Adam blinked. "Scorpina," he mused. "Why couldn't she have gone after
Tommy, or Billy for God's sakes?"
Rocky shrugged. "No girl can resist your wily charms," he said jokingly. Rocky was suddenly pelted by the nearest possible objects. Adam suddenly looked towards the door.
Harry shrugged at Ron as he pulled at the black sleeve of the Boy That Lived's robes. "No, Ron, I don't know what they're talking about."
Hermione shushed them as Colin Creevey passed by, eyes a little more distant than usual. "Shut up! I can't do this if you make noise."
Harry glanced upwards, and his heart gave an unpleasant leap.
Adam was standing above them, and they had removed most of the Cloak.
"So," Adam said as he paced in front of the three students sitting in the chairs. "I'm sure you have questions. I have answers."
Hermione hesitated. "Who is Scorpina?"
Adam sighed. "Possibly the ultimate jilted ex-girlfriend. For some reason she took a fancy to me, and now she won't let me go."
Rocky snorted. "Possibly? Man, she had the whole universe full of guys her own species and she chose _you_? This is some screwed-up dimension we live in. Sorry, kids," he said as an afterthought.
"No problem. Who's Zordon?" Ron asked.
"Zordon…Zordon was probably the greatest mage of all time." Adam frowned as Rocky suddenly coughed, sounding suspiciously like "Time-warp!"
"Anyways," Adam continued. "The rest I can't explain until I speak to Professor Dumbledore…who is coming down the corridor now."
"Adam, Harry, Miss. Granger, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore paused as he saw the other member of the party. "I don't believe we've met."
"Rocky DeSantos, sir," Rocky introduced himself, shaking hands with the Professor.
"So, Professor Park, what's this about?" Adam saw Professor Dumbledore take a small glance at Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"They're here because if they aren't then they'll be searching around for answers, and just making a general nuisance of themselves," Ada said. Harry, Ron and Hermione all smiled innocently.
Adam scratched his head. "Well, Headmaster, it's a very long story. I wasn't exactly truthful that time you sensed my magic around Muggles about seven months ago. In Angel Grove, where I moved when I was a teen, there was an attempt by an evil alien named Astronema to take over…-that's no good. A little intergalactic war…-No, not that way either." Adam shot a sheepish look at Rocky. "Help?"
Rocky shook his head, a faint grin on his face. "Nah, frog-boy, you're doin' fine." His grin widened. "Last time I saw you babbling this much Dulcea had just turned you into a prince."
Adam whistled innocently as Rocky was again pelted by the objects in the room. "No fair picking on Muggles!" he protested.
"Like when you glued my wand to the fan?" Adam asked.
Rocky had the good grace to look sheepish. "Maybe…"
"Okay, maybe this'll be easier if I just show you." Adam closed his eyes, and suddenly all six of them felt like they were dropping, guided only by a single golden-green thread into more and more darkness…
Rocky shrugged. "No girl can resist your wily charms," he said jokingly. Rocky was suddenly pelted by the nearest possible objects. Adam suddenly looked towards the door.
Harry shrugged at Ron as he pulled at the black sleeve of the Boy That Lived's robes. "No, Ron, I don't know what they're talking about."
Hermione shushed them as Colin Creevey passed by, eyes a little more distant than usual. "Shut up! I can't do this if you make noise."
Harry glanced upwards, and his heart gave an unpleasant leap.
Adam was standing above them, and they had removed most of the Cloak.
"So," Adam said as he paced in front of the three students sitting in the chairs. "I'm sure you have questions. I have answers."
Hermione hesitated. "Who is Scorpina?"
Adam sighed. "Possibly the ultimate jilted ex-girlfriend. For some reason she took a fancy to me, and now she won't let me go."
Rocky snorted. "Possibly? Man, she had the whole universe full of guys her own species and she chose _you_? This is some screwed-up dimension we live in. Sorry, kids," he said as an afterthought.
"No problem. Who's Zordon?" Ron asked.
"Zordon…Zordon was probably the greatest mage of all time." Adam frowned as Rocky suddenly coughed, sounding suspiciously like "Time-warp!"
"Anyways," Adam continued. "The rest I can't explain until I speak to Professor Dumbledore…who is coming down the corridor now."
"Adam, Harry, Miss. Granger, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore paused as he saw the other member of the party. "I don't believe we've met."
"Rocky DeSantos, sir," Rocky introduced himself, shaking hands with the Professor.
"So, Professor Park, what's this about?" Adam saw Professor Dumbledore take a small glance at Harry, Ron and Hermione.
"They're here because if they aren't then they'll be searching around for answers, and just making a general nuisance of themselves," Ada said. Harry, Ron and Hermione all smiled innocently.
Adam scratched his head. "Well, Headmaster, it's a very long story. I wasn't exactly truthful that time you sensed my magic around Muggles about seven months ago. In Angel Grove, where I moved when I was a teen, there was an attempt by an evil alien named Astronema to take over…-that's no good. A little intergalactic war…-No, not that way either." Adam shot a sheepish look at Rocky. "Help?"
Rocky shook his head, a faint grin on his face. "Nah, frog-boy, you're doin' fine." His grin widened. "Last time I saw you babbling this much Dulcea had just turned you into a prince."
Adam whistled innocently as Rocky was again pelted by the objects in the room. "No fair picking on Muggles!" he protested.
"Like when you glued my wand to the fan?" Adam asked.
Rocky had the good grace to look sheepish. "Maybe…"
"Okay, maybe this'll be easier if I just show you." Adam closed his eyes, and suddenly all six of them felt like they were dropping, guided only by a single golden-green thread into more and more darkness…