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Chapter 8

"So, he made sure we won't get out before killing himself" Jo said slowly. "Hip, hip, hurrah"

"Yes, but we've got a wizard who's good with telekinesis and we're not that bad at blasting things away either!" Ron said, a bit encouraged. "Mr. Flitwick? Can you do it?"

"Oh, dear, oh, my" the small wizard said slowly. "I shall try. Hem, hem, step aside!"

"Step aside where?" Hermione questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, well, then stay here" Flitwick replied with a shrug.

They all looked at him closely as he raised his hands and attempted to lift the metal from the doors. And he managed to bulge it... with a few centimeters.

"This will take forever..." Ron said and took out his wand. "Well, come on, mates, let's give him a helping hand!"

And so, all the wizards started moving the tone of metal that Voldemort had put in front of the door.

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After two hours and fifty minutes –out of boredom, Jo had started timing the event-, they finally managed to remove the metal from where the dark idiotic wizard had thrown it. They had realized after the first half an hour that some of the metal pieces had somehow gotten stuck in the walls and they had to be pulled out so that the metal in its whole would be able to be taken away.

And so, they had worked for two hours to remove said pieces of metal from the wall. And then, they had combined their efforts to take the 'metal monster' away.

Now that had been a mistake. Flitwick alone would have been more than enough to move the thing from one part of the room to the other. Combined, they turned it into a rushing, flying, metal thing that headed towards them at full speed. Everybody had then jumped on the floor and the 'metal monster' had barely missed them.

"I think I liked Voldemort better" Harry stated, getting up. "At least, he took care of himself. Well, so, let's go, then."

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After two days, Flitwick still had no clue of how to send the three wizards back to their world. Jo had asked them to stay at her house, saying that she liked having them around. They had accepted – in the thought that maybe Flitwick would not be able to get them to their real homes.

"Yes, well, my husband won't mind, I'm sure" Jo said with a hint of a smile. "Neither will the kids"

"What will you tell the press?" Hermione asked. "They're sure to make a big one out of these news: Joanne Rowling adopts three teenagers who look precisely like Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley and even share their names!"

"We could change your names" Jo replied with a small shake of head. "But you are right, we have nearly nothing we could do about the other... similarities between you and yourselves"

"It's going to be the news of the century, Hermione's right" Ron said. "And what will we do? Obviously, we can't work as Aurors or at Gringotts or anything of the sort!"

"You can create a wizard world here" Jo said. "You can build a new Hogwarts... Call it whatever you like. You can be the three founders and you can teach your children, they can teach their children... Magic is hereditary, so we might end up with a wizard community in a short time!"

"Ugh, you make us sound like weird species!" Ron said, making a face. Hermione also seemed to be unpleased. Harry sighed to himself.

"Sorry about that" Jo said with a quite embarrassed face. "But you will be the three real wizards here. You can definitely find things to do and hide yourselves from Muggles"

"We could, but it's not home" Hermione replied with a sad smile.

"It isn't now... But it could be" Jo said. "I understand, but... there is nothing I can do"

"When are you going home?" Harry asked.

"In three days" Jo replied. "And I'd love the three of you to come with me"

"No offence" Ron said "But we'd rather not. We'd rather go to our own home"

"Yeah... I guess you're right" she replied with an encouraging smile.

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"I've found it! I've found it!" Filius Flitwick cried as he banged the door against the wall. "I've managed to open a portal to your world!"

"You have?!" four voices asked at the same time.

"Of course, of course!" the small wizard replied. "Oh, dear, I hope I was right in my calculus..."

Jo's room suddenly seemed too small for all of them and they got up from wherever they were sitting and rushed to Flitwick.

"Well? Let's go!" Ron impatiently said and the small wizard grinned and led them out the door.

"It's simple, actually" the wizard replied as they walked down the street to the place where Voldemort had had his quarters and which Flitwick had turned into his laboratory. "All I had to do was establish that I wanted to take the three of you back to your world... I took one of your hairs, remember? I used it with a Moon Ball and with the other I created a portal... The portal extended between the two orbs, also creating an image of the place where you would land... Do you understand?"

"Yes" Hermione replied and grinned. "Back home! Finally"

"Not that we wouldn't have enjoyed spending time with you, Jo!" Harry told the authoress, smiling. "We just want t be back with our friends..."

"I completely understand" she replied with a sad, but somewhat Mona Lisa smile. "I understand..."

They entered the sewer that led to the place and walked quickly, not caring about the rats anymore. After they entered the drier places, Hermione dried their clothes and cleaned them up –a real blessing-. Then, they continued their journey to the underground room. They passed the snakes and entered the two Moon Ball room where Flitwick started talking again really fast about how the whole thing would work. Only Hermione understood something, the rest was too much even for Jo.

"And so" the small wizard concluded after about ten minutes of talking "this will take you home"

"Hopefully" Ron muttered.

"Surely!" Flitwick said. "As I said before, it is absolutely certain that it will work since the hair I have taken from you will want to go back to your world –just like any of you do, but I couldn't use any of you for that, no? So, it will influence the portal..."

"I understood, I understood" Ron said, eyes widening. Actually, it was quite clear that he hadn't, but he was about to say anything to get back to their world as soon as possible, and preferably without another ten-minute explanation of how everything worked.

"So, let's see if it works!" Harry said, beaming.

"Harry..." Hermione said and looked at him wide-eyed, trying to tell him something. Harry stared at her for about a second before he understood what she meant.

"Oh..." he said slowly.

"What?" Ron asked.

"Well, we're leaving... so we won't get to see Jo again... ever" Hermione explained slowly.

"Oh..." he said, too. "Well, um, it's really been a pleasure!"

"Same here" the authoress said with a small smile.

Hermione did by far the smartest thing she could do and went over to Jo and hugged her tightly.

"I'll miss you" Jo said slowly.

"I'll really miss you too" Hermione replied slowly.

Harry and Ron also walked to her and, after she and Hermione parted, they ended up in a huge hug from her too. When they stepped back, they could see Hermione had hugged Flitwick too. Then, they realized that they would never see him again either, so they shook hands with him.

"All set?" the small wizard asked and everybody nodded. "Good. Here goes nothing!"

He shook his hands and gestured with them towards the two Moon balls. Soon, they started glowing, then, from one of them to another, stretched an opening towards another place.

It was a sunny day and the opening was towards a castle and a lake. Somewhere, Jo could see the Whooping Willow.

"Wow" she said slowly. "Hogwarts"

"Home" the three young wizards replied and smiled again towards her.

"We'll always remember you" Hermione said.

"Kinda hard to forget" Ron added and Jo chuckled.

"Goodbye" Harry said slowly with a small smile.

"Bye" she said, eyes in tears.

With their last goodbyes, they stepped through the portal that closed behind them.

"We're hooooooooome" Ron said in a slow tone.

"Are you really?" somebody asked from behind them and, when they turned, they nearly fell from their feet. In front of them stood a huge blue sparkling dragon.

"Oh, shoot" Ron muttered.

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AN: Well? What do ya think? Send me your reviews!

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YamiJester: Thanks! And I'll keep writing!

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ChikinWang: Actually, I have no idea where Middle Earth came from, but I kinda liked it myself. whispers Thanks, Muse! And yeah, I guess I should change the rating. Heh, I forgot this story even had one. Thanks for the idea, I'll go change it! And many, many thanks for review and all the nice things you said!

Tsuetsu: Thanks for the review! And I have no clue how it ends on Jo's side either, but I think it'll come by itself... usually, parts of the story mend together for me. It happens many times... I start writing something and, suddenly, everything starts to make much more sense!

Alcapacien: Well, you should have seen my mind when I wrote it ;-) I was writing and writing and thinking of how this would all end and suddenly, there it was! The image of a battlefield... And I said to my self: "OMGOSH! The Lord of the Rings! That's it!" :-))) Glad to see I got the same reaction from somebody.

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