"Ah, GOD DAMMIT!" This was the first cry to be heard in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry outdoor grounds at precisely three oh seven in the morning. It awoke many patrons at the nearest dorm, which was the Gryffindor Fifth Year Boys' Dorm, specifically one young Harry Potter who sat up, breathing heavily. He had been having a nightmare about his fourth year at Hogwarts.
The boy hastily put on his glasses and peered out the nearest window. He could make out some forms, but the window was foggy. He rubbed it with the sleeve of his pajamas and he could now make out four actual people, one male, three female. There was a petite, pretty, preppy-looking blonde girl, a busty punked-out redheaded vixen, a dressed-up slightly hysterical brunette, and a spiky-haired handsome young man helping them all up.
Harry frowned. They were all wearing muggle clothes - he was positive that no wizard would wear a suede miniskirt like the blonde's. Did they all apparate? No, you couldn't on Hogwarts grounds. Why so late at night?
He decided this needed investigating and opened his window to hear their conversation better. The blonde and brunette were rambling, the boy watched hopelessly, and the redhead became inreasingly more impatient.
"And it was like boom, like I went unconscious -"
"Did you feel all weak and shaky? When I picked up the book, I could barely -"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
They were silenced, staring at the tall girl with some trepidation. The redhead folded her arms across her chest and gave them all a narrow look out of her onyx-traced black eyes.
"Listen.. I don't know where we are, or why we're here. But I fully intend on figuring it out. So why don't you two just be quiet and let me deal with it, okay? Stay here, Alec, you too, Talia, Angie. I'm going to go.. knock on the door, I guess."
As she was starting towards the door, Mrs. Norris came slinking out. The cat gave them a baleful stare, which they all returned, equally annoyed. They had more reason to be, anyway - the cat looked like that all the time, but it's not every day you're magically transported to a supposedly fantasy world.
The brunette, apparently named Talia, began to giggle.
"Here, kitty, kitty," she crooned, holding a hand out to the cat to sniff, "Nice kitty.."
Mrs. Norris responded by slashing at the girl, leaving a rather deep, jagged red mark over her upper hand. The girl yelped and drew back, staring at Mrs. Norris and then the cut on her hand.
"It attacked me!" She said in surprise.
"Cats have been known to do such things," the blonde, Angie, said with more than a trace of sarcasm in her voice. Talia wiped the tears from her eyes and bit her lip, and the shorter girl was immediately contrite, muttering an apology.
"We'll get you a band-aid or something, Tal," Kaide said absently, walking further towards the door.
And in a moment, Filch was there, glowering at her with his creepy gaze, startling all four teens. But Kaide was the quickest to react, settling into a defensive fighting position. Filch didn't seem to notice.
"What year are you? Fifth, sixth? And you!" He spotted Alec, the only male of the group, and a nasty grin began to spread over his face. "I see, sneaking out together, eh?"
"What the hell are you talking about, old man?" The redhead barked aggressively, "Get away!" She shoved past him and knocked open the door with a loud creaaaaaaaak and slam as the door whacked against the stone wall. Filch grabbed at her but even he was no match for the athletic girl, who simply shoved him down, beckoned to the others, and ran inside the building, leaving the hollering Filch behind. He'd have the whole castle up soon.
Harry sighed and looked over at his roommates, who were beginning to wake up. He slipped on his invisibility cloak and, as he'd figured out how to do it perfectly after five years of practice, snuck out into the hall. And as luck would have it, Kaide and her friends turned the corner.. Filch would definitely be way behind. Harry grabbed her arm, his hand sticking out from under the invisibility cloak. Kaide made no exclamation of surprise, like any other person would, but reached out and yanked off the invisibility cloak.
She stared at him a moment, something flashing through her eyes - was it recognition? He couldn't tell. It was dark.
"Trust me," he muttered, guiding them in through the portrait hole. They were quiet and obliged, but he could tell they were all curious and extremely confused.
"Stay there," he hissed, opening a closet door and pushing Talia, Angie, and Alec inside. However, Kaide just shut the door and stared at him. Students were beginning to come down the stairs, and were pointing and whispering to themselves. The famous Harry Potter, with a girl like that! Well, hope the tabloids don't hear about it! She's dressed like a muggle and not a very respectable one at that!
Harry was about to blush and tell them all to go upstairs, when Kaide whirled, her black eyes gleaming in the newly lit lights. She took a step forward.
"Get back to bed. There's nothing to see here, and anyway, it's none of your business." No one moved and she bellowed at them, "GET LOST, PRICKS!" This seemed to do the trick, and most of the students filtered upstairs with the exception of Ron Weasley. Kaide gave him a dark look.
"You too, Weasley."
And Harry froze, staring at her. She'd known his name. She knew who Ron was. She..
Was apparently going to deck Ron.
"Stop!" Harry shouted, grabbing the back of Kaide's shirt and pulling her away. She elbowed him in the stomach and pushed him across her knee.
"Bad move, Potter. Even a wizard can't excel at ninjitsu without a hell of a lot of practice." Harry gasped for air, but she let him up, staring at them quizzically.
"How did I get here?" She asked, pushing her hair back from her face. Harry shrugged.
"I just saw you out the window."
"Oh. Thanks. Sorry for hitting you in the stomach, by the way, Ron."
"No problem," he wheezed, "Now what?"
The boy hastily put on his glasses and peered out the nearest window. He could make out some forms, but the window was foggy. He rubbed it with the sleeve of his pajamas and he could now make out four actual people, one male, three female. There was a petite, pretty, preppy-looking blonde girl, a busty punked-out redheaded vixen, a dressed-up slightly hysterical brunette, and a spiky-haired handsome young man helping them all up.
Harry frowned. They were all wearing muggle clothes - he was positive that no wizard would wear a suede miniskirt like the blonde's. Did they all apparate? No, you couldn't on Hogwarts grounds. Why so late at night?
He decided this needed investigating and opened his window to hear their conversation better. The blonde and brunette were rambling, the boy watched hopelessly, and the redhead became inreasingly more impatient.
"And it was like boom, like I went unconscious -"
"Did you feel all weak and shaky? When I picked up the book, I could barely -"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
They were silenced, staring at the tall girl with some trepidation. The redhead folded her arms across her chest and gave them all a narrow look out of her onyx-traced black eyes.
"Listen.. I don't know where we are, or why we're here. But I fully intend on figuring it out. So why don't you two just be quiet and let me deal with it, okay? Stay here, Alec, you too, Talia, Angie. I'm going to go.. knock on the door, I guess."
As she was starting towards the door, Mrs. Norris came slinking out. The cat gave them a baleful stare, which they all returned, equally annoyed. They had more reason to be, anyway - the cat looked like that all the time, but it's not every day you're magically transported to a supposedly fantasy world.
The brunette, apparently named Talia, began to giggle.
"Here, kitty, kitty," she crooned, holding a hand out to the cat to sniff, "Nice kitty.."
Mrs. Norris responded by slashing at the girl, leaving a rather deep, jagged red mark over her upper hand. The girl yelped and drew back, staring at Mrs. Norris and then the cut on her hand.
"It attacked me!" She said in surprise.
"Cats have been known to do such things," the blonde, Angie, said with more than a trace of sarcasm in her voice. Talia wiped the tears from her eyes and bit her lip, and the shorter girl was immediately contrite, muttering an apology.
"We'll get you a band-aid or something, Tal," Kaide said absently, walking further towards the door.
And in a moment, Filch was there, glowering at her with his creepy gaze, startling all four teens. But Kaide was the quickest to react, settling into a defensive fighting position. Filch didn't seem to notice.
"What year are you? Fifth, sixth? And you!" He spotted Alec, the only male of the group, and a nasty grin began to spread over his face. "I see, sneaking out together, eh?"
"What the hell are you talking about, old man?" The redhead barked aggressively, "Get away!" She shoved past him and knocked open the door with a loud creaaaaaaaak and slam as the door whacked against the stone wall. Filch grabbed at her but even he was no match for the athletic girl, who simply shoved him down, beckoned to the others, and ran inside the building, leaving the hollering Filch behind. He'd have the whole castle up soon.
Harry sighed and looked over at his roommates, who were beginning to wake up. He slipped on his invisibility cloak and, as he'd figured out how to do it perfectly after five years of practice, snuck out into the hall. And as luck would have it, Kaide and her friends turned the corner.. Filch would definitely be way behind. Harry grabbed her arm, his hand sticking out from under the invisibility cloak. Kaide made no exclamation of surprise, like any other person would, but reached out and yanked off the invisibility cloak.
She stared at him a moment, something flashing through her eyes - was it recognition? He couldn't tell. It was dark.
"Trust me," he muttered, guiding them in through the portrait hole. They were quiet and obliged, but he could tell they were all curious and extremely confused.
"Stay there," he hissed, opening a closet door and pushing Talia, Angie, and Alec inside. However, Kaide just shut the door and stared at him. Students were beginning to come down the stairs, and were pointing and whispering to themselves. The famous Harry Potter, with a girl like that! Well, hope the tabloids don't hear about it! She's dressed like a muggle and not a very respectable one at that!
Harry was about to blush and tell them all to go upstairs, when Kaide whirled, her black eyes gleaming in the newly lit lights. She took a step forward.
"Get back to bed. There's nothing to see here, and anyway, it's none of your business." No one moved and she bellowed at them, "GET LOST, PRICKS!" This seemed to do the trick, and most of the students filtered upstairs with the exception of Ron Weasley. Kaide gave him a dark look.
"You too, Weasley."
And Harry froze, staring at her. She'd known his name. She knew who Ron was. She..
Was apparently going to deck Ron.
"Stop!" Harry shouted, grabbing the back of Kaide's shirt and pulling her away. She elbowed him in the stomach and pushed him across her knee.
"Bad move, Potter. Even a wizard can't excel at ninjitsu without a hell of a lot of practice." Harry gasped for air, but she let him up, staring at them quizzically.
"How did I get here?" She asked, pushing her hair back from her face. Harry shrugged.
"I just saw you out the window."
"Oh. Thanks. Sorry for hitting you in the stomach, by the way, Ron."
"No problem," he wheezed, "Now what?"
