that." She said sarcastically.
"Ssh!" Whistler said again. "Do you want a nurse to come in?" She glared at him and he continued, "The Kedisha Variex is part of the Quertas, an ancient scroll of prophecies dealing with the end of the world."
"The world's ending? Again!"
Whistler nodded slightly. "The Kedisha Variex is the beginning of the end."
"How do I stop it?"
"You don't," Whistler shook his head. "The Hellmouth will open and a mob of pure demons will be set free. You can lessen their damage, but there is no way of preventing it."
"Pure?" Buffy gasped. "Like the Mayor?"
"In a way they are, but they aren't as big. They're pure, but are minions of their larger counterparts. They are smarter, stronger, and bolder than your average tainted demon."
"So, I kill these super demons and no apocalypse."
"It's going to be a little harder than that," Whistler said with a smile.
"What about Angelus? Why's he back?" Buffy asked quietly.
"His soul was removed with magic," Whistler replied. "You can't let him get in your way. He wants you to suffer, like he did last time. He will only be as threatening as you let him be."
"But, in my dream... In my dream, he killed me. And he killed or almost killed- I'm not really sure which- Giles, Anya, and Willow. That's a little bit more than just suffering."
"Dreams aren't the most reliable ways of predicting the future. The future is determined by our actions and reactions. Your dream was a warning of what could happen, not what will definitely happen," Whistler said with an unusual air of wisdom.
"Woah," Buffy said. "When'd you go and get all Obi Wan on me?"
Whistler didn't say anything for a moment. "Ready to go to Hogwarts?"
"Ready."
"Hogwarts," Whistler instructed the charm and they were off.
* * *
"Don't kill Hermione!" Neville exclaimed nervously. "It isn't her fault we know."
"Why would I kill Hermione?" Professor McGonagall asked in an amused tone.
"My grandmother said Slayers are k-killed when people find out what they are. She didn't tell us though! It's not her fault."
"You know what a Slayer is?" Hermione asked.
"Everyone does in the wizarding world," Ron told her. "We're just not supposed to know who she is."
"How did you find out about Hermione?" McGonagall demanded. Her voice was strict once again.
"We kind of accidently read a letter from Hermione's parents," Ron said sheepishly.
"Her parents mentioned it in the letter," Harry explained.
"My parents know!" Hermione exclaimed. "But, I didn't tell them."
"Did you tell anyone else about this?" McGonagall continued.
"Of course not," Ron said in an almost comfortable tone.
"How do my parents know?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione really is the Vampire Slayer!" Ginny said excitedly. "This is so cool!" Everyone looked at her oddly. "I always wanted to be the Slayer. Except for the dying part, it sounds fun."
"Dying part?" Hermione asked. "Oh, right. They said something about that in the Handbook." Everyone looked at her sympathetically. "What?"
"So, we're not in trouble?" Harry asked hopefully.
Professor McGonagall pondered this for a moment. "I suppose not," she finally said. "Secrecy used to be one of the most sacred parts of being the Slayer, but that has changed greatly with the recent Slayers." Harry, Ron, Neville, and Ginny looked very relieved to hear this. "But,I do not like to hear about these late night wanderings of yours. Rules are there for a purpose. Suppose you had come along before Hermione slayed the vampire…" She continued firmly. "I hate to think of what could have happened."
"What happens now?" Hermione asked.
"We are going to see Professor Dumbledore. He should know what is happening," McGonagall stated. "It was a mistake for me to keep this from him."
* * *
"Tara!" Buffy shouted as she saw her friend. "What are you doing here?"
Professor Dumbledore and Tara turned away from his window when they heard Buffy and Whistler appear.
"Buffy! Hi!" Tara said. "I um I used to go here. What are you doing here?"
"We came to get Hermione," Whistler explained. "We need both Slayers for this."
"For what?" Hermione asked as she entered the office with Professor McGonagall and her friends.
"The Kedisha Variex," Whistler said. Everyone except Buffy and Dumbledore looked at him blankly. "No one ever understands me."
"The world's ending," Buffy said bluntly
"Again?" Tara asked. The world had almost ended twice since she had known Buffy and her friends.
"The Kedisha Variex," Dumbledore repeated slowly. "I was afraid something of this sort was happening. Professor Trelawney's been coming in here frantic for weeks now. We will all go to Sunnydale in the morning."
"You can't stop it," Whistler said.
Dumbledore nodded. "We can prevent it though. I read of a spell which should work. It requires a higher level of magic than I am capable of, but with as many of our kind as possible using it, we may be able to get it to work." Dumbledore turned to Ron and Ginny. "I want both of you to send an Owl to your parents and brothers. Tell them to apparate to Sunnydale as soon as possible." Ron and Ginny nodded and hurried off to the Owlery. Dumbledore then turned to Neville and said, "Send an owl to your grandmother with the same request." And, Neville also left for the Owlery. "Buffy, you should return to Sunnydale and gather as many people who can help us. Whether with magic or with combat, we will need as many people on our side as possible." Buffy nodded and pulled out her own Atosma Charm. She was gone a moment later. "Hermione," Dumbledore continued. "Go back to the Gryffindor House and give these same instructions to all students who are not from Muggle families." Hermione blushed slightly, but nodded and left his office. "Minerva, please inform the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws of what is happening."
"What about the Slytherins?" Tara asked.
A strange look crossed Dumbledore's face, but he calmly said, "Inform the Slytherins as well."
Professor McGonagall left his office at that. "Harry," Dumbledore said as soon she was gone. "Send Hedwig to Sirius and Remus Lupin. Tell Sirius not to come. It would be too much of a risk for him to. But, I promised to keep him informed on everything that happened here. Tell Hedwig to take the letter to Remus first if Sirius is not at Remus' house still. Ask him to gather as many of his old group together and to come to Sunnydale if he can."
Harry started to walk out of the office, but paused. "What about the students at Beauxbatons and Durmstrangs? Should we tell them?"
Dumbledore thought for a moment before answering, "There is not enough time to gather them as well. I will send word to the schools asking for anyone who can help to come to Sunnydale."
Harry started to leave again, but stopped. "How are we going to get there? Most of the students don't know how to apparate."
Dumbledore smiled slightly at this. Harry always liked to ask questions. "We will use Atosma Charms. They will be the simplest and fastest way, even if they are not the best. We are not supposed to teach students about them."
Harry left the office after hearing this.
"May I be excused, Sir?" Tara asked meekly. "I w-would like to go take care of something."
"Of course," Dumbledore replied and Tara also left.
"Watch out for her," Whistler said mysteriously after Tara left.
"What do you mean?" Dumbledore asked.
Whistler shook his head. "That's a Slytherin if I ever saw one. She'll go to any length to get what she wants."
"Tara?" Dumbledore said.
Whistler nodded. "I would keep an eye on her if I were you." With that said, Whistler smiled slyly. "Does Severus Snape still work here? The bloke owes me one hundred Galleons."
* * *
"My Lord!" Tara said meekly as she hurried across the Hogwarts campus to where Voldemort was waiting for her.
"Tara," He said. "Do you have news for me? I would hate to have come all this way and be so close to Dumbledore without a good reason."
"Yes, My Lord," She said quickly. "The Kedisha Variex is about to take place."
Voldemort's eyes lit up at this. "It is, is it? I suppose the Slayers are preparing for it."
Tara nodded, "Yes, My Lord."
"Is it true one of the Slayers is a Hogwarts student?"
"A fifth year girl named Hermione Granger," Tara informed him.
"I suppose she is in Gryffindor. That is where the last Slayer was." His face flinched for a moment. "Is it also true that she is a friend of Harry Potter's?"
"She is, My Lord. I met her this evening."
"Who is her Watcher?" Voldemort's face looked strangely curious.
"She does not have a formal one. Professor McGonagall is training her, I-I think."
Voldemort was silent for a moment. "Are they going to Sunnydale?"
Tara's face lit up. "Yes, they are." He looked at her expectantly. "M-my Lord." She added hastily.
"Then I shall go there as well. This Kedisha Variex could be very useful. Yes, very useful, indeed." He then disapperated back to where ever he was staying.
Tara shuddered slightly and headed back to the castle without noticing the watchful eyes of Albus Dumbledore on her. Perhaps the Sorting Hat had been correct about putting Tara in Slytherin.
* * *
The Great Hall was more chaotic than Hermione could ever remember it being. All of the students were running around and talking excitedly about the "field trip" they were about to go on. Hermione didn't think most of them understood what was going to happen. She wondered what they had said in the letters to their parents.
"I've always wanted to go to California!" A Muggle born fourth year screeched. "I wonder if we'll see anyone famous. Or do they all live in Hollywood?"
"What's Hollywood?" Ginny asked.
"Where they make movies!" the girl said before running off with her friends.
"Dad told us about movies," Ron said proudly. "They're like people who live in a screen and do weird things."
Hermione and Harry laughed at this.
Just then, Professor Dumbledore stood up and motioned for everyone to sit down. "Is everyone here?" He asked the prefects. Hermione scanned the Gryffindor table one more time before saying yes. "These," He pointed to four boxes of Atosma Charms. "Are going to transport us to Sunnydale. Each charm can take two people. When you have a charm, say Sunnydale and you will be taken there. Wait where you land for the rest of the school to arrive." He sat down again and there was a stampede to the boxes of charms.
Professor McGonagall handed them out to each Gryffindor pair. Hermione stood with Ginny and watched as Fred and George, Harry and Ron, Parvati and Lavender, and Colin and Dennis disappeared clutching their charms like it was a life saver. Finally it was their turn.
Hermione took the charm from Professor McGonagall and they walked over to the side of the table. "Ready?" Hermione asked. Ginny nodded nervously and grabbed the other end of the charm. "Sunnydale!" The both exclaimed at the same time.
The Great Hall started to spin wildly and lights flashed everywhere around them. Then, they were gone.
* * *
It was after midnight as Officer David Jacobson of the Sunnydale police wandered through Weatherly Park. Normally, the gates were locked at ten to the public, but someone had broken in. Jacobson heard someone talking behind him. Turning around, he saw two women wearing the strangest dresses he had ever seen walking on another path.
"Do you know what this is about?" One asked the other. "Lavender just told me to come as soon as possible. I wouldn't have listened, silly request it is, but she said Professor Dumbledore wanted all of the parents here."
The other woman laughed. "My Cho didn't specify either. She just said something important was going to happen here and Dumbledore was bringing all of the students."
The first woman laughed too. "Honestly, to young people today everything is the end of the world."
Officer Jacobson started to go after the women, but they had disappeared in a crowd of people who had just appeared. Jacobson scratched his head. Those people hadn't been there a minute ago, had they? And why were they all- even the men- wearing those funny looking dresses?
"Attention!" He yelled as loudly as he could. "This park is closed for the night!"
It was no use though, his voice was drowned by the tourists' voices.
"You're a Muggle!" a man exclaimed from behind him.
"Excuse me?" Jacobson said turning around to see a woman and four men standing behind him.
"Oh, right. You don't know you're a Muggle," the man continued. "My name is Arthur Weasley. This is my wife, Molly, and our three songs Bill, Ch-"
"Dad!" one of the sons said angrily. "Leave him alone. Do you have to bother every Muggle we meet?"
"I'm not bothering him," the first man said defensively. "I just wanted to see if we could stay at his home. Muggle homes are so interesting. Does yours use eckeltricity?"
The woman grabbed his arm at this. "Come now, Arthur," She ordered. "Let's go see if we can find the boys and Ginny." The family wandered out of the park at this.
To Officer Jacobson's relief, so did the majority of the tourists. They were wandering over to where a large group of teenagers had just arrived. Jacobson rubbed his eyes and yawned. This had been a very strange night.
To Be Continued...
Author: Hope
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Scholastic. Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon, the WB, and Fox. I do NOT own them.
The door flew open for what seemed like the thousandth time. Buffy sat up in her hospital bed to see what the nurse was bringing her this time.
"Whistler?" She asked in a surprised tone as the figure crossed the room.
"Ssh," Whistler said as he took the I.V. out of her arm and unclipped her heart monitor from her finger. Then, he unplugged the heart monitor box before it could go beserk.
"What are you doing?" She hissed.
"We need to go to Hogwarts," Whistler said quickly. He handed Buffy her clothes and told her to go change.
Buffy pulled herself out of bed and went into the bathroom. She studied her face for a moment. She looked the same, just paler than usual. And there was the the bight mark on her neck. Buffy had her share of vampire bights, but this one felt worse than the others. She couldn't help but wonder what had caused Angel to become Angelus again. What if… No. Darla's return couldn't have anything to do with it. Angel would never…
Buffy pulled her hair back into a ponytail and walked back into the room where Whistler was waiting for her.
"Ready?" He asked. Pulling an Astoma Charm out.
"Wait," Buffy said. "Why are we going?"
"We need to get Hermione. And see Dumbledore. He needs to know what's about to go down."
"What-"
Whistler looked around quickly, then motioned for her to sit down. "You really want to know?" She nodded slowly. "The Kedisha Variex."
"I don't think there a huh strong enough for that." She said sarcastically.
"Ssh!" Whistler said again. "Do you want a nurse to come in?" She glared at him and he continued, "The Kedisha Variex is part of the Quertas, an ancient scroll of prophecies dealing with the end of the world."
"The world's ending? Again!"
Whistler nodded slightly. "The Kedisha Variex is the beginning of the end."
"How do I stop it?"
"You don't," Whistler shook his head. "The Hellmouth will open and a mob of pure demons will be set free. You can lessen their damage, but there is no way of preventing it."
"Pure?" Buffy gasped. "Like the Mayor?"
"In a way they are, but they aren't as big. They're pure, but are minions of their larger counterparts. They are smarter, stronger, and bolder than your average tainted demon."
"So, I kill these super demons and no apocalypse."
"It's going to be a little harder than that," Whistler said with a smile.
"What about Angelus? Why's he back?" Buffy asked quietly.
"His soul was removed with magic," Whistler replied. "You can't let him get in your way. He wants you to suffer, like he did last time. He will only be as threatening as you let him be."
"But, in my dream... In my dream, he killed me. And he killed or almost killed- I'm not really sure which- Giles, Anya, and Willow. That's a little bit more than just suffering."
"Dreams aren't the most reliable ways of predicting the future. The future is determined by our actions and reactions. Your dream was a warning of what could happen, not what will definitely happen," Whistler said with an unusual air of wisdom.
"Woah," Buffy said. "When'd you go and get all Obi Wan on me?"
Whistler didn't say anything for a moment. "Ready to go to Hogwarts?"
"Ready."
"Hogwarts," Whistler instructed the charm and they were off.
* * *
"Don't kill Hermione!" Neville exclaimed nervously. "It isn't her fault we know."
"Why would I kill Hermione?" Professor McGonagall asked in an amused tone.
"My grandmother said Slayers are k-killed when people find out what they are. She didn't tell us though! It's not her fault."
"You know what a Slayer is?" Hermione asked.
"Everyone does in the wizarding world," Ron told her. "We're just not supposed to know who she is."
"How did you find out about Hermione?" McGonagall demanded. Her voice was strict once again.
"We kind of accidently read a letter from Hermione's parents," Ron said sheepishly.
"Her parents mentioned it in the letter," Harry explained.
"My parents know!" Hermione exclaimed. "But, I didn't tell them."
"Did you tell anyone else about this?" McGonagall continued.
"Of course not," Ron said in an almost comfortable tone.
"How do my parents know?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione really is the Vampire Slayer!" Ginny said excitedly. "This is so cool!" Everyone looked at her oddly. "I always wanted to be the Slayer. Except for the dying part, it sounds fun."
"Dying part?" Hermione asked. "Oh, right. They said something about that in the Handbook." Everyone looked at her sympathetically. "What?"
"So, we're not in trouble?" Harry asked hopefully.
Professor McGonagall pondered this for a moment. "I suppose not," she finally said. "Secrecy used to be one of the most sacred parts of being the Slayer, but that has changed greatly with the recent Slayers." Harry, Ron, Neville, and Ginny looked very relieved to hear this. "But,I do not like to hear about these late night wanderings of yours. Rules are there for a purpose. Suppose you had come along before Hermione slayed the vampire…" She continued firmly. "I hate to think of what could have happened."
"What happens now?" Hermione asked.
"We are going to see Professor Dumbledore. He should know what is happening," McGonagall stated. "It was a mistake for me to keep this from him."
* * *
"Tara!" Buffy shouted as she saw her friend. "What are you doing here?"
Professor Dumbledore and Tara turned away from his window when they heard Buffy and Whistler appear.
"Buffy! Hi!" Tara said. "I um I used to go here. What are you doing here?"
"We came to get Hermione," Whistler explained. "We need both Slayers for this."
"For what?" Hermione asked as she entered the office with Professor McGonagall and her friends.
"The Kedisha Variex," Whistler said. Everyone except Buffy and Dumbledore looked at him blankly. "No one ever understands me."
"The world's ending," Buffy said bluntly
"Again?" Tara asked. The world had almost ended twice since she had known Buffy and her friends.
"The Kedisha Variex," Dumbledore repeated slowly. "I was afraid something of this sort was happening. Professor Trelawney's been coming in here frantic for weeks now. We will all go to Sunnydale in the morning."
"You can't stop it," Whistler said.
Dumbledore nodded. "We can prevent it though. I read of a spell which should work. It requires a higher level of magic than I am capable of, but with as many of our kind as possible using it, we may be able to get it to work." Dumbledore turned to Ron and Ginny. "I want both of you to send an Owl to your parents and brothers. Tell them to apparate to Sunnydale as soon as possible." Ron and Ginny nodded and hurried off to the Owlery. Dumbledore then turned to Neville and said, "Send an owl to your grandmother with the same request." And, Neville also left for the Owlery. "Buffy, you should return to Sunnydale and gather as many people who can help us. Whether with magic or with combat, we will need as many people on our side as possible." Buffy nodded and pulled out her own Atosma Charm. She was gone a moment later. "Hermione," Dumbledore continued. "Go back to the Gryffindor House and give these same instructions to all students who are not from Muggle families." Hermione blushed slightly, but nodded and left his office. "Minerva, please inform the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws of what is happening."
"What about the Slytherins?" Tara asked.
A strange look crossed Dumbledore's face, but he calmly said, "Inform the Slytherins as well."
Professor McGonagall left his office at that. "Harry," Dumbledore said as soon she was gone. "Send Hedwig to Sirius and Remus Lupin. Tell Sirius not to come. It would be too much of a risk for him to. But, I promised to keep him informed on everything that happened here. Tell Hedwig to take the letter to Remus first if Sirius is not at Remus' house still. Ask him to gather as many of his old group together and to come to Sunnydale if he can."
Harry started to walk out of the office, but paused. "What about the students at Beauxbatons and Durmstrangs? Should we tell them?"
Dumbledore thought for a moment before answering, "There is not enough time to gather them as well. I will send word to the schools asking for anyone who can help to come to Sunnydale."
Harry started to leave again, but stopped. "How are we going to get there? Most of the students don't know how to apparate."
Dumbledore smiled slightly at this. Harry always liked to ask questions. "We will use Atosma Charms. They will be the simplest and fastest way, even if they are not the best. We are not supposed to teach students about them."
Harry left the office after hearing this.
"May I be excused, Sir?" Tara asked meekly. "I w-would like to go take care of something."
"Of course," Dumbledore replied and Tara also left.
"Watch out for her," Whistler said mysteriously after Tara left.
"What do you mean?" Dumbledore asked.
Whistler shook his head. "That's a Slytherin if I ever saw one. She'll go to any length to get what she wants."
"Tara?" Dumbledore said.
Whistler nodded. "I would keep an eye on her if I were you." With that said, Whistler smiled slyly. "Does Severus Snape still work here? The bloke owes me one hundred Galleons."
* * *
"My Lord!" Tara said meekly as she hurried across the Hogwarts campus to where Voldemort was waiting for her.
"Tara," He said. "Do you have news for me? I would hate to have come all this way and be so close to Dumbledore without a good reason."
"Yes, My Lord," She said quickly. "The Kedisha Variex is about to take place."
Voldemort's eyes lit up at this. "It is, is it? I suppose the Slayers are preparing for it."
Tara nodded, "Yes, My Lord."
"Is it true one of the Slayers is a Hogwarts student?"
"A fifth year girl named Hermione Granger," Tara informed him.
"I suppose she is in Gryffindor. That is where the last Slayer was." His face flinched for a moment. "Is it also true that she is a friend of Harry Potter's?"
"She is, My Lord. I met her this evening."
"Who is her Watcher?" Voldemort's face looked strangely curious.
"She does not have a formal one. Professor McGonagall is training her, I-I think."
Voldemort was silent for a moment. "Are they going to Sunnydale?"
Tara's face lit up. "Yes, they are." He looked at her expectantly. "M-my Lord." She added hastily.
"Then I shall go there as well. This Kedisha Variex could be very useful. Yes, very useful, indeed." He then disapperated back to where ever he was staying.
Tara shuddered slightly and headed back to the castle without noticing the watchful eyes of Albus Dumbledore on her. Perhaps the Sorting Hat had been correct about putting Tara in Slytherin.
* * *
The Great Hall was more chaotic than Hermione could ever remember it being. All of the students were running around and talking excitedly about the "field trip" they were about to go on. Hermione didn't think most of them understood what was going to happen. She wondered what they had said in the letters to their parents.
"I've always wanted to go to California!" A Muggle born fourth year screeched. "I wonder if we'll see anyone famous. Or do they all live in Hollywood?"
"What's Hollywood?" Ginny asked.
"Where they make movies!" the girl said before running off with her friends.
"Dad told us about movies," Ron said proudly. "They're like people who live in a screen and do weird things."
Hermione and Harry laughed at this.
Just then, Professor Dumbledore stood up and motioned for everyone to sit down. "Is everyone here?" He asked the prefects. Hermione scanned the Gryffindor table one more time before saying yes. "These," He pointed to four boxes of Atosma Charms. "Are going to transport us to Sunnydale. Each charm can take two people. When you have a charm, say Sunnydale and you will be taken there. Wait where you land for the rest of the school to arrive." He sat down again and there was a stampede to the boxes of charms.
Professor McGonagall handed them out to each Gryffindor pair. Hermione stood with Ginny and watched as Fred and George, Harry and Ron, Parvati and Lavender, and Colin and Dennis disappeared clutching their charms like it was a life saver. Finally it was their turn.
Hermione took the charm from Professor McGonagall and they walked over to the side of the table. "Ready?" Hermione asked. Ginny nodded nervously and grabbed the other end of the charm. "Sunnydale!" The both exclaimed at the same time.
The Great Hall started to spin wildly and lights flashed everywhere around them. Then, they were gone.
* * *
It was after midnight as Officer David Jacobson of the Sunnydale police wandered through Weatherly Park. Normally, the gates were locked at ten to the public, but someone had broken in. Jacobson heard someone talking behind him. Turning around, he saw two women wearing the strangest dresses he had ever seen walking on another path.
"Do you know what this is about?" One asked the other. "Lavender just told me to come as soon as possible. I wouldn't have listened, silly request it is, but she said Professor Dumbledore wanted all of the parents here."
The other woman laughed. "My Cho didn't specify either. She just said something important was going to happen here and Dumbledore was bringing all of the students."
The first woman laughed too. "Honestly, to young people today everything is the end of the world."
Officer Jacobson started to go after the women, but they had disappeared in a crowd of people who had just appeared. Jacobson scratched his head. Those people hadn't been there a minute ago, had they? And why were they all- even the men- wearing those funny looking dresses?
"Attention!" He yelled as loudly as he could. "This park is closed for the night!"
It was no use though, his voice was drowned by the tourists' voices.
"You're a Muggle!" a man exclaimed from behind him.
"Excuse me?" Jacobson said turning around to see a woman and four men standing behind him.
"Oh, right. You don't know you're a Muggle," the man continued. "My name is Arthur Weasley. This is my wife, Molly, and our three songs Bill, Ch-"
"Dad!" one of the sons said angrily. "Leave him alone. Do you have to bother every Muggle we meet?"
"I'm not bothering him," the first man said defensively. "I just wanted to see if we could stay at his home. Muggle homes are so interesting. Does yours use eckeltricity?"
The woman grabbed his arm at this. "Come now, Arthur," She ordered. "Let's go see if we can find the boys and Ginny." The family wandered out of the park at this.
To Officer Jacobson's relief, so did the majority of the tourists. They were wandering over to where a large group of teenagers had just arrived. Jacobson rubbed his eyes and yawned. This had been a very strange night.
To Be Continued...