Traveling my way?

A/N: Alrighty, here's chapter 6! But it's just something for me to brainstorm about. Oh yeah-before I forget again, I would like to send out a special thank-u to Goldenwolf88, I'm really glad that you like it! * sniff *, it makes me so happy! And since we're really getting to the booty of the story, I thought it would be nice to let some of our characters comment about how they feel. But this is just a tea-story time thing.

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Garion: Who's the main person in this story anyways?

A/N: I have absolutely no idea. . . Next question!

Harry: Why am I the one with the delusional dreams? I mean, okay, so everybody has voices in their head, but why did I have to get a 'she'?

Inside-thought: What's that supposed to mean?

Harry: What am I supposed to call you anyway? D'you know what they do to people with voices that aren't their own? There's a place called the asylum in my world. With really tight white jackets and they'll stick you inside a bouncy room.

Inside-thought: Sounds like fun. Your point being anyways?

Harry: Just shut up!

Hermione: Will both of you be quiet! Marie is trying to tell me something!

A/N: Who's Marie?

Hermione: My friend.

A/N: O-kay. And where is she?

Hermione: She doesn't like being seen by just anybody. Only her friends can see her, and you're obviously NOT included.

A/N: Boy, I really do feel disappointed at that news-flash.

Belgarath: Pol, did you have something to do with this?

Pol: For a change, father, it wasn't my doing.

Hermione: Marie doesn't like it when people talk about her as if she weren't here.

Ron: Who's gonna break the news to her?

Harry: Sure, Ron. Not even Voldemort is THAT stupid as to go against the walking textbook of spells and whatnot.

Voldemort: Did someone call my name?

A/N: What the heck are YOU doing here?! You're not even mentioned within any of the chapters!!

Voldemort: I was going to go prepare some more evil plans to try and take over the world, when I happened to cross by here and hear my name being called.

Hermione: Marie says there is no 'happened'. You came to complain about you being left out of this story.

Voldemort: Who's Marie?

Hermione: My friend.

A/N: She doesn't like to be seen.

Voldemort: . . . . Are you absolutely SURE she's the genius?

A/N: Um, now that you mention it, I'm starting to have doubts myself.

Inside-thought: Harry, are you sure you're still the crazy one?

Harry: With you around, . . ., wait. Is that a trick question?

Poledra: Are you positive you didn't spice up our breakfast this morning with anything that's not too good for the normal health, Pol?

Pol: I don't know. . . . Maybe I'm suffering from memory loss.

Hermione: Marie says you're all crazy.

Ron: And we really don't care about what Marie has to say.

Hermione: Don't be mean to Marie!

Ron: Or else what?

Harry: Hermione, don't-

SHA-ZAMM!

Harry: I tried to warn you, Ron.

Ron: . . .

Voldemort: My, she might put me in retirement if she keeps at it with that temper.

Hermione: That should teach you a lesson about being mean to Marie.

A/N: Hermione dear, WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!

Hermione: He made me angry!

Pol: Harpoon, or whatever your name is, change him back. Immediately.

Hermione: No.

Belgarath: Pol, don't do it.

Pol: She needs to learn a very serious lesson in discipline and obedience.

Hermione: AAGH!

Harry: oh dear.

A/N: Why me? What did I do to deserve this?

Ron: . . .

A/N: Oh, Ron. You're back to normal.

Ron: . . .

Harry: How do you feel?

Ron: . . .

Harry: . . .

A/N: Harry, quit strangling Ron!

Ron: * gag, gurgle gurgle *

Harry: Speak already, damnit!

Pol: I think you all need to go to sleep, NOW.

A/n: And so, dear viewers. It is with deepest regret * yawn * that we leave you now. So our story will continue in ch-apter 7. . . * yawn *

Hermione: Marie says. . . she. . . hates . . . z z z z

Belgarath: Thank goodness, there all quiet.