Chapter 2: Prove It!
"I don't believe her…" "Neither do I." "She's just faking it, trying to be cool on set…" voices raised at once, no one believing her.
"QUIET!" shouted JK. "We can prove it! Well…actually Keira by herself can prove this to you better than I."
"Okay," said Dan. "If you're really wizards, prove it to me!" Keira stared intently at Dan for a moment then nodded.
"Well," she said. "Number one, I am a high level wizard."
"You're lying!" said Dan. "You can't be! You're sixteen. Hey! If you're sixteen, then you were really little when the war against Voldemort ended!"
Keira twitched at the name. "Okay. Number one, I am NOT sixteen. I used an anti-aging spell…" she muttered something to herself, and suddenly a tall woman stood before them. She smiled. She looked like Keira…just…a lot older, maybe forty. "I can prove that I can cast spells too…Joanna, I hate to say it, but I suppose on of the Unforgivable Curses would be best for proving this. Do you agree?" JK nodded, pale. Keira looked about for a moment, and then grinned. She leaned down and picked up a lizard off the ground. "A little lizard..." she put it down, and raised her wand above her head. "I hoped to never have to do this again…" she murmured. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" A blast of green light erupted from her wand, and the lizard was suddenly very, very, still. "Well? What are you waiting for, Dan?" she asked softly. "Pick it up. It won't bite. Not anymore."
Dan picked up the lizard. It had no mark on it, anywhere, but it was very definitely dead. "Okay. I believe you," he said softly.
"I thought you would," said Keira curtly. "Now, there's some things you need to know. Your friend JK here is a witch. She's writing about us…why, I couldn't tell you, but whatever. You…Muggles don't consider the stories true, so it's okay. I am Keira Snape, the Defense Against the Arts teacher―" JK cut her off "Severus still hasn't got it? He's wanted it HOW many years??"
Keira chuckled. "Nope. Married me, and still wants it. I told him to stick to his cauldrons, and let me do the Dark Arts. Sev is better fit for Potions than Dark Arts, really." She turned back to the group. "I know Harry Potter. He's in his last year at Hogwarts now…Joanna is a little behind in her writing. I got permission from the Ministry to take you to Hogwarts, for a few days, as the only Muggles to ever go there. Now, consider yourself warned. When you come back, you will not be able to talk about your experiences to anyone except the people here that go, JK, or myself. If you talk about it in public, people will just hear you talking about the weather. If you try to tell people on national television or something…well…mark my words…DO NOT TRY." She then smiled. "Everyone ready?"
There were murmurs and nods of assent. "Ready JK? I can Apparate half of them, you take the others, all right?" JK nodded. "All right. On three. One…Two…Three!" There was a bright light, and suddenly, all of the actors found themselves looking at a giant castle…across a very big lake. There were carriages waiting, and the all got in the three biggest, and were on their way. When the passed through the huge doors, there was a seventeen-year-old standing with two others his age, and a bevy of older people, all dressed like Keira.
"Hello." he said, extending a hand. "I'm Harry Potter."