CHAPTER FOUR
A BIT OF MISERY
After her shift, Kat went for a little relaxing walk, in a mall, where she had gotten some new clothes, and shoes, and a hair cut, and a purse, and some more clothes. It was about time.
After getting home to catch a little bit of TV and get changed, it seemed to never become five. She sat with her cat thinking about everything she could be doing, and how much she really really wanted to go on another broom ride.
Eventually, it did become four fifty five, and she skipped down the stairs of her apartment and to the light, now that the rain let up, it had become rather pleasurable. She liked her new outfit, and purse, even the shoes just seemed to flow, it had been all black, a skirt and gothic long sleeved shirt, and her favorite jacket, black leather.
He walked up the road, and she walked down to meet him half way.
"How was your day?" he asked.
"Fine," she answered, "Yours?"
"Um, I had to set up some troll traps at my parents house for them, they get really bad as autumn comes around."
"Oh?" she had no idea what was going on, or what even a troll really was like, only the green, hairy, pot belly stupid ones that fairy tails some times refereed to, "Where are we going?"
"Um, Diagon Alley," he answered, opening the door for her in to the Leaky Cauldron.
She was shocked, and stuck close, hoping that they wouldn't attack her for being a muggle, but there attention seemed to be drawn to a man who had been telling some sort of story.
"THEY SAY IT DRIVES PEOPLE MAD!!" the man in strange robes roared, "Dumbledor himself wont come back to the school! THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC IS OVERWHELMED!! It seems that even they can not find the origin of this curse. Oh, and this curse," the man got quiet, as if ready to pounce on the plot of the story, "Every magical thing is being destroyed by means of insanity, oh, and some say it will not end with Hogwarts, no, it will go on, on, UNTIL IT CONSUMES THE ENTIRE WIZARDRY WORLD!!" he yelled, while someone pulled the stool from under him.
Oliver had to pull Kat back into Diagon alley, because she had been watching the man, and she missed the code to get in.
"What's a world doing in the back of a pub?" she asked, being surprised by the world.
Oliver tired to hurry here down the street, but it was hard with the crowd.
Everyone thought it was Armageddon, and went to get there money out of Gringotts and buy everything they would need to protect themselves. Ollivander had been putting up an 'Out of Business sign' and had been struggling to, using his wand to lift it, but with all the commotion it had become rather difficult.
Oliver saw, and felt his stomach turn, watching this man who was so respectable and in a word mad, have to give up his business because of something that had been happening, and some people thought that it was going to spread.
"Come on, this way," Oliver pulled her out of the commotion and up the steps of the main Ministry of Magic building.
Inside the building wasn't much, a large statue of a gryffin, but other wise it was empty.
A man, Nichols Fudge scrambled towards them, seemly out of breath, "Oh, thank goodness, no need for Muggles to know about this," he said, taking Kat's arm.
"What?" she asked, confused, as she had been drawn back into what seemed to be an interrogation room.
Oliver put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the building, hoping he did the right thing. Even if she was a muggle, she didn't seem to go telling everyone... she seemed to like knowing about this world, and was fascinated, but that was what the Ministry of Magic was there to stop.
He walked back into the crowd, running into Drako, but tried to brush it off, for he was a Malfoy and even though he didn't go to Hogwarts anymore a House is a House, and he still had something against the Slytherin.
"Wonder what he's doing here," Oliver commented to himself.
"Who?" someone asked.
He looked around, seeing know one, thought maybe he had just cough a part of someone else's conversation.
The door to the Leaky Cauldron creaked shut and he walked out to the street, where the moon had been hid behind thick clouds. He walked, hoping to find an alley to cast an invisibility spell and then fly out of there.
As he walked down the alley, he heard someone stepping in unison with him, he turned around.
"Who's there?" he asked, even though he couldn't see them.
A girl appeared, dropping a black cloak to the ground. She had silver hair, long, to her knees, and hazel eyes. She wore black, that stood out dramatically against her pale white skin.
"Who are you?" he asked, reaching for his wand.
She approached him, eventually having him backed up against a wall, for some reason he couldn't cast a spell, and she pinned him against the wall, taking his wand and breaking it with one hand.
***
Fudge had waved his wand around in a circle, saying something, she couldn't hear, she could hear something else, some kind of whispering.
His eyes filled with shock and he left the room, calling in another wizard, who tried the same thing, but now, this whisper had kept her in a trance, and she didn't move, and even though her heart raced, she remained still.
"Call Dumbledore," the wizard suggesting, as there spells weren't working on her.
"Yes, good idea," Fudge said, leaving the room.
After a few moments, the lights turned out, and she saw some kind of creature walking in the hallway, and she could hear something worse then the whispering... and she started to shake, in her head, she became to fell everything painful, recalling ever terrible beat, and she cried silent tears.
Fudge walked back in with a different wizard, not Dumbledore, and saw her, now even worse then before.
"What's wrong with her? Are you sure she's a muggle?" the wizard asked.
"Ofcorse she is!" Fudge said, but then thought a little more, "She has to be," he thought even deeper, "Do a test," he sighed.
"Yes sir," the wizard pulled our his wand, as he was an expert at judging magical ability, but before he had the chance to cast his spell, the room filled with even more blackness, and both the men found themselves at a loss of words.
The grey wolf appeared on the table, turning into the women, Tala. She wore grey clothing, cloak, and had grey hair, with hazel eyes, and pale skin. The two wizards tried to cast spells but couldn't.
She smiled and disappeared, Kat disappearing as well, and the room returning to the same light that it had before Kat had ever entered it.
***
The girl that had some kind of spell on Oliver, had backed up, as vines poured out of her wand, and tied him up, "You'll never find her," she said, putting the cloak back on and disappearing.
The girl representing the Cosmouse school appeared, and used a spell to free him, a short while later.
"Who was she?" he asked.
"Avalon, she's just graduated from the Cosmouse school, they say she's the daughter of the Tala, the grey wolf," she answered casually.
"Tala?"
"Ha, what do they teach you at Hogwarts? Well, I suggest you take some extra precautions," she said, walking away.
"Wait," he ran up to her, "Cosmouse?"
She put her hand on her head, "Honestly, how dumb can you be!" she said, rather irritated, "Look it up!"
He backed off, grabbed his broom and flew away.
***
Hermione sat at the dinner table as her mom walked in, "Have you been there all day?"
"No, I went out," she answered.
"Oh," her mom hung up her coat.
"Yeah, mom?" Hermione started.
Her mom came in the kitchen and sat down, "Yeah?"
"Hogwarts is closed," she explained the whole situation...
... "Do you wanna go to this other school?" her mom got around to asking.
"I don't know," Hermione answered.
A BIT OF MISERY
After her shift, Kat went for a little relaxing walk, in a mall, where she had gotten some new clothes, and shoes, and a hair cut, and a purse, and some more clothes. It was about time.
After getting home to catch a little bit of TV and get changed, it seemed to never become five. She sat with her cat thinking about everything she could be doing, and how much she really really wanted to go on another broom ride.
Eventually, it did become four fifty five, and she skipped down the stairs of her apartment and to the light, now that the rain let up, it had become rather pleasurable. She liked her new outfit, and purse, even the shoes just seemed to flow, it had been all black, a skirt and gothic long sleeved shirt, and her favorite jacket, black leather.
He walked up the road, and she walked down to meet him half way.
"How was your day?" he asked.
"Fine," she answered, "Yours?"
"Um, I had to set up some troll traps at my parents house for them, they get really bad as autumn comes around."
"Oh?" she had no idea what was going on, or what even a troll really was like, only the green, hairy, pot belly stupid ones that fairy tails some times refereed to, "Where are we going?"
"Um, Diagon Alley," he answered, opening the door for her in to the Leaky Cauldron.
She was shocked, and stuck close, hoping that they wouldn't attack her for being a muggle, but there attention seemed to be drawn to a man who had been telling some sort of story.
"THEY SAY IT DRIVES PEOPLE MAD!!" the man in strange robes roared, "Dumbledor himself wont come back to the school! THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC IS OVERWHELMED!! It seems that even they can not find the origin of this curse. Oh, and this curse," the man got quiet, as if ready to pounce on the plot of the story, "Every magical thing is being destroyed by means of insanity, oh, and some say it will not end with Hogwarts, no, it will go on, on, UNTIL IT CONSUMES THE ENTIRE WIZARDRY WORLD!!" he yelled, while someone pulled the stool from under him.
Oliver had to pull Kat back into Diagon alley, because she had been watching the man, and she missed the code to get in.
"What's a world doing in the back of a pub?" she asked, being surprised by the world.
Oliver tired to hurry here down the street, but it was hard with the crowd.
Everyone thought it was Armageddon, and went to get there money out of Gringotts and buy everything they would need to protect themselves. Ollivander had been putting up an 'Out of Business sign' and had been struggling to, using his wand to lift it, but with all the commotion it had become rather difficult.
Oliver saw, and felt his stomach turn, watching this man who was so respectable and in a word mad, have to give up his business because of something that had been happening, and some people thought that it was going to spread.
"Come on, this way," Oliver pulled her out of the commotion and up the steps of the main Ministry of Magic building.
Inside the building wasn't much, a large statue of a gryffin, but other wise it was empty.
A man, Nichols Fudge scrambled towards them, seemly out of breath, "Oh, thank goodness, no need for Muggles to know about this," he said, taking Kat's arm.
"What?" she asked, confused, as she had been drawn back into what seemed to be an interrogation room.
Oliver put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the building, hoping he did the right thing. Even if she was a muggle, she didn't seem to go telling everyone... she seemed to like knowing about this world, and was fascinated, but that was what the Ministry of Magic was there to stop.
He walked back into the crowd, running into Drako, but tried to brush it off, for he was a Malfoy and even though he didn't go to Hogwarts anymore a House is a House, and he still had something against the Slytherin.
"Wonder what he's doing here," Oliver commented to himself.
"Who?" someone asked.
He looked around, seeing know one, thought maybe he had just cough a part of someone else's conversation.
The door to the Leaky Cauldron creaked shut and he walked out to the street, where the moon had been hid behind thick clouds. He walked, hoping to find an alley to cast an invisibility spell and then fly out of there.
As he walked down the alley, he heard someone stepping in unison with him, he turned around.
"Who's there?" he asked, even though he couldn't see them.
A girl appeared, dropping a black cloak to the ground. She had silver hair, long, to her knees, and hazel eyes. She wore black, that stood out dramatically against her pale white skin.
"Who are you?" he asked, reaching for his wand.
She approached him, eventually having him backed up against a wall, for some reason he couldn't cast a spell, and she pinned him against the wall, taking his wand and breaking it with one hand.
***
Fudge had waved his wand around in a circle, saying something, she couldn't hear, she could hear something else, some kind of whispering.
His eyes filled with shock and he left the room, calling in another wizard, who tried the same thing, but now, this whisper had kept her in a trance, and she didn't move, and even though her heart raced, she remained still.
"Call Dumbledore," the wizard suggesting, as there spells weren't working on her.
"Yes, good idea," Fudge said, leaving the room.
After a few moments, the lights turned out, and she saw some kind of creature walking in the hallway, and she could hear something worse then the whispering... and she started to shake, in her head, she became to fell everything painful, recalling ever terrible beat, and she cried silent tears.
Fudge walked back in with a different wizard, not Dumbledore, and saw her, now even worse then before.
"What's wrong with her? Are you sure she's a muggle?" the wizard asked.
"Ofcorse she is!" Fudge said, but then thought a little more, "She has to be," he thought even deeper, "Do a test," he sighed.
"Yes sir," the wizard pulled our his wand, as he was an expert at judging magical ability, but before he had the chance to cast his spell, the room filled with even more blackness, and both the men found themselves at a loss of words.
The grey wolf appeared on the table, turning into the women, Tala. She wore grey clothing, cloak, and had grey hair, with hazel eyes, and pale skin. The two wizards tried to cast spells but couldn't.
She smiled and disappeared, Kat disappearing as well, and the room returning to the same light that it had before Kat had ever entered it.
***
The girl that had some kind of spell on Oliver, had backed up, as vines poured out of her wand, and tied him up, "You'll never find her," she said, putting the cloak back on and disappearing.
The girl representing the Cosmouse school appeared, and used a spell to free him, a short while later.
"Who was she?" he asked.
"Avalon, she's just graduated from the Cosmouse school, they say she's the daughter of the Tala, the grey wolf," she answered casually.
"Tala?"
"Ha, what do they teach you at Hogwarts? Well, I suggest you take some extra precautions," she said, walking away.
"Wait," he ran up to her, "Cosmouse?"
She put her hand on her head, "Honestly, how dumb can you be!" she said, rather irritated, "Look it up!"
He backed off, grabbed his broom and flew away.
***
Hermione sat at the dinner table as her mom walked in, "Have you been there all day?"
"No, I went out," she answered.
"Oh," her mom hung up her coat.
"Yeah, mom?" Hermione started.
Her mom came in the kitchen and sat down, "Yeah?"
"Hogwarts is closed," she explained the whole situation...
... "Do you wanna go to this other school?" her mom got around to asking.
"I don't know," Hermione answered.
