Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter, Newsies, or any other musical/play/book
that I use. Or, as a matter of fact, any of the characters in this story.
Harry Potter walked into his dormitory to get his wand. He would need it for his homework tonight. But when he reached into his trunk, he didn't feel his wand. in fact, he didn't feel anything but one item, which Harry pulled out to let it shine and spin in his hand. He was mesmerized by it- he had never seen it before. There was a bang from the Common Room, and then the sound of footsteps coming up the steps. Somehow, he could feel that no one else should be able to see what he had found in his trunk, but before he could hide it, or even think of a place TO hide it, Ron and Hermione burst into the room.
"Harry, what are you doing? We've been looking for you all over!" Hermione said.
"Whoa! Harry, what is that?" Ron said, seeing the shining object in his hand.
Harry shook his head.
"Whatever it is, it's bloody-wicked!" Ron said, bending down to stare at it more closely. He reached out to touch it, but as he did so, the object started to make a sound and turned a blood red.
"Oh, Harry, you should put that back where you found it until we show it to a teacher!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Hermione! We can't just put it away. Don't you want to know what it is?" Ron asked.
Hermione bit her lip and stared at the object, now turning a light blue.
"Where did you find that?" Ron asked, satisfied knowing that Hermione did want to know what it was.
"It was the only thing in my trunk. I went to find my wand, but this was all that was in there." Harry scrambled forward to look into his trunk, and instead of seeing the wooden bottom of it, he was looking down on some kind of city.
"Harry." Hermione whispered.
Before anyone could say another thing, they were sucked into the trunk, hurtled into the city they had been looking at.
Harry Potter walked into his dormitory to get his wand. He would need it for his homework tonight. But when he reached into his trunk, he didn't feel his wand. in fact, he didn't feel anything but one item, which Harry pulled out to let it shine and spin in his hand. He was mesmerized by it- he had never seen it before. There was a bang from the Common Room, and then the sound of footsteps coming up the steps. Somehow, he could feel that no one else should be able to see what he had found in his trunk, but before he could hide it, or even think of a place TO hide it, Ron and Hermione burst into the room.
"Harry, what are you doing? We've been looking for you all over!" Hermione said.
"Whoa! Harry, what is that?" Ron said, seeing the shining object in his hand.
Harry shook his head.
"Whatever it is, it's bloody-wicked!" Ron said, bending down to stare at it more closely. He reached out to touch it, but as he did so, the object started to make a sound and turned a blood red.
"Oh, Harry, you should put that back where you found it until we show it to a teacher!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Hermione! We can't just put it away. Don't you want to know what it is?" Ron asked.
Hermione bit her lip and stared at the object, now turning a light blue.
"Where did you find that?" Ron asked, satisfied knowing that Hermione did want to know what it was.
"It was the only thing in my trunk. I went to find my wand, but this was all that was in there." Harry scrambled forward to look into his trunk, and instead of seeing the wooden bottom of it, he was looking down on some kind of city.
"Harry." Hermione whispered.
Before anyone could say another thing, they were sucked into the trunk, hurtled into the city they had been looking at.