Strangers In Time
Chapter One: A Fight For Life
Rating: R (eventually)
Summary: Harry meats a stranger and they become fast friends, but is she all she seems? How
does she change the out come of things. Isn't as fluffy as you think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related, it all belongs to the wonderful JK and WB. I own Alexis, and almost nothing else.
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We landed outside of a blood red tent with a white flag on it. We stumbled without falling for a second before Hermione dragged Alexis and I into the tent. I knew it to be the healers tent and that Draco would be on shift tonight. I let go of Alexis's arm to run over to the blooded Ron lying on a cot. He looked bad, real bad. He had a gash running from his left eyebrow down to his cheek, a right arm that looked broken in three places, and a long gash running across his stomach.
Alexis grabbed my arm and spun my attention away from Ron.
"Look. I don't know what the hell you guys are, and I don't want to. But if you promise to return me home without hurting me I swear I wont remember any of this."
I touched he shoulder but she flinched away. Why did I feel hurt? Obviously she was confused, and probably a lot scared. I turned toward Hermione.
"Look. Can't we just tell her whats going on. Then we can take her to Dumbledore and see what we should do."
Hermione looked the young woman up and down, biting her lower lip, contemplating over what to do.
"Fine." Hermione went and sat on a vacant cot and motioned Alexis over.
"Alexis, please sit down. What I am about to tell you, will probably be unbelievable to you. And after you see Dumbledore, then you probably wont remember any of this. Harry and I, and everyone here are witches and wizards. We are able to preform magic." To express her point she took out her wand and lit a fire in the fire place. Alexis gasped and looked to me for confemation. I nodded.
"Alexis, right now there is a war going on, a war between the dark and the light, good and bad wizards. When I went to the church, you weren't supposed to be there. And well I guess it's my fault that you're here right now.
Alexis stood up. And started pacing.
"Ok wait. Hold on. Rewind. Backup. You guys are witches and wizards? What are you guys hyped up on?"
I stood in front of her to stop her pacing.
"I know you don't belive it. Not that it matters, but I would love it if you could just stop thinking logically for a while." My friend is hurt, we were force to bring you here. So would you please stay calm? Anything you would like, tea, a place to take a nap. You just ask and we can provide it for you. Alright?"
"Ok. Lets pretend that you guys are telling the truth. What are you gunna do to me? Fatten me up and eat me."
At this Hermione burst out laughing, but quickly sobered up.
"No were not going to eat you, how stupid. We just have to keep you here until we can get you to Dumbledore."
"Who's that? Your cult leader or something?"
Hermione looked about ready to burst.
"No. He's a very wise and dear friend, who's leading the resistance with Harry."
I looked at Hermione threateningly. Alexis looked at me.
"So your important. And weird. I mean you guys are the strangest people I've ever met, and that includes the necrophilic ventriloquist I dated once."
Hermione tapped her foot impatiently.
"Ok. I hate to end this little chat, but we have a sick man to attend to. Alexis the room off of this one had some food and drink, and a cot you can lay on. And, please, please, don't try running." Hermione shoved her into the next room and called as an afterthought.
"Malfoy!"
A handsome blond man hurried in looking worried.
"Good your ok, I thought maybe there had been another attack. Has Ron woken?"
He said this all in a very rushed voice while running around attempting to tye an apron on with one hand.
His story was an odd one. When his father had died, he was taken in by Severus and was made a spy, he was figured out though and was now kept under lock and key in the hospital tent. He had become rather motherly to his patents. And a bit odd around the brain when I stray memory charm hit him. Rather funny when you put him now and the amazing bouncing ferret together.
At one time Ron and I played a joke making him think that he and Hermione were engaged. Hermione never quiet forgave us. But what can you do, but try and have fun with a long war going on. So many friends had been lost, and some had been hurt beyond repare. All we can do is sit and wait for salvation.
Everyone still think that I'm it. But how can I be? I haven't defeated anyone yet. It's almost like a part of me is missing. I suppose thats why I went to the church in the first place. When all else had failed, I decided to try God. All it gave me was a woman who thought we were some kind of cult.
I was brought back to the present with Draco looking me over for cuts or bruises. Paranoid he was. He took Ginny's loss just as hard as her family and friends. He tried everything to save her, everyone did. But it was no use.
I sighed and brought my thoughts back from the past. No time to dwell now. No time at all.
I tugged on Draco's arm.
"How's he doing." I looked over at Ron's still figure.
"Well he got hurt pretty badly, but he'll be fine in a few days. Nothing I can't fix, I'm sure he'll want to keep the scars though. It'll go to his head they will."
AN: Ok sorry this took so long to get out (thats why I'm uplaoding right now insted of later).. not like it matters though. no one read the first chapter. Oh well. Enjoy, anywhoo.
Chapter One: A Fight For Life
Rating: R (eventually)
Summary: Harry meats a stranger and they become fast friends, but is she all she seems? How
does she change the out come of things. Isn't as fluffy as you think.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related, it all belongs to the wonderful JK and WB. I own Alexis, and almost nothing else.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
We landed outside of a blood red tent with a white flag on it. We stumbled without falling for a second before Hermione dragged Alexis and I into the tent. I knew it to be the healers tent and that Draco would be on shift tonight. I let go of Alexis's arm to run over to the blooded Ron lying on a cot. He looked bad, real bad. He had a gash running from his left eyebrow down to his cheek, a right arm that looked broken in three places, and a long gash running across his stomach.
Alexis grabbed my arm and spun my attention away from Ron.
"Look. I don't know what the hell you guys are, and I don't want to. But if you promise to return me home without hurting me I swear I wont remember any of this."
I touched he shoulder but she flinched away. Why did I feel hurt? Obviously she was confused, and probably a lot scared. I turned toward Hermione.
"Look. Can't we just tell her whats going on. Then we can take her to Dumbledore and see what we should do."
Hermione looked the young woman up and down, biting her lower lip, contemplating over what to do.
"Fine." Hermione went and sat on a vacant cot and motioned Alexis over.
"Alexis, please sit down. What I am about to tell you, will probably be unbelievable to you. And after you see Dumbledore, then you probably wont remember any of this. Harry and I, and everyone here are witches and wizards. We are able to preform magic." To express her point she took out her wand and lit a fire in the fire place. Alexis gasped and looked to me for confemation. I nodded.
"Alexis, right now there is a war going on, a war between the dark and the light, good and bad wizards. When I went to the church, you weren't supposed to be there. And well I guess it's my fault that you're here right now.
Alexis stood up. And started pacing.
"Ok wait. Hold on. Rewind. Backup. You guys are witches and wizards? What are you guys hyped up on?"
I stood in front of her to stop her pacing.
"I know you don't belive it. Not that it matters, but I would love it if you could just stop thinking logically for a while." My friend is hurt, we were force to bring you here. So would you please stay calm? Anything you would like, tea, a place to take a nap. You just ask and we can provide it for you. Alright?"
"Ok. Lets pretend that you guys are telling the truth. What are you gunna do to me? Fatten me up and eat me."
At this Hermione burst out laughing, but quickly sobered up.
"No were not going to eat you, how stupid. We just have to keep you here until we can get you to Dumbledore."
"Who's that? Your cult leader or something?"
Hermione looked about ready to burst.
"No. He's a very wise and dear friend, who's leading the resistance with Harry."
I looked at Hermione threateningly. Alexis looked at me.
"So your important. And weird. I mean you guys are the strangest people I've ever met, and that includes the necrophilic ventriloquist I dated once."
Hermione tapped her foot impatiently.
"Ok. I hate to end this little chat, but we have a sick man to attend to. Alexis the room off of this one had some food and drink, and a cot you can lay on. And, please, please, don't try running." Hermione shoved her into the next room and called as an afterthought.
"Malfoy!"
A handsome blond man hurried in looking worried.
"Good your ok, I thought maybe there had been another attack. Has Ron woken?"
He said this all in a very rushed voice while running around attempting to tye an apron on with one hand.
His story was an odd one. When his father had died, he was taken in by Severus and was made a spy, he was figured out though and was now kept under lock and key in the hospital tent. He had become rather motherly to his patents. And a bit odd around the brain when I stray memory charm hit him. Rather funny when you put him now and the amazing bouncing ferret together.
At one time Ron and I played a joke making him think that he and Hermione were engaged. Hermione never quiet forgave us. But what can you do, but try and have fun with a long war going on. So many friends had been lost, and some had been hurt beyond repare. All we can do is sit and wait for salvation.
Everyone still think that I'm it. But how can I be? I haven't defeated anyone yet. It's almost like a part of me is missing. I suppose thats why I went to the church in the first place. When all else had failed, I decided to try God. All it gave me was a woman who thought we were some kind of cult.
I was brought back to the present with Draco looking me over for cuts or bruises. Paranoid he was. He took Ginny's loss just as hard as her family and friends. He tried everything to save her, everyone did. But it was no use.
I sighed and brought my thoughts back from the past. No time to dwell now. No time at all.
I tugged on Draco's arm.
"How's he doing." I looked over at Ron's still figure.
"Well he got hurt pretty badly, but he'll be fine in a few days. Nothing I can't fix, I'm sure he'll want to keep the scars though. It'll go to his head they will."
AN: Ok sorry this took so long to get out (thats why I'm uplaoding right now insted of later).. not like it matters though. no one read the first chapter. Oh well. Enjoy, anywhoo.