Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, places, and things belong to JK Rowling.
Chapter 2
This can't be Hogwarts!
"Wake up!" came a laughing voice. "Whoever you might you be!"
Waking, Hermione found herself surrounded by hundreds of smiling beautiful young faces.
These girls didn't look human. They looked like a muggle painting of fairies. Creamy pale skin like poured milk, eyes like jewels, hair falling in long curtains of showering hair, not a lock out of place, they was simply something not human about them.
"Where am I?" Hermione whispered, not recognizing her own voice.
"Hogwarts," A dark eyed, blond with a voice like that of a rock star told her.
"What?" Hermione looked around. She was sitting on a huge bed big enough for twenty full-grown men, silk curtains and scarves hung from the walls. Rugs overlapped on the floor, women's apparel thrown about. It looked like she was in the middle of a Moroccan dream.
A ravishing red head with vivid green eyes plopped down next to Hermione.
"Where………did…………you (points at Hermione)……..come……..from?"
"Oh for crying out loud, she isn't foreign or dumb, Victoria!" Said the dark eyed blond. "YOU don't have to talk to her like that!"
"I was just making sure she could understand the question, Elizabeth!" Victoria squealed back. "YOU don't have to be such a pain in the butt!"
"Oh, here we go again," said a curly blond with purple eyes as Victoria and Elizabeth got into it.
"Guys this is getting old!" said a raven haired orange eyed beauty. "We're not being very hospitable to our new friend here." Her voice tinkled like bells.
Something is so wrong here, Hermione thought. I've got to get out of here!
Leaping up she ran to the big oak door with gold handles.
"She running away!" Elizabeth screamed. Jumping up to chase after her.
"And it's all your fault!" Victoria huffed.
As one the herd of beauties chased after Hermione as she ran through what looked like a really small but cozy sitting room. Hurrying through the door she hoped was to the outside, all the girls froze. Hermione rushed through the little entrance that held cloaks and shoes and out into the hall.
It looked just like Hogwarts.
Eerily still, the girls whispered. "Come back!"
"Quickly!"
"Before they see you…"
"And hurt you."
Heart pounding Hermione turned and saw them. Like human but not human. They were men. And then she saw who they were.
"Harry, Ron, what's going on?"
They looked taller and more animal like, but Harry and Ron they were.
"How do you know our names?" Harry said creeping closer, barely a muscle moving.
Ron moved in and out of the shadows as if he were made up of little more than a thought
"It's me, Hermione," She said taking a step closer to him, laughing nervously. "We've been friends since our first year."
The act of moving closer to Harry seemed to throw him for a loop. He looked at her incredulously.
"I'll be your friend if you want me to be." He whispered, reaching out a hand as if to touch her. As if he didn't believe she was real.
"What is going on here!" growled a familiar voice. Jumping from the ceiling as if he were some kind of vampire was Professor Snape. "Potter, Weasley, what is the meaning of this!"
"Professor Snape!" Hermione breathed in relief. She went to stand by him. He was much taller and his robes seemed to have a life of their own, flowing and flittering about as if they were wings, but it was the same old Snape.
"There was an accident in potion's lab!" Hermione began; desperation and confusion making her speak really fast. "And now everything's strange and Harry and Ron don't recognize me—"
She stopped because Snape hasn't moved a muscle, not even to blink. He just stood there staring at her.
"Professor Snape," Hermione laid a hand on his arm. "What's wrong?"
Suddenly Harry and Ron were on either side of Snape, and all three of them stared down at Hermione's small hand resting on Snape's arm, incredulously, as if it were something so rare and unbelievable.
Professor Snape looked up at Hermione and his eyes burned a vivid red, like a vampire.
"Oh, holly hell!" Screamed a voice from inside the girls' rooms. Out flew a small pink shoe that cracked Snape square on the head. "Over here, Hermione!! Run!!"
Hermione didn't need to be told twice she ran as quickly as her feet could carry here and fling herself in the door way to the girls room. The girls grabbed her arms and pulled her in, but not before she felt a hand grab at and miss her foot.
"For the love of god and shoes, shut the blasted door!" Squealed a voice Hermione could barely hear over the screams of the girls.
Victoria and a red head with deep sea green eyes, quickly slammed the door shut so quickly they looked like they were going super speed.
After a few seconds Hermione spoke, "That was not Hogwarts!"
TBC
A/n: I can't wait to hear what people think of this one. Please Read and Review.