Disclaimer: All recognizable people, places, and things belong to JK Rowling. The title from "The Three Musketeers".
Chapter 3
All for one!
"You are so lucky!" Hailey said in her sweet British voice, as she tossed her floor length braid over one shoulder. Her long dark red braid was intertwined with a strand of pearls that complemented her sea green eyes.
"They probably would've snapped you like a twig!" Elizabeth plopped down on one of the overstuffed couches. Her honey blond hair was braided, too, but she had wound hers up in a stylish bun that sat on her fair head like a crown of spun gold.
All the other girls have already went to bed, leaving Hermione, Elizabeth, Victoria, and Hailey alone in the cozy and beautifully decorated common room.
"I'm not so sure about that," Hermione thought back on what had just occurred in the hallway. Sure, the red-eyed thing was scary, but Professor Snape hadn't really done anything threatening. Hermione now felt silly for running.
"What do you mean?" Victoria mumbled as she chewed on a red curl. Her strawberry red locks flowed freely down her back. She was obviously a chronic hair chewer, Hermione thought as Victoria wrapped yet another sweet little curl around her finger.
"They didn't really do anything." Hermione began to pace back and forth, an old habit of hers she indulged in when she was in deep thought. "I should have stayed out there and talked to them."
"What planet are you from?" Hailey's green dress sparkled and fluttered about as she knelt beside a huge oak hope chest. "Really, Hermione, men are to be avoided at all costs. Didn't your mother ever teach you that."
"No, she wasn't silly enough to expect me to believe such nonsense." As she paced back and forth in front of the stone fireplace, Hermione waved her hands about. Pausing, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror above the fireplace mantle.
"Aaah!" Hermione rushed over to the mirror. "What in the hell is going on."
Instead of her normal everyday looks and riot of unruly curls, she had the same unreal look as Hailey, Victoria, and Elizabeth.
In place of her "nothing special" brown eyes were cinnamon sparkles and dropping down to the small of her back was a wave of perfect princess curls, the sides pulled back with lacy golden clips.
"Oh, hell," Hermione muttered, the inhumanness of her appearance becoming one more straw to hit the camels back. "I look like a brainless model from some damn makeup commercial."
She struck a pose; one pretty white hand held out like it had some imaginary beauty product resting on it with the other sassily resting on one arched hip. "Buy this bottle of H20/food coloring, reasonably priced at only $300 per once, and you will look as mindless as me." She lifted her hand from her hip and waved it madly about the other one.
"What's a come-er-sil?" Victoria stopped twirling around in circles to ask; her pink dress still twirling. She kicked her other pink shoe at Elizabeth, who had opened a book and was trying really hard to ignore her and her obsessive spinning.
"I hate you." Elizabeth mumbled as the shoe bounced off the side of her head. Shooting Victoria a dirty look as she turned a page in her book, bringing her feet up on the couch.
"It's one of the ways muggles sale things," Hermione pulled at the snowy white dress she had on. It's lacy edge brushed the floor. All the girls were wearing dresses that looked like they came straight out of a fairy tale.
"What's a muggle?" Hailey asked, the pile of books, parchment, and various other school supplies growing higher and higher around her, covering almost all of the pretty rug she rests upon.
"You know, non-magic people," Hermione went to sit down on the red and gold couch beside the lounging Elizabeth. She was trying to read, but fail miserably because of the wildly spinning pink tornado that is Victoria; which was slowly closing in on her.
In a huff of lavender silk, Elizabeth dropped her book on the floor. "Hermione what are you talking about?"
"Oh, come on," Hermione's stomach growled so she hugged a pillow against it to drown out the sound. "You have muggles here, right?"
"Fraid not," Victoria began twirling in the other direction. Wrinkling her pert little nose, Elizabeth threw her sparkly pick shoe back at her.
"Hermione," Hailey gave up on finding whatever she was looking for, leaving a wreck on the floor in her wake. "If a person doesn't possess magical ability, they wouldn't last ten seconds here."
"You mean there's no car, T.V, radio," Hermione squeaked, "No daytime soaps!"
"Never heard on any of it." Elizabeth slipped her lavender shoes off. Her toenails were perfectly painted to match her lavender gown.
"Sounds like fun." Hailey sighed, flinging her delicate self on the couch beside Hermione. "The place you came from."
"However did you fall out of it?" Victoria asked from where she lay collapsed and dizzy on the floor.
"Fall…" Hermione leaned forward holding the pillow tighter to her stomach.
"Yep! You fell from the sky." Hailey made a diving and crashing motion with her hands. "As naked as the day you were born."
"There was an accident…" Hermione's stomach growled loudly.
"It's going to be a tough night on you." Elizabeth motioned to Hermione's pillow covered stomach. "We have no food here."
Standing, Hermione walked to the door. "I'll just go to the kitchen and get a snack." She reached for the door handle.
"What!"
"Not again!"
"Do you have a death wish?!" The three girls leaped up and surrounded Hermione.
Hailey bodily threw herself in front of the door.
"You can't go out there." Elizabeth grabbed Hermione's hand.
"Have you ever seen them hurt anyone?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow and tapping a slippered foot.
"Well, no," Elizabeth sounded confused and defiant, "but that doesn't mean they won't!"
The girls nodded in agreement.
"We lived a very sheltered life," Victoria smiled, crossing her arms.
"We still would be if dumb old Dumbledore hadn't forced our school to join with Hogwarts School for Wizards." Hailey kicked the door. "Nosy old coot!"
"Professor Dumbledore is here!" Hope leaped in Hermione's heart. Dumbledore will help her get back home.
Leaping around Hailey, Hermione flung open the door and strode out into the hallway.
"Wait!" Elizabeth cried. "You can't go alone," Making a brave face, "I'll go with you." Slipping on her shoes, Elizabeth followed Hermione out into the hallway.
"If you go, I'm going too," Victoria said, holding on pink shoe, "Besides, my favorite pink shoe was lost in battle and I will leave no shoe behind!" She waved her lone pink shoe.
"Oh, frog farts!" Hailey stomped her foot. "I'm coming too."
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TBC
A/n: Sorry this took so long. Been a really long weekend for me. More to come!