Be careful what you wish for
A/N: Even though Ch 1has Harry Potter, It is a Sherlock Holmes story (AKA Neville for a partner). Dis I ONLY OWN LESLIE(A.K.A Alyssa) AND PLOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't sue me, I'm broke, k?
Ch. 1
Leslie, hereafter known as Lez, scowls. Professor Snape hates me, otherwise I wouldn't have Neville for a partner.
"Can you see the board, Lez, cuz I don't know how many phoenix feathers I'm supposed to put in" Neville whispered.
"One and a quarter" Lez says. " Pass the mustard seed."
She deftly put five seeds in, not realizing that Neville had given her spirit balls by mistake. Neville puts in laurel leaves, and all of a sudden, a swirling emerald twister twirled and landed on a shocked Lez. She vanished in a burst of bright, silvery moonfire.
"Fifty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Longbottom!" uttered Professor Snape. However, all noticed with shock that Professor Snape was happy. ************************************************* Lez was shocked. She was in a dank ally. Before her buzzed people with long skirts and tuxes. She thought ruefully. Oh, great. I'm stuck in 19th century London and never go home again! Isn't this a fine kettle of fish!!!!!!! Oh, well, maybe I'll make a friend. As she walked down London, looking for a job, she stumbled upon a lonely, grimy alley. Only it wasn't empty. There was a fistfight. Five tough-looking men were attacking a man of about twenty-five. Against her better judgment, she had to help. Go St. Leslie.
"Five against one isn't fair," she yelled. The thugs looked up saw her and resumed the unjust fight. So much for chivalry. Maybe this will stop 'em. Hehehe. She walked up and kicked him HARD. The guy looks up and starts to attack her. She swept him and picked him up and heaved him in the side. The next guy was running toward her. Too easy. She looks on her other side and sees another running to her. She waits a second and says," Have you two met?" steps out of the way. The guys run into each other and are out cold. "Anybody else?" she taunted. One guy goes running. The other guy is too busy pummeling the victim. This guy's gonna have a hot time on the old town tonight! She said a spell and a blue-white flame appeared. She scooped it up and blew. It hit the man dead on and he writhed in pain. "Give up?" she said evilly. The guy nodded. She got rid of the flame. The guy ran. "What's your name?" she asked. "Sherlock Holmes. What's yours?" "Alyssa Argent." She was barely able to get out the false name with shock., (A/N: Lez is a runaway, she often lives under a false name.) Oh well, coulda been worse. At least he speaks English.
"Let's get you home, uh., Mr. Holmes." Lez, hereafter known as Lyssa, said warily. I'm gonna get back at Neville! What did he give me?! She hailed a hansom cab to get Mr. Nut Case home. Or maybe he telling the truth, I have no clue what Neville gave me. She rummaged for money, when she hit a small paperback novel. The Complete Cases of Sherlock Holmes! Only one other book was in there, Of Two Minds. Her magic book list was in there also. Ah, I see. The Cases was easier for me to be put into because I was in England already! She found the pebbles and paid.
She helped him inside. Unfortunately, the locked door posed a problem. She saw how to easily pick it and was ,in a flash, opening the door. Holmes looked amazed.
"Is anyone here to make sure you're ok?" Lyssa asked worriedly.
"My friend, Dr. Watson, will be here at 3."
"It's only 1:30. I'm staying to make sure you're ok till then."
"You should go home."
"I have no home." She seemed to shock Holmes then. She added, " You claim you can tell about anyone by the manner and appearance, correct?" Holmes nodded, looking slightly smug. " I doubt you can tell much about me," Lyssa said merrily.
" You are the runaway daughter of a rich family, and you are starting to hit harsh times and you sold your jewels and dresses. You ran off because you were facing a loveless marriage and wanted to go to college. Your real name is Madeline Ree. I will send a telegraph to your parents to send for you."
"You are so. (Holmes looks ultra-smug, Lyssa bursts out laughing, Holmes looks ultra puzzled, Lyssa laughs harder.) WRONG! I . a.) am an orphan(half-truth). b.) had hard times since birth. c.) ran away from the orphanage at 10 (Holmes looks shocked.). d.) went to school at 11. e.) am a witch.(Holmes is now in a state of shock.) Here, drink this. It will make you feel better. " She gives him a cherry red vial. He downs it and turns the same shade. "What did you just give me?!" " Hot sauce. You just downed 6oz of the world's spiciest substance. That will keep you up." You ought to be less smug, too, an added bonus!!! Holmes kept quiet. Lyssa tried to forget the last time she had heard that silence. She rummaged around in her bag. She pulls out her laptop. Holmes looks at the laptop with curiosity. "Oh, yeah, did I mention I'm from the future?" Holmes shook his head. "Prove it." "Witch or future?" "Both" Focusing on a letter on the table, she makes it levitate two feet. Later, Watson arrives and hears this odd tale. "Now," Watson says," Is the problem of Miss Argent's lodgings." "Streets," Holmes says quickly, earning a glower from Watson, and Holmes looks sheepish. "I'll only be in London for a short time. I have to identify what brought me here. All I know is that the ingredients are in my bag." "Holmes, let her stay." Watson says. Lyssa gets a good idea. Remembering the train ride from September, she makes eye contact with Holmes and thinks, Say Yes. Holmes halfheartedly says yes.
Lyssa was watching Holmes. As he reached for the s.sponge? Lyssa was laughing quietly. Holmes looked furious. "Holmes, a client's coming." Holmes looked out the window. She was right.
"Last night the home of Mr. Body (Lyssa successfully hid her snort.) was robbed. A piece of paper had a circle with a dot in it was found. He has one son, Alex (Here Lyssa smiled broadly) and no servants."
"Mr. Holmes, this piece of paper will tell you the answer." Lyssa said. Holmes looked at the paper and said "Alex is the robber. The symbol is the symbol for A."
"One last thing. A woman died in a factory. No one knows why. Not one drop of blood in her body. (Lyssa gets visibly paler, no small feat, considering her skin's the color of milk.) There seemed to be an air of carefree-ness there. (Lyssa starts to shake.)" Lestrade added.
"Uh, I need some fresh air. See you shortly." Lyssa says, shaken. She dashes out of the room.
"She knows what's going on. I know it." Holmes mutters.
************************************************** Lyssa's POV
That evening, I decide to take the direct approach. "Holmes, if you take that case you will most definitely be killed. That is not possibly, but definitely."
"Are you the killer?" Holmes asks mildly. That really ticks me off.
"How dare you compare me to (A/N: I HAD to! No flames! I had to conceal the murderer's name.) I hate his guts! He nearly killed me! You idiot! He's killed for don't ask me how long!!!! He'll finish you in a second!!!!!!!!!" Holmes looked only mildly annoyed! I was telling the truth! "Hello, you think you can take on a vampire yourself, fine. Go get killed!!!" Oh, great. I said the V word. My big fat mouth! Bye-Bye Holmes. Don't believe me!
Wait, Holmes's acting as if he believes me! He gulped.
" You are lying." He finally says. Aye-aye-ye, how dense can he get!
"I AM NOT LYING, YOU IDIOT!" I scream. You think he got the message? Wait, I'm leaving soon. Why do I care? Oh, yeah, if I change history AGAIN, I'm in deep trouble. Why is my walk so fuzzy a memory? I usually can remember everything clearly. IT HAPPENED TODAY, I SHOULD AT LEAST KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! Oh, jeez, I sound like the Princess Diaries book!
Holmes, noticing the puzzlement on my face, says, " What happened on your walk?" To tell the truth, I have no clue.
"I honestly can't remember." I say tartly. Then I do. Heaven help me. I slump in my seat and close my eyes. I will not tell anyone that story. Not in a million years.
A/N: If any one guesses what happened I will give them a shout out. It is hinted at by the summary. Thank you. AND the person who gets the Farthest gets a surprise! Oh okay, I redid this because I realized it was choppy and to ridiculous. Srry!
A/N: Even though Ch 1has Harry Potter, It is a Sherlock Holmes story (AKA Neville for a partner). Dis I ONLY OWN LESLIE(A.K.A Alyssa) AND PLOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't sue me, I'm broke, k?
Ch. 1
Leslie, hereafter known as Lez, scowls. Professor Snape hates me, otherwise I wouldn't have Neville for a partner.
"Can you see the board, Lez, cuz I don't know how many phoenix feathers I'm supposed to put in" Neville whispered.
"One and a quarter" Lez says. " Pass the mustard seed."
She deftly put five seeds in, not realizing that Neville had given her spirit balls by mistake. Neville puts in laurel leaves, and all of a sudden, a swirling emerald twister twirled and landed on a shocked Lez. She vanished in a burst of bright, silvery moonfire.
"Fifty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Longbottom!" uttered Professor Snape. However, all noticed with shock that Professor Snape was happy. ************************************************* Lez was shocked. She was in a dank ally. Before her buzzed people with long skirts and tuxes. She thought ruefully. Oh, great. I'm stuck in 19th century London and never go home again! Isn't this a fine kettle of fish!!!!!!! Oh, well, maybe I'll make a friend. As she walked down London, looking for a job, she stumbled upon a lonely, grimy alley. Only it wasn't empty. There was a fistfight. Five tough-looking men were attacking a man of about twenty-five. Against her better judgment, she had to help. Go St. Leslie.
"Five against one isn't fair," she yelled. The thugs looked up saw her and resumed the unjust fight. So much for chivalry. Maybe this will stop 'em. Hehehe. She walked up and kicked him HARD. The guy looks up and starts to attack her. She swept him and picked him up and heaved him in the side. The next guy was running toward her. Too easy. She looks on her other side and sees another running to her. She waits a second and says," Have you two met?" steps out of the way. The guys run into each other and are out cold. "Anybody else?" she taunted. One guy goes running. The other guy is too busy pummeling the victim. This guy's gonna have a hot time on the old town tonight! She said a spell and a blue-white flame appeared. She scooped it up and blew. It hit the man dead on and he writhed in pain. "Give up?" she said evilly. The guy nodded. She got rid of the flame. The guy ran. "What's your name?" she asked. "Sherlock Holmes. What's yours?" "Alyssa Argent." She was barely able to get out the false name with shock., (A/N: Lez is a runaway, she often lives under a false name.) Oh well, coulda been worse. At least he speaks English.
"Let's get you home, uh., Mr. Holmes." Lez, hereafter known as Lyssa, said warily. I'm gonna get back at Neville! What did he give me?! She hailed a hansom cab to get Mr. Nut Case home. Or maybe he telling the truth, I have no clue what Neville gave me. She rummaged for money, when she hit a small paperback novel. The Complete Cases of Sherlock Holmes! Only one other book was in there, Of Two Minds. Her magic book list was in there also. Ah, I see. The Cases was easier for me to be put into because I was in England already! She found the pebbles and paid.
She helped him inside. Unfortunately, the locked door posed a problem. She saw how to easily pick it and was ,in a flash, opening the door. Holmes looked amazed.
"Is anyone here to make sure you're ok?" Lyssa asked worriedly.
"My friend, Dr. Watson, will be here at 3."
"It's only 1:30. I'm staying to make sure you're ok till then."
"You should go home."
"I have no home." She seemed to shock Holmes then. She added, " You claim you can tell about anyone by the manner and appearance, correct?" Holmes nodded, looking slightly smug. " I doubt you can tell much about me," Lyssa said merrily.
" You are the runaway daughter of a rich family, and you are starting to hit harsh times and you sold your jewels and dresses. You ran off because you were facing a loveless marriage and wanted to go to college. Your real name is Madeline Ree. I will send a telegraph to your parents to send for you."
"You are so. (Holmes looks ultra-smug, Lyssa bursts out laughing, Holmes looks ultra puzzled, Lyssa laughs harder.) WRONG! I . a.) am an orphan(half-truth). b.) had hard times since birth. c.) ran away from the orphanage at 10 (Holmes looks shocked.). d.) went to school at 11. e.) am a witch.(Holmes is now in a state of shock.) Here, drink this. It will make you feel better. " She gives him a cherry red vial. He downs it and turns the same shade. "What did you just give me?!" " Hot sauce. You just downed 6oz of the world's spiciest substance. That will keep you up." You ought to be less smug, too, an added bonus!!! Holmes kept quiet. Lyssa tried to forget the last time she had heard that silence. She rummaged around in her bag. She pulls out her laptop. Holmes looks at the laptop with curiosity. "Oh, yeah, did I mention I'm from the future?" Holmes shook his head. "Prove it." "Witch or future?" "Both" Focusing on a letter on the table, she makes it levitate two feet. Later, Watson arrives and hears this odd tale. "Now," Watson says," Is the problem of Miss Argent's lodgings." "Streets," Holmes says quickly, earning a glower from Watson, and Holmes looks sheepish. "I'll only be in London for a short time. I have to identify what brought me here. All I know is that the ingredients are in my bag." "Holmes, let her stay." Watson says. Lyssa gets a good idea. Remembering the train ride from September, she makes eye contact with Holmes and thinks, Say Yes. Holmes halfheartedly says yes.
Lyssa was watching Holmes. As he reached for the s.sponge? Lyssa was laughing quietly. Holmes looked furious. "Holmes, a client's coming." Holmes looked out the window. She was right.
"Last night the home of Mr. Body (Lyssa successfully hid her snort.) was robbed. A piece of paper had a circle with a dot in it was found. He has one son, Alex (Here Lyssa smiled broadly) and no servants."
"Mr. Holmes, this piece of paper will tell you the answer." Lyssa said. Holmes looked at the paper and said "Alex is the robber. The symbol is the symbol for A."
"One last thing. A woman died in a factory. No one knows why. Not one drop of blood in her body. (Lyssa gets visibly paler, no small feat, considering her skin's the color of milk.) There seemed to be an air of carefree-ness there. (Lyssa starts to shake.)" Lestrade added.
"Uh, I need some fresh air. See you shortly." Lyssa says, shaken. She dashes out of the room.
"She knows what's going on. I know it." Holmes mutters.
************************************************** Lyssa's POV
That evening, I decide to take the direct approach. "Holmes, if you take that case you will most definitely be killed. That is not possibly, but definitely."
"Are you the killer?" Holmes asks mildly. That really ticks me off.
"How dare you compare me to (A/N: I HAD to! No flames! I had to conceal the murderer's name.) I hate his guts! He nearly killed me! You idiot! He's killed for don't ask me how long!!!! He'll finish you in a second!!!!!!!!!" Holmes looked only mildly annoyed! I was telling the truth! "Hello, you think you can take on a vampire yourself, fine. Go get killed!!!" Oh, great. I said the V word. My big fat mouth! Bye-Bye Holmes. Don't believe me!
Wait, Holmes's acting as if he believes me! He gulped.
" You are lying." He finally says. Aye-aye-ye, how dense can he get!
"I AM NOT LYING, YOU IDIOT!" I scream. You think he got the message? Wait, I'm leaving soon. Why do I care? Oh, yeah, if I change history AGAIN, I'm in deep trouble. Why is my walk so fuzzy a memory? I usually can remember everything clearly. IT HAPPENED TODAY, I SHOULD AT LEAST KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! Oh, jeez, I sound like the Princess Diaries book!
Holmes, noticing the puzzlement on my face, says, " What happened on your walk?" To tell the truth, I have no clue.
"I honestly can't remember." I say tartly. Then I do. Heaven help me. I slump in my seat and close my eyes. I will not tell anyone that story. Not in a million years.
A/N: If any one guesses what happened I will give them a shout out. It is hinted at by the summary. Thank you. AND the person who gets the Farthest gets a surprise! Oh okay, I redid this because I realized it was choppy and to ridiculous. Srry!