On the Other Side of Reality
Chapter Two: Flight and Water
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series.
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Before I describe to you where I had ended up, I want you to know that it was not Hogwarts. My minds eye had created a nice cottage on a cliff by the ocean in Ireland. That is where I decided I would live with the characters I loved so much.
The scenario in my past fanfictions was that I lived in that cottage while attending a muggle college. I was secretly aware that I had some special gift of transformation. The name for me in the wizarding world is Animagi, or someone who can willingly transform into an animal. I could be a hawk at will.
Anyway, as I was falling, I didn't really know what was happening to me. I said before that I thought I was dying.
The truth was that I had fallen into my imagination through writing (which, I later discovered, is a special kind of portal that man has tried to master for centuries). I was falling into my dream world.
I felt my body changing all around me. I was no longer floating, but gliding. I had wings and feathers.
My next thought was that I was dreaming, and I was rather excited at the thought of experiencing a lucid dream (I had tried to for some time, but it is not the most efficient kind of portal). I still had doubt, though, because I could sense my body. I was breathing and feeling. My body was alive and awake.
Maybe.just maybe I had made it through. I shook this thought from my mind, but there was no other explanation as I descended to find the cliff and the familiar blue cottage. Descending still, I looked upon the ocean and saw a pod of orca whales swimming below the cliff. Orcas are my favorite animal, and I always found a place for them in my stories. In them I could interact with the whales. Did I dare let myself fall into the water with these awesome creatures? Hell, yes.
I transformed back into a human being and let myself fall into the shockingly cold water. They noticed me instantly, but did not attack as I mildly expected them to. They just continued to swim and play with each other. I was a part of their group. It was beautiful.
One calf nudged my feet and surfaced behind me, blowing a spout of mist in my hair. I turned and reached out my hand. It rose to touch it with its nose. His mother came and swam alongside me and dived, out of sight. She appeared behind me but still below the water. I tried to touch her with my feet and she pushed them. I gave a joyous cry. She pushed me faster and faster through the water, her calf following alongside us.
She stopped and dived again. Curious, I went beneath the water too and, despite the stinging of saltwater, opened my eyes. I could see the whales in the murky water, nudging and loving each other. The big mother came up fast beneath me and pushed me high out of the water. I turned back into a hawk as she fell to the water, creating a huge splash.
I flew up to the top of the cliff, transformed, and stared at the beautiful reality that surrounded me. I kissed the ground and cried in ecstasy. I was soaking wet, and I was home.
Chapter Two: Flight and Water
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series.
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Before I describe to you where I had ended up, I want you to know that it was not Hogwarts. My minds eye had created a nice cottage on a cliff by the ocean in Ireland. That is where I decided I would live with the characters I loved so much.
The scenario in my past fanfictions was that I lived in that cottage while attending a muggle college. I was secretly aware that I had some special gift of transformation. The name for me in the wizarding world is Animagi, or someone who can willingly transform into an animal. I could be a hawk at will.
Anyway, as I was falling, I didn't really know what was happening to me. I said before that I thought I was dying.
The truth was that I had fallen into my imagination through writing (which, I later discovered, is a special kind of portal that man has tried to master for centuries). I was falling into my dream world.
I felt my body changing all around me. I was no longer floating, but gliding. I had wings and feathers.
My next thought was that I was dreaming, and I was rather excited at the thought of experiencing a lucid dream (I had tried to for some time, but it is not the most efficient kind of portal). I still had doubt, though, because I could sense my body. I was breathing and feeling. My body was alive and awake.
Maybe.just maybe I had made it through. I shook this thought from my mind, but there was no other explanation as I descended to find the cliff and the familiar blue cottage. Descending still, I looked upon the ocean and saw a pod of orca whales swimming below the cliff. Orcas are my favorite animal, and I always found a place for them in my stories. In them I could interact with the whales. Did I dare let myself fall into the water with these awesome creatures? Hell, yes.
I transformed back into a human being and let myself fall into the shockingly cold water. They noticed me instantly, but did not attack as I mildly expected them to. They just continued to swim and play with each other. I was a part of their group. It was beautiful.
One calf nudged my feet and surfaced behind me, blowing a spout of mist in my hair. I turned and reached out my hand. It rose to touch it with its nose. His mother came and swam alongside me and dived, out of sight. She appeared behind me but still below the water. I tried to touch her with my feet and she pushed them. I gave a joyous cry. She pushed me faster and faster through the water, her calf following alongside us.
She stopped and dived again. Curious, I went beneath the water too and, despite the stinging of saltwater, opened my eyes. I could see the whales in the murky water, nudging and loving each other. The big mother came up fast beneath me and pushed me high out of the water. I turned back into a hawk as she fell to the water, creating a huge splash.
I flew up to the top of the cliff, transformed, and stared at the beautiful reality that surrounded me. I kissed the ground and cried in ecstasy. I was soaking wet, and I was home.