( Okay, forgot disclaimers on the last one - this goes for the whole story. I own the seven girls, well technically they own themselves, J.K Rowling owns everything good. Review, please! )
"Eurgh.. uhh..." Mandy was the first one to awaken. She found herself sprawled on the floor; the others were stretched out nearby in similar positions.
But.. she cast a quick look around, wary. This was *not* Taria's bedroom - the walls were stone, as if in a castle, and the decor motif seemed to be green and silver. It was a little creepy, and she shivered, standing up shakily. She looked around some more and noticed that there were five four-poster beds, with hangings that were left open. And adolescent boys, about her age, were in each one. Feeling that she was about to have a heart attack, she swept her gaze over every indivudual. There was a pale, blonde one, rather cute; two burly ones; a scrawny one with mousy hair; and a Hispanic one with a slight moustache beginning on his upper lip. He was rather cute, as well.
And, oh, he was waking up.. He opened his eyes and was about to shout, so she did the first thing that came to mind - rushed over and covered his mouth with her hand, looking anxious..
"Don't scream, please," she said softly, "I don't know why we're here. Shh." She pulled her hand away. The boy was quiet and seemed to be studying her, not in a way she really liked. She felt as if he were judging her by what she lookd like and she'd barely said anything to him yet. She pushed her hair back nervously under his black gaze, feeling naked. Yes, he was definitely leering at her and she wished like hell Corinne had woken up, too.
"You don't go to Hogwarts, then?" It was more of a statement than a question, so she shook her head.
"How do you know?" She stared at him curiously - Hogwarts? She'd heard that name before. Odd name, though, if this was a school.. Kind of ugly. He had a British accent.. they must have been transported to Britain by that little golden ball, she decided, casting a glance at the passed-out girls on the floor, hoping they woke up soon. She then looked back at the boy.
"They don't make girls that nice-looking at Hogwarts," he said with a grin, causing her to blush slightly.
"Um - do you know how we got here?" She asked tremulously, "What's your name? I'm Mandy.." She knew she was rambling a little but she was nervous. The others were still asleep and if these boys tried to hurt her she would be defenseless. She looked at her hands and saw that she was no longer shaking, but knew she probably still looked absolutely terrified. But then, she WAS absolutely terrified, so that's not an entirely wrong expression for her to have. She tried to smile bravely at him, and succeeded, thanking her lucky stars. He smiled back, not a very nice smile.
"No, Blaise, and nice to meet you, Mandy," he smirked at her lightly, running his gaze down her form, "Would you do me a favor?"
"Uh.. sure?"
"Get in the bed with me."
"What?!"
"No!" He said, shaking his head, "No, not that - I mean.. See, that pale kid over there, Draco, he bet me I couldn't get a girl in one night.. Just pretend. If you do, I'll help you and your friends.. I promise."
"Okay.." This was *definitely* against her better judgement. But she saw no other alternative. "But if you try anything, I'll sicc Corinne on you."
"Corinne?" He queried.
"The redhead."
He looked.
"Ooh.. she can 'sicc' me anytime she wants," He said with a grin, sliding his arms around Mandy's slim waist as she climbed under the covers, lying on her side. Since she had attired herself in a tube top and jeans that day, it looked as if she were shirtless, helpful to Blaise.
The pale boy had awoken, grumbling softly. He looked over at Blaise, and did a double-take, his jaw dropping slightly in astonishment at the supposedly naked girl under the coverse.
"Blaise. Who the *hell* is that?"
"Oh, Draco, you're up," Blaise said with a smirk, pretending to be surprised, "This is Mandy. Mandy, this is Draco. Mandy brought some friends over, too, if you're interested." He indicated the girls on the floor.
Draco cast his gaze over the assorted teenagers.
"Really, Blaise," he sneered, "I didn't think you'd go after muggles, even if they aren't bad looki.." His gaze landed on James and stayed. "..well, perhaps."
"Go ahead," Blaise said in amusement, "They're waking up."
Draco hurriedly pulled on his robes and nudged James.
"Hey. You. Muggle girl. Wake up. C'mon."
She stirred, moaned softly and sat up.
"What's going on.." She caught sight of Mandy, "Mands?!"
Mandy made a show of pulling on clothing beneath the covers and climbed out of the bed, blushing brightly. Oh, geez, she hadn't intended for anyone else to see her.
"Don't. Ask," she said through gritted teeth, going to help James up.
"Wasn't gonna," James murmured.
Corinne and Marina were awakening now. Corinne towered over everyone present and Marina gave them all an extremely suspicious look, as if she thought the boys were the culprits.
The boys seemed quite frightened. Draco pulled something out of his bag and offered it to Corinne, as a gesture of good-will and don't-kill-me-please.
"Er.. unbreakable jawbuster?" He asked weakly.
Corinne looked at the candy, accepted it, and.. bit it in half.
Draco whimpered. Blaise looked mildly terrified.
"Down, Cori," Mandy said with a bit of a grin, "they don't know how we got here, either." She looked at Marina, who was looking around in awe.
"This is like a bad Harry Potter fanfic," she muttered, "Only we're not drop-dead gorgeous geniuses."
"Speak for yourself," Sandra said haughtily, haven awoken but not clambered up from the floor.
"Except for you, James," Marina continued, kicking Sandi lightly until the girl got up, complaining.
"This sucks," she whined, "I wanna go home!"
"Augh.." Lisa was waking up now, growling softly under her breath, "Shut up, Sandra, I don't want to hear you bitching right now."
Sandra pouted but fell silent.
"Did you mention Harry Potter?" Draco asked Marina, staring at her warily. If these were Potter's friends.
"Yeah, the book series," she said idly, "You've heard of it?"
"Harry Potter is.. an acquaintance of mine," he sneered, running his fingertips through his sleek blonde hair.
Marina whipped around to look at him better, her keen, dark eyes analysing every feature of his: the pale skin, hair, and cold gray eyes, the slender build, the arrogant smirk and expensive robes.
"Draco Malfoy," she hissed softly, narrowing her eyes.
"The one and only." He said proudly, smirking at her.
Marina looked around warily, at the bulky boys in their beds, at Blaise, at Adam Nott (the mousy boy), the stone walls, the serpent emblem on the tapestry above the beds. Her eyes widened now, in shock and horror as the only girl in the group who had read the Harry Potter series came to an unbelievable realization. They *were* in Harry Potter's universe.
"You're not real," she whispered, "This can't be real."
"Eurgh.. uhh..." Mandy was the first one to awaken. She found herself sprawled on the floor; the others were stretched out nearby in similar positions.
But.. she cast a quick look around, wary. This was *not* Taria's bedroom - the walls were stone, as if in a castle, and the decor motif seemed to be green and silver. It was a little creepy, and she shivered, standing up shakily. She looked around some more and noticed that there were five four-poster beds, with hangings that were left open. And adolescent boys, about her age, were in each one. Feeling that she was about to have a heart attack, she swept her gaze over every indivudual. There was a pale, blonde one, rather cute; two burly ones; a scrawny one with mousy hair; and a Hispanic one with a slight moustache beginning on his upper lip. He was rather cute, as well.
And, oh, he was waking up.. He opened his eyes and was about to shout, so she did the first thing that came to mind - rushed over and covered his mouth with her hand, looking anxious..
"Don't scream, please," she said softly, "I don't know why we're here. Shh." She pulled her hand away. The boy was quiet and seemed to be studying her, not in a way she really liked. She felt as if he were judging her by what she lookd like and she'd barely said anything to him yet. She pushed her hair back nervously under his black gaze, feeling naked. Yes, he was definitely leering at her and she wished like hell Corinne had woken up, too.
"You don't go to Hogwarts, then?" It was more of a statement than a question, so she shook her head.
"How do you know?" She stared at him curiously - Hogwarts? She'd heard that name before. Odd name, though, if this was a school.. Kind of ugly. He had a British accent.. they must have been transported to Britain by that little golden ball, she decided, casting a glance at the passed-out girls on the floor, hoping they woke up soon. She then looked back at the boy.
"They don't make girls that nice-looking at Hogwarts," he said with a grin, causing her to blush slightly.
"Um - do you know how we got here?" She asked tremulously, "What's your name? I'm Mandy.." She knew she was rambling a little but she was nervous. The others were still asleep and if these boys tried to hurt her she would be defenseless. She looked at her hands and saw that she was no longer shaking, but knew she probably still looked absolutely terrified. But then, she WAS absolutely terrified, so that's not an entirely wrong expression for her to have. She tried to smile bravely at him, and succeeded, thanking her lucky stars. He smiled back, not a very nice smile.
"No, Blaise, and nice to meet you, Mandy," he smirked at her lightly, running his gaze down her form, "Would you do me a favor?"
"Uh.. sure?"
"Get in the bed with me."
"What?!"
"No!" He said, shaking his head, "No, not that - I mean.. See, that pale kid over there, Draco, he bet me I couldn't get a girl in one night.. Just pretend. If you do, I'll help you and your friends.. I promise."
"Okay.." This was *definitely* against her better judgement. But she saw no other alternative. "But if you try anything, I'll sicc Corinne on you."
"Corinne?" He queried.
"The redhead."
He looked.
"Ooh.. she can 'sicc' me anytime she wants," He said with a grin, sliding his arms around Mandy's slim waist as she climbed under the covers, lying on her side. Since she had attired herself in a tube top and jeans that day, it looked as if she were shirtless, helpful to Blaise.
The pale boy had awoken, grumbling softly. He looked over at Blaise, and did a double-take, his jaw dropping slightly in astonishment at the supposedly naked girl under the coverse.
"Blaise. Who the *hell* is that?"
"Oh, Draco, you're up," Blaise said with a smirk, pretending to be surprised, "This is Mandy. Mandy, this is Draco. Mandy brought some friends over, too, if you're interested." He indicated the girls on the floor.
Draco cast his gaze over the assorted teenagers.
"Really, Blaise," he sneered, "I didn't think you'd go after muggles, even if they aren't bad looki.." His gaze landed on James and stayed. "..well, perhaps."
"Go ahead," Blaise said in amusement, "They're waking up."
Draco hurriedly pulled on his robes and nudged James.
"Hey. You. Muggle girl. Wake up. C'mon."
She stirred, moaned softly and sat up.
"What's going on.." She caught sight of Mandy, "Mands?!"
Mandy made a show of pulling on clothing beneath the covers and climbed out of the bed, blushing brightly. Oh, geez, she hadn't intended for anyone else to see her.
"Don't. Ask," she said through gritted teeth, going to help James up.
"Wasn't gonna," James murmured.
Corinne and Marina were awakening now. Corinne towered over everyone present and Marina gave them all an extremely suspicious look, as if she thought the boys were the culprits.
The boys seemed quite frightened. Draco pulled something out of his bag and offered it to Corinne, as a gesture of good-will and don't-kill-me-please.
"Er.. unbreakable jawbuster?" He asked weakly.
Corinne looked at the candy, accepted it, and.. bit it in half.
Draco whimpered. Blaise looked mildly terrified.
"Down, Cori," Mandy said with a bit of a grin, "they don't know how we got here, either." She looked at Marina, who was looking around in awe.
"This is like a bad Harry Potter fanfic," she muttered, "Only we're not drop-dead gorgeous geniuses."
"Speak for yourself," Sandra said haughtily, haven awoken but not clambered up from the floor.
"Except for you, James," Marina continued, kicking Sandi lightly until the girl got up, complaining.
"This sucks," she whined, "I wanna go home!"
"Augh.." Lisa was waking up now, growling softly under her breath, "Shut up, Sandra, I don't want to hear you bitching right now."
Sandra pouted but fell silent.
"Did you mention Harry Potter?" Draco asked Marina, staring at her warily. If these were Potter's friends.
"Yeah, the book series," she said idly, "You've heard of it?"
"Harry Potter is.. an acquaintance of mine," he sneered, running his fingertips through his sleek blonde hair.
Marina whipped around to look at him better, her keen, dark eyes analysing every feature of his: the pale skin, hair, and cold gray eyes, the slender build, the arrogant smirk and expensive robes.
"Draco Malfoy," she hissed softly, narrowing her eyes.
"The one and only." He said proudly, smirking at her.
Marina looked around warily, at the bulky boys in their beds, at Blaise, at Adam Nott (the mousy boy), the stone walls, the serpent emblem on the tapestry above the beds. Her eyes widened now, in shock and horror as the only girl in the group who had read the Harry Potter series came to an unbelievable realization. They *were* in Harry Potter's universe.
"You're not real," she whispered, "This can't be real."
