Disclaimer: do I really need to write one? By now,
you should all know that if you didn't read it in the HP books, then it comes
from somewhere inside my head J
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A visit to Hogwarts
By Ola
I don't know for how long I fell, or if I really did
fell. But it all stopped when I finally encountered something relatively soft
beneath me and I opened my eyes. It was a boy. He was tall, with a rather dark complection
and messy black hair. His twinkling eyes held bewilderment and his mouth was
hanging open in surprise. I quickly got off him.
"Thanks for breaking my fall."
He finally shut his mouth, only to open it again to
say "you… you're a girl?!"
"Last time I checked, I was," I said with a grin.
"But, your name is Alex, right?"
"How do you know my name?" I said, eyeing him
suspiciously.
"Well, is it Alex?" he said, still from the floor.
"Yes"
"It's a guy's name," he said, as if it was a fact
and everyone should know that.
"No it's not! It's short for Alexandra!" I answered
him hotly, proud of my name.
His face fell in disappointment, just to be lit up
by a mischievous grin in the next second.
"Well, a girl isn't too bad, now that I think of
it." He said to himself.
"Sirius, cut it out," said a voice from the shadows.
That sentence broke my mental dam and all my
memories flooded back into my mind, making me stager. I was standing in a narrow,
dimly lit room, with my back against a cool stone wall. In front of me was Sirius?,
nonchalantly lounging on the dusty floor with his head propped up by his hand.
On either side of him stood a boy. The one on the right was smaller, with dark
brown eyes, black hair that was even messier than Sirius', if possible, and
glasses that slipped on his small nose, which made him look cute in a "bad boy"
way. The one on the left was the same height as the latter, but his hair was of
a lighter color, almost blond, and his eyes were sympathetic and comprehensive.
If I was really at Hogwarts, then I was standing in front of James, Sirius, and
Remus, in an empty and cold part of the Hogwarts castle. But it can't be!
Magic doesn't exist! My mind said frantically. But I couldn't disbelieve
what my eyes were seeing, nor that I wasn't in my high school anymore.
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"Guys, GUYS!" said Sirius, trying to grab his
friends' attention. "I have the perfect prank. You won't believe what I found
in this old scrapbook!"
James, Remus, and Sirius had found an old, and by
the look of it, unused room, during one of their numerous nocturnal
expeditions. They had played a prank on Mrs. Norris, the caretaker's cat, and
were returning to the Griffindor common room, laughing, when they heard
Filtch's footsteps and his voice murmuring "I will get them. I promise, I will
get those ruffians this time, and when I do … ha ha ha…" The marauders, as the
three friends were called, didn't wait for him to finish to himself. They took
off, sprinting at a dead run toward the neared escape route, which happened to
be a small room, empty except for a comfy looking scarlet couch and a large
wooden chest. The room had only one round window, through which the moon cast
its silvery light. The friends stopped, panting, their backs pressed tight
against the smooth door of "their" secret room, until Filtch's footsteps
receded into another hallway. Then they all dropped onto the couch, raising a
thick dust around them. Coughing, they congratulated themselves on their timely
escape.
"Guys, this room is cool, and it hasn't been used
for the last 100 years."
"How do you know it was a 100, and not 98?"
"Well; look at the dust!"
"No, look at the view!"
From the little round window, the lake shone silver,
and the dark trees of the Forbidden Forest swayed in the gentle breeze.
"It all looks so peaceful," said Remus in a whisper.
"James, come over here and look. James?"
James was kneeling next to the open chest, looking
over its contents with awe in his dark eyes. "This is marvelous," he whispered
reverently. "Do you remember prof. Bins ' lecture on the age of magical
Renaissance?" Sirius, who always slept in that class gave him a blank look. "Do
you remember him talking about a wizard? Albus Dumbledore?" Still no reaction.
"THE Albus Dumbledore! The most powerful wizard who ever lived?" A light of
understanding appeared in Sirius's eyes.
"Yea, so what does he have to do with us making Mrs.
Norris belch sickly green soap bubbles?"
"This is his journal!" said James, indicating an old
leather bound book, "and that is the rest of his stuff!" waving his hand at the
chest, full of neatly stored parchments, books, and notebooks. "Just think
about what kind of spells we could find here! And what we could do with them!
We could be the greatest pranksters Hogwarts has ever seen!"
"Aren't we already?" said Remus, but he looked as
interested as James and Sirius, who had a mischievous grin plastered on his face.
They all started looking and searching through Dumbledore's possessions, until
Remus, always the "down to earth one" said "wait! Should we really go through
his stuff like that? It is said that nobody found a body after he supposedly
dies during a duel match with the wizard Voldemort. What if he wasn't really
dead? What if he was living here, in Hogwarts, in this very room? He 'died' at
a young age, so he should still be alive now. Maybe he is hiding from
Voldemort."
The boys looked at each other, and then at the quiet
little room, full of dust and spider webs.
"Moony, I somehow doubt that anyone has ever lived
here. I mean look at all that dust!" said James in a confident voice, and Remus
had to admit that he was right. They were immersed in Dumbledore's book of
spells until Sirius said "Guys, GUYS! I have the perfect prank. You won't
believe what I found in this old scrapbook!"
At the mention of pranks, the other boys' heads
turned toward Sirius, who, with eyes glinting with malice began telling them
about what he had just found. "So you see, it'll be great. We will meet a
muggle, see a muggle school, and maybe even add a fourth member to the
marauders!"
James, and especially Remus were a little reluctant
at first, but they finally gave in.
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Note: please PLEASE review. Last time I checked
(yesterday?) there was only ONE review. (thanks Ariana. By the way, your Lily series
is really cool. I look forward to reading the next part!)
You people, have a good heart and review because I don't
know if what I am writing is worth my time.
And by the way, I don't know about you, but I can't
always enter the fan fiction site (too many people?) so I won't be able to post
my stories regularly.