Summery: Harry Potter with a Roswell twist. Will be H/Hr and M/L and
possibly other characters.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything relating to Harry Potter or Roswell unfortunately. (
A/N: Not all the characters will act the same because of the different circumstances they grow up with in Hogwarts. Enjoy!
"Cool, I was right!" Hermione exclaimed. This was one reaction that Liz was not expecting.
"Right about what?" inquired Liz looking at her best friend as though she had lost her mind.
"That Max was an alien," Hermione explained. Her expression clearly showed that she was proud of her detective work.
"How did you find that out?" asked Liz still in disbelief that Hermione couldn't care less that Max was an alien. Just then their carriage stopped. Hermione quickly told Liz "I'll tell you later." They disembarked and went off to find Harry and Ron. Liz and Hermione didn't have to look for long; Ron and Harry were in the carriage in front of them.
"So did you girls have a nice trip?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," they replied and immediately burst into giggles.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked them clearly taken aback by Liz and Hermione's giggles.
"Harry asking us if we had a nice trip when we were only apart for like fifteen minutes," they responded still giggling. Ron proceeded to mutter something into Harry's ear that sounded a lot like 'Girls'.
"Hey, where's Ginny?" asked Liz once she noticed the redhead was no longer with Harry and Ron.
"I don't know, she took off," Ron replied as he shrugged his shoulders.
"That's very observant of you," Liz stated with her hands on her hips.
"Well for you information I'm her brother not her keeper," Ron said defensively.
"Whatever," Liz said not caring on who got the last word. *I wonder where that girl went of to? It's unusual for her to take off like that. It is almost as if she's up to something.* Ginny hung around Liz, Hermione, Harry, and Ron quite a bit but she did have friends in her own year.
"How about we all head in?" asked Hermione.
"That sounds like a good idea," agreed Harry.
"I could always eat," Ron stated.
"You just ate," Liz replied, "Loads and loads of junk food."
"Still." Ron trailed off. They had reached the Great Hall.
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The Welcoming Feast was not very eventful. The first years were sorted and Gryffindor received their new first years that liked promising. As usual several of the first years had questions for Harry; at least the ones that grew up in the wizarding world.
Hermione, Liz, Harry, and Max led the first years up to the Gryffindor tower and told them the password, (Kneazel). In addition to that the told them that they had to remember the password to get into the tower. (Something Neville had a hard time doing.) After the Gryffindor prefects settled the first years into their dorms with only a few disputes (at least for the boys) over beds they headed to their dorms. When Harry and Max opened their door to their dorm they were greeted by a very impatient Ron who immediately pulled Harry over and hastily whispered to him "Meet me in the common room as soon as possible. I have to talk to you privately," he paused and added, "You'd better bring that map of yours."
"Okay," Harry replied. He wondered what Ron so urgently had to tell him and why it was so important that no one could over hear them. Harry went over to his trunk and he grabbed the Marauder's map and invisibility cloak. He proceeded to tuck the invisibility cloak under his roves and the Marauder's map in his Flying With the Cannons book and left to meet Ron in the common room.
When Harry reached the dim common room he quickly sat down next to Ron, who was starring into the fire, and asked, "So what's on your mind?"
"Max Evans is an alien," Ron stated unemotionally as he continued to stare at the fire.
"Huh?" Harry replied puzzled.
"Max did something to Liz that saved her life," Ron said the he paused, "I don't know why I'm telling you this. I'm going to bed." Before Harry could reply Ron was already halfway to the boy's dormitories. Harry just sat and stare at the fire contemplating the new information about Max. He decided he'd talk to Hermione about it. She'd know what to make of it. After he decided this, he retired to the boy's dormitories.
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Meanwhile.
"Finally!" exclaimed Liz as she closed the door to the girl's first year dorm.
"I thought they would never agree on sleeping arrangements," Hermione
added then sighed.
"So." Liz stated and quickly glanced around to see of anyone was within earshot, "How did you figure out that Max was an alien?"
"Well." Hermione started, "after I left your house I went home and got on the Internet."
"Very useful Muggle technology," Liz interrupted. Liz and Hermione utilized the Internet often during the summer months e-mailing and talking on their instant messenger though they saw each other often.
"To continue what I was saying. I got on the internet and conducted a search for 'silver handprint' the search came up with exactly five hits four of which were loyal fan sites to a short lived show called 'Roswell High'. The show, I found out, was about two aliens named Taylor Matthews and Conner Philips who were trying to live a normal life. That is until Taylor heals the girl he had a crush on, Zoe Olsen, when she was hit by a car and critically injured. This is the shocker, Taylor left behind two silver hand prints on Zoe where he had healed her," Hermione explained, greatly amused by the look on Liz's face.
"Weird!" Liz exclaimed half heartedly, "So what about the fifth site?"
"Now it gets weirder," Hermione said seriously, "The fifth site was run by the former sheriff of Roswell in search of any information to help him find the being that was responsible for causing his wife's death in 1959."
"That's not that weird," replied Liz not sure on where Hermione was going.
"No that's not that odd," agreed Hermione, "The weird part was that his wife died because basically her insides were boiled and she had two silver handprints on her chest."
"I'll have to tell Max," Liz stated simply, "He might want to know if there are other aliens out there."
"That's a good idea," Hermione replied, "Lets go to bed. It has been a long day."
"I agree," Liz said. Then the girls went to bed waiting for what the next day would bring.
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Hermione awoke suddenly with an intense feeling that Harry was in trouble. Hermione wanted to go check to see if Harry was okay but didn't want to get in trouble for sneaking into the boy's dormitories in the dead of night. Instead she creped down to the common room. Choosing to sit on a comfy red couch Hermione drew her legs close to her body and stared into the dieing fire. She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard someone whisper "Hi." Hermione looked up and found her eyes locked with Harry's bright green ones.
"Oh, it's you," Hermione whispered in reply.
"May I sit here?" asked Harry.
"Yes you may; it's a free country," Hermione answered. Harry sat nest to her and asked, "Couldn't sleep?"
"No," Hermione answered.
"Bad dream?" asked Harry
"Not really," responded Hermione,
"What do you mean," inquired Harry.
"Well I don't remember my dream I just woke up with an overwhelming feeling that you were in trouble," Hermione told Harry; her voice started to quiver near the end of the sentence.
"Oh 'Mione," Harry said sympathetically. He wrapped his arm around Hermione and pulled her closer to him so now Hermione was leaning on his chest. "I'm fine 'Mione, just fine, there's no need to worry about me."
"I still worry. I care too much about you not to worry," Hermione stated.
"Shush," Harry whispered, "It's going to be okay." Harry started stroking Hermione's hair and not soon afterward Hermione's breathing became slow and even for she had fallen asleep. *I just can't let her sleep down here. She's be better off if she slept in her own bed.* Harry thought, *I guess I could just carry her up to her dorm I do remember 'Mione saying that all her roommates slept very soundly and she has to drag them out of bed most mornings. I'd do it.* After Harry was finished arguing with himself he carefully picked up Hermione and hoped that he wouldn't wake her. He reached her dorm room easily though he had some trouble opening the door with Hermione in his arms. Finally he succeed. Harry laid Hermione on her bed and tucked her in. Then he kissed her forehead and said, "I love you Hermione Granger."
Unknown to Harry that he wasn't as careful as he thought about not waking Hermione for she woke up in the ascent up the stairs and heard what Harry had said and in reply she whispered, "I love you too Harry Potter."
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A/N: Finally! Another part finished! Longest one yet I might add. So tell me what you think by clicking that one little button and typing me a review.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything relating to Harry Potter or Roswell unfortunately. (
A/N: Not all the characters will act the same because of the different circumstances they grow up with in Hogwarts. Enjoy!
"Cool, I was right!" Hermione exclaimed. This was one reaction that Liz was not expecting.
"Right about what?" inquired Liz looking at her best friend as though she had lost her mind.
"That Max was an alien," Hermione explained. Her expression clearly showed that she was proud of her detective work.
"How did you find that out?" asked Liz still in disbelief that Hermione couldn't care less that Max was an alien. Just then their carriage stopped. Hermione quickly told Liz "I'll tell you later." They disembarked and went off to find Harry and Ron. Liz and Hermione didn't have to look for long; Ron and Harry were in the carriage in front of them.
"So did you girls have a nice trip?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," they replied and immediately burst into giggles.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked them clearly taken aback by Liz and Hermione's giggles.
"Harry asking us if we had a nice trip when we were only apart for like fifteen minutes," they responded still giggling. Ron proceeded to mutter something into Harry's ear that sounded a lot like 'Girls'.
"Hey, where's Ginny?" asked Liz once she noticed the redhead was no longer with Harry and Ron.
"I don't know, she took off," Ron replied as he shrugged his shoulders.
"That's very observant of you," Liz stated with her hands on her hips.
"Well for you information I'm her brother not her keeper," Ron said defensively.
"Whatever," Liz said not caring on who got the last word. *I wonder where that girl went of to? It's unusual for her to take off like that. It is almost as if she's up to something.* Ginny hung around Liz, Hermione, Harry, and Ron quite a bit but she did have friends in her own year.
"How about we all head in?" asked Hermione.
"That sounds like a good idea," agreed Harry.
"I could always eat," Ron stated.
"You just ate," Liz replied, "Loads and loads of junk food."
"Still." Ron trailed off. They had reached the Great Hall.
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The Welcoming Feast was not very eventful. The first years were sorted and Gryffindor received their new first years that liked promising. As usual several of the first years had questions for Harry; at least the ones that grew up in the wizarding world.
Hermione, Liz, Harry, and Max led the first years up to the Gryffindor tower and told them the password, (Kneazel). In addition to that the told them that they had to remember the password to get into the tower. (Something Neville had a hard time doing.) After the Gryffindor prefects settled the first years into their dorms with only a few disputes (at least for the boys) over beds they headed to their dorms. When Harry and Max opened their door to their dorm they were greeted by a very impatient Ron who immediately pulled Harry over and hastily whispered to him "Meet me in the common room as soon as possible. I have to talk to you privately," he paused and added, "You'd better bring that map of yours."
"Okay," Harry replied. He wondered what Ron so urgently had to tell him and why it was so important that no one could over hear them. Harry went over to his trunk and he grabbed the Marauder's map and invisibility cloak. He proceeded to tuck the invisibility cloak under his roves and the Marauder's map in his Flying With the Cannons book and left to meet Ron in the common room.
When Harry reached the dim common room he quickly sat down next to Ron, who was starring into the fire, and asked, "So what's on your mind?"
"Max Evans is an alien," Ron stated unemotionally as he continued to stare at the fire.
"Huh?" Harry replied puzzled.
"Max did something to Liz that saved her life," Ron said the he paused, "I don't know why I'm telling you this. I'm going to bed." Before Harry could reply Ron was already halfway to the boy's dormitories. Harry just sat and stare at the fire contemplating the new information about Max. He decided he'd talk to Hermione about it. She'd know what to make of it. After he decided this, he retired to the boy's dormitories.
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Meanwhile.
"Finally!" exclaimed Liz as she closed the door to the girl's first year dorm.
"I thought they would never agree on sleeping arrangements," Hermione
added then sighed.
"So." Liz stated and quickly glanced around to see of anyone was within earshot, "How did you figure out that Max was an alien?"
"Well." Hermione started, "after I left your house I went home and got on the Internet."
"Very useful Muggle technology," Liz interrupted. Liz and Hermione utilized the Internet often during the summer months e-mailing and talking on their instant messenger though they saw each other often.
"To continue what I was saying. I got on the internet and conducted a search for 'silver handprint' the search came up with exactly five hits four of which were loyal fan sites to a short lived show called 'Roswell High'. The show, I found out, was about two aliens named Taylor Matthews and Conner Philips who were trying to live a normal life. That is until Taylor heals the girl he had a crush on, Zoe Olsen, when she was hit by a car and critically injured. This is the shocker, Taylor left behind two silver hand prints on Zoe where he had healed her," Hermione explained, greatly amused by the look on Liz's face.
"Weird!" Liz exclaimed half heartedly, "So what about the fifth site?"
"Now it gets weirder," Hermione said seriously, "The fifth site was run by the former sheriff of Roswell in search of any information to help him find the being that was responsible for causing his wife's death in 1959."
"That's not that weird," replied Liz not sure on where Hermione was going.
"No that's not that odd," agreed Hermione, "The weird part was that his wife died because basically her insides were boiled and she had two silver handprints on her chest."
"I'll have to tell Max," Liz stated simply, "He might want to know if there are other aliens out there."
"That's a good idea," Hermione replied, "Lets go to bed. It has been a long day."
"I agree," Liz said. Then the girls went to bed waiting for what the next day would bring.
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Hermione awoke suddenly with an intense feeling that Harry was in trouble. Hermione wanted to go check to see if Harry was okay but didn't want to get in trouble for sneaking into the boy's dormitories in the dead of night. Instead she creped down to the common room. Choosing to sit on a comfy red couch Hermione drew her legs close to her body and stared into the dieing fire. She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard someone whisper "Hi." Hermione looked up and found her eyes locked with Harry's bright green ones.
"Oh, it's you," Hermione whispered in reply.
"May I sit here?" asked Harry.
"Yes you may; it's a free country," Hermione answered. Harry sat nest to her and asked, "Couldn't sleep?"
"No," Hermione answered.
"Bad dream?" asked Harry
"Not really," responded Hermione,
"What do you mean," inquired Harry.
"Well I don't remember my dream I just woke up with an overwhelming feeling that you were in trouble," Hermione told Harry; her voice started to quiver near the end of the sentence.
"Oh 'Mione," Harry said sympathetically. He wrapped his arm around Hermione and pulled her closer to him so now Hermione was leaning on his chest. "I'm fine 'Mione, just fine, there's no need to worry about me."
"I still worry. I care too much about you not to worry," Hermione stated.
"Shush," Harry whispered, "It's going to be okay." Harry started stroking Hermione's hair and not soon afterward Hermione's breathing became slow and even for she had fallen asleep. *I just can't let her sleep down here. She's be better off if she slept in her own bed.* Harry thought, *I guess I could just carry her up to her dorm I do remember 'Mione saying that all her roommates slept very soundly and she has to drag them out of bed most mornings. I'd do it.* After Harry was finished arguing with himself he carefully picked up Hermione and hoped that he wouldn't wake her. He reached her dorm room easily though he had some trouble opening the door with Hermione in his arms. Finally he succeed. Harry laid Hermione on her bed and tucked her in. Then he kissed her forehead and said, "I love you Hermione Granger."
Unknown to Harry that he wasn't as careful as he thought about not waking Hermione for she woke up in the ascent up the stairs and heard what Harry had said and in reply she whispered, "I love you too Harry Potter."
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A/N: Finally! Another part finished! Longest one yet I might add. So tell me what you think by clicking that one little button and typing me a review.