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AN: Sorry folks, chapters just can't seem to write themselves faster... Don't know why, but I'll do my best.
Chapter 3
The trio stood in front of the door of room 309, encouraging each other to ring the bell. Finally, Hermione sighed, rolled her eyes and gently beat at the door. They waited for about a minute before Hermione beat again. This time, they could hear a voice:
"Yes, coming, coming!" a female voice said before the door opened.
A woman stood in the doorframe. She was the woman in the picture the trio had seen on the street before coming to her... but this time she wasn't dressed as a witch.
"Hello, Mrs. Rowling" Hermione said shyly.
"Hi!" She said. "You are?..."
"Oh, we... we... you wouldn't believe it" Hermione sheepishly answered. "Could we... come in?"
"Yes, you can... You look just like the Harry, Hermione and Ron I've pictured" she answered. "Fans, huh? Well, I'm afraid Alfonso will be here soon to talk about the third movie and I can't stay and chat"
"Actually, it's a bit complicated" Harry said. "Sorry to waste your time..."
"So, are you a witch?" Ron asked.
"No, I'm not" she replied with a smile. "I don't believe in magic, I said this quite a few times..."
"How can you not believe in magic?" Ron asked. "You must be a Seer of some sort, I saw a place where you described me. Quite well, actually..."
Jo laughed merrily.
"Nice. Ron would say something like that if he were here" she said.
"I am saying it!" he complained.
"No, I mean, the real Ron. Who are you three, anyway?" the authoress asked.
"We're the real Hermione, Ron and Harry" Hermione replied.
"Kids, stop joking around, please" Jo said, starting to sound less pleased.
"I know I won't be able to convince you this way..." Hermione said, looking at Jo attentively and then taking out her wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!" she said, pointing the wand at a book on the table which obediently started floating.
Jo just stared at the floating book for about a minute before saying something.
"And to think I thought it was just my imagination..." she said, swallowing. "So, you're real... But how come my ideas..."
"Are the same as our life?" Harry asked. "I don't know, you must be a Seer of some sort. But to make it clear, I didn't know somebody wrote such books... and I looked at a few lines. They are the same as my memory."
"I don't understand how this is possible" the authoress murmured. "I wrote about it, I had fun with picking the names and the spells..."
"According to what really is in our world" Hermione said. "I can't believe it, either..."
"You know, Hermione, I even imagined you after myself" Jo said. "And now I'm talking to my own characters... It's all a dream, it can't be happening"
"But if it's all a dream, then you could help us out of here and then wake up!" Ron said with a huge grin. "So, please, help us wake up and then all will be alright"
"I think she meant she was dreaming, Ron" Hermione said. "But maybe you have a point. Mrs. Rowling, if this is all a dream, then you have nothing to lose, now do you? And if it's real, you'd help us out, right? So, please, could you tell us how we ended up here? And more importantly, how to get back?"
"I have no idea, I obviously didn't write it" she answered. "I know how my series will end, but definitely not this way..."
"How does it end?" Ron curiously asked.
"Well, it ends with you three talking about what you want to do with your lives and then the way you all do that and live with the memories of the war deeply carved into hearts"
"What's the scenery?" Hermione asked. "I mean, when we talk about our lives."
"You're walking on the shore of the lake"
"And after that? What do we do?"
"I don't know, I just end the story" Jo replied. "Why?"
"Because it is on the shore of the lake that we disappear" Hermione replied. "So, now what do we do?"
"Well, if you ask me, you were dragged into this world from yours" Jo replied. "It means that a gate between these worlds is open, we need to find it to take you back"
"But how?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know" Jo answered and got up and started pacing. "Meanwhile, you better go somewhere else... the director for the third movie will be here soon and maybe it would be better to keep your coming here a secret"
"Good idea" Harry said and the authoress led them into her bedroom.
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Thanks to:
Chikin Wang: They didn't read them, they just opened the books and looked through them. If somebody wrote a book about your life, trust me, you would know from a few quotes that it was your life, especially if they were important events. Like meeting Snape, for example... And thank you for the review!!!
Shania Maxwell: thanks and I'm writing... sort of.
Siriusforeva: Thanks and I hope you like this one, too!
Joe: thanks and here's more
AN: Sorry folks, chapters just can't seem to write themselves faster... Don't know why, but I'll do my best.
Chapter 3
The trio stood in front of the door of room 309, encouraging each other to ring the bell. Finally, Hermione sighed, rolled her eyes and gently beat at the door. They waited for about a minute before Hermione beat again. This time, they could hear a voice:
"Yes, coming, coming!" a female voice said before the door opened.
A woman stood in the doorframe. She was the woman in the picture the trio had seen on the street before coming to her... but this time she wasn't dressed as a witch.
"Hello, Mrs. Rowling" Hermione said shyly.
"Hi!" She said. "You are?..."
"Oh, we... we... you wouldn't believe it" Hermione sheepishly answered. "Could we... come in?"
"Yes, you can... You look just like the Harry, Hermione and Ron I've pictured" she answered. "Fans, huh? Well, I'm afraid Alfonso will be here soon to talk about the third movie and I can't stay and chat"
"Actually, it's a bit complicated" Harry said. "Sorry to waste your time..."
"So, are you a witch?" Ron asked.
"No, I'm not" she replied with a smile. "I don't believe in magic, I said this quite a few times..."
"How can you not believe in magic?" Ron asked. "You must be a Seer of some sort, I saw a place where you described me. Quite well, actually..."
Jo laughed merrily.
"Nice. Ron would say something like that if he were here" she said.
"I am saying it!" he complained.
"No, I mean, the real Ron. Who are you three, anyway?" the authoress asked.
"We're the real Hermione, Ron and Harry" Hermione replied.
"Kids, stop joking around, please" Jo said, starting to sound less pleased.
"I know I won't be able to convince you this way..." Hermione said, looking at Jo attentively and then taking out her wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!" she said, pointing the wand at a book on the table which obediently started floating.
Jo just stared at the floating book for about a minute before saying something.
"And to think I thought it was just my imagination..." she said, swallowing. "So, you're real... But how come my ideas..."
"Are the same as our life?" Harry asked. "I don't know, you must be a Seer of some sort. But to make it clear, I didn't know somebody wrote such books... and I looked at a few lines. They are the same as my memory."
"I don't understand how this is possible" the authoress murmured. "I wrote about it, I had fun with picking the names and the spells..."
"According to what really is in our world" Hermione said. "I can't believe it, either..."
"You know, Hermione, I even imagined you after myself" Jo said. "And now I'm talking to my own characters... It's all a dream, it can't be happening"
"But if it's all a dream, then you could help us out of here and then wake up!" Ron said with a huge grin. "So, please, help us wake up and then all will be alright"
"I think she meant she was dreaming, Ron" Hermione said. "But maybe you have a point. Mrs. Rowling, if this is all a dream, then you have nothing to lose, now do you? And if it's real, you'd help us out, right? So, please, could you tell us how we ended up here? And more importantly, how to get back?"
"I have no idea, I obviously didn't write it" she answered. "I know how my series will end, but definitely not this way..."
"How does it end?" Ron curiously asked.
"Well, it ends with you three talking about what you want to do with your lives and then the way you all do that and live with the memories of the war deeply carved into hearts"
"What's the scenery?" Hermione asked. "I mean, when we talk about our lives."
"You're walking on the shore of the lake"
"And after that? What do we do?"
"I don't know, I just end the story" Jo replied. "Why?"
"Because it is on the shore of the lake that we disappear" Hermione replied. "So, now what do we do?"
"Well, if you ask me, you were dragged into this world from yours" Jo replied. "It means that a gate between these worlds is open, we need to find it to take you back"
"But how?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know" Jo answered and got up and started pacing. "Meanwhile, you better go somewhere else... the director for the third movie will be here soon and maybe it would be better to keep your coming here a secret"
"Good idea" Harry said and the authoress led them into her bedroom.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Thanks to:
Chikin Wang: They didn't read them, they just opened the books and looked through them. If somebody wrote a book about your life, trust me, you would know from a few quotes that it was your life, especially if they were important events. Like meeting Snape, for example... And thank you for the review!!!
Shania Maxwell: thanks and I'm writing... sort of.
Siriusforeva: Thanks and I hope you like this one, too!
Joe: thanks and here's more