Aimie's amethyst amulet (Try saying that three times fast!)
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Next chapter! Thanks to the people who reviewed the last one.
Yeah, thanks! I was in shock.
You need to have more faith in my abilities, Vicky.
What abilities?
Oi! And anyway, you wrote one of them. Strange, sad, blonde individual.
Am not!!!
What, you saying you aren't blonde? :: shakes head ::
Ok, here we are, Aimie's at Hogwarts (surprise!). But where is everyone else?…….(i.e. me?!!!)
:: Evil laughter.... ::
Aimie! Oh, and by the way, are you going to meet up with Harry and the others?
What, new girl at Hogwarts meeting up with Harry and co.? (major sarcasm) What do you think, Vicky?
White….everything was white. A room swam into focus. Aimie stared around her. Everything was stark white, and there was a bright haze in front of her eyes. She also felt rather detached from everything. 'What happened? Am I dead and gone to heaven?' (A/N Like that's gonna happen!) She thought to herself. No, the girl decided, it looked like a hospital. Plus, she was pretty sure she wouldn't have a splitting headache in heaven.
"Awake dear? Now just eat as much of that chocolate beside you as possible, I'll be there in a minute."
Though she couldn't deny that heaven was definitely a possibility.
"Are you alright there? You look a little disorientated." A woman bustled over and checked her temperature.
"Hello. Could you please direct me to the pearly gates?"
The woman chuckled. "You're a little confused.(A/N Yes!) You're in the Hogwarts infirmary. I'm Madame Pomfrey."
Aimie flopped back onto the bed. Several responses chased each other around inside her head, ranging from fainting again to 'AGGGGGHHHHHHH! I'M NOT REAL!!!!! I'M IN A BOOK!!!!!'.
But what she actually said was;
"Cool."
"Yes, quite." Said Madame Pomfrey absently. "Do eat that chocolate, and then maybe you could tell us what happened to you. It's not every day we find an unconsious girl in muggle clothing lying outside the school gates."
"I'll bet." She bit down on the chocolate. "Um…you didn't happen to find a silver neclace anywhere near me, did you?"
"Your necklace? It's around your neck."
"So it is. Was it on the ground or something?"
The nurse gave her a confused look. "No, dear, you were wearing it, like you are now."
"Oh. That's very odd…" She had been sure she had it in her hand before she collapsed. She looked up sharply. "Could I speak to Professor Dumbledore, do you think?"
"Well, certainly, I'm sure he wants to chat and…..how do you know the headmasters name?"
"Well…." What could she say? 'Well actually you're all just characters in a story which I appear to have been thrown into the middle of, and I happen to be a bit of a fan?'. No way.
"That's kinda what I want to talk to him about."
Madame Pomfrey gave her an understanding smile. "Of course, dear. Can you stand? Good, I'll take you up to his office immediately, then. What is your name, anyway?"
"It's Aimie Scott." Aimie stood, noticing that she was still dressed in her school uniform of black shoes, navy skirt, tights and blazer, and the ever-popular apple-green blouse.
Students dressed in long black robes gave her curious glances as she passed them in the corridors. She didn't blame them, in her school uniform she must look a right idiot. (A/N You always do look a right idiot, Aimie. )
They came to a statue. Madame Pomfrey said "Acid pop!" loudly, and it came to life and hopped aside. They traveled up the revolving staircase, until she thought she would be sick. (A/N - I don't travel well.
They came to a stop in front of a large door, which opened before them.
"Albus, this is Aimie Scott. Our unexpected visitor." A very old looking wizard with long white beard and hair, twinkling blue eyes behind half-moon spectacles and a rather snazzy dress-code looked up. (A/N Snazzy? Yeah! Purple and green! Okaaayyy…)
"Ah, thank you. Come in Miss Scott. Do sit down. Now then. Please do tell me how you managed to get here."
"Well, Sir…." She took the pendant from around her neck. "I think it was this."
"Ah. May I have a look?" She handed it over. He studied the amulet intensely, muttering things like; "Hmmm…pure silver…..amethyst…do you know your star sign?"
"Err…Aquarius."
"Excellent, excellent…now then, these inscriptions." He handed it back to her. "Can you understand what they say? I was never any good with languages."
She brightened. Latin was easy to learn, and she was pretty good at translation (A/N Yeah, right.). "It's in Latin, Sir."
"Don't read it out, whatever you do! That will make the magic kick in again. Try and translate it for me, if you would."
"Okay. Um…Offer…offer prayers to the goddess Minerva, come to the gate…the magic gate with the purple border." (A/N Cool! Purple gate!)
"Ah, now I understand." Which is more than I do, she reflected sourly.
"Please would you tell me what happened, right from the beginning." So, Aimie told him all about what happened with the necklace.
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"….So that's how I got here. Now could you tell me what this thing is?"
"Certainly." Dumbledore smiled. "I believe that pendant of yours is one of the controlling charms between the muggle and magical worlds. Some are muggle-made, and stop at the power to transport the wearer between the magical and muggle universes, but ones like yours were made by wizards. They have more interesting powers. Once the amulet has found one of it's owners suitable, it bonds to them, giving them increased magical powers."
She stared. "Um…forgive me for saying so, but aren't I a muggle? I didn't think I had any powers to increase!" (A/N Yeah, my thoughts exactly.)
"Oh, pretty much everyone has magical powers. In the world you come from, my contacts inform me, nearly all of you are magical, but there are no wizarding organizations to train you. But the longer you spend studying that amulet, the better you will become at controlling it." He chuckled. "You may also find that it almost has a personality. They are extremely protective of their owners."
"Cool, then. But do you know where all my friends are? I know they came too, but they're nowhere here."
"Only you know where to find them." (A/N No she doesn't) 'No I don't!' She thought desperately.
"Use the charm, Aimie." (A/N Yes, use the force, Luke!) "Concentrate on one of your friends, then concentrate on the pendant."
Like that's gonna work, she thought. But still, it was the only shot she had. Who was the most likely to get into trouble of her class?
Oh, that one was hard.
She pictured Deejay, then stared into the purple stone. It was a lovely colour, she noticed, going deeper and deeper, and deeper….
The forest was black and shadowy, totally silent except for the sound of leaves rustling in the light breeze.
And the sound of Deejay's voice yelling from the ground.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PICKING ON ME FOR? YOU'RE ALL OUT TO GET ME, I CAN TELL!!!"
Several very baffled-looking fauns had surrounded him, but looked unsure as to what to do with him. The rest of the fauns, Aimie could see, were dancing joyfully around a huge bonfire.
"Look, I'm quite happy to go away and let you have your orgy in peace, so just let me up, would you!"
Aimie laughed, though this broke her contact with the charm, and the forest faded around her.
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Ok, sorry not much happened that chapter, it'll be better in the next one, promise!
:: Shakes head ::
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