Ch.2

Ashley's Point of View

The pop-up was pissing me off. After a half-an-hour of trying to close it, I finally decided to click okay. Instantly, I felt as though I was being sucked into my computer. I closed my eyes, hoping this was a dream. When I opened them, I was no longer in front my computer, watching that annoying popup. I was outside of a town or something.

What the hell? I thought as I saw what looked like a fairy flying around a tree. My imagination has finally gotten to me.

I looked at it for a while before walking toward the town. My eyes widened at what I saw there. My jaw dropped when I read a sign that said: DIAGON ALLEY. This was too much. I shook my head and continued to walk on. The things I saw just made me believe more and more that I was losing my mind. I had to be losing my mind if I was seeing Diagon Alley. But truthfully, it looked so real.

I looked through one of the windows of the stores and saw a kid about eleven holding something that I knew was a wand. I shook my head again and walked on. Hoping that the path I was taking was going to get me out of there or wake me up. I was heading down it as someone grabbed me by the arm to stop me. I jumped slightly and turned to face the one who had grabbed me. It was a boy with red hair around my age.

"You really shouldn't go down there," The boy said with a British accent. "That's Knockturn Alley," He pointed at the sign.

"Yeah right," I whispered before looking at the sign. My jaw dropped once again.

I closed my eyes tightly and started pinching my arm. This was too much. It was time for me to wake up. I slowly opened my eyes and sighed.

'Okay, so this isn't a dream,' I thought to myself.

"Are you okay?" The boy asked me uncertainly.

I replied by shaking my head.

"What's wrong? Maybe I can help."

"It's a long, odd story. The more I think about it, the more I believe I'm losing my sanity."

"Well, then start telling it."

I sighed and told him what happened. When I was finished, he laughed lightly. To my surprise, it wasn't as if he thought I was crazy.

"I have a question for you."

"What?"

"Do you have a name or do people call you whatever they want?" He asked.

"Oops," I said. The confusion that was going on made me forget to introduce myself. "I'm sorry. My name is Ashley. What's yours?"

"My name's Charlie Weasley."

Oh damn, I am insane, I thought but smiled at him and said, "Nice to meet you."

"You want a tour guide or something since you obviously have no idea where you're going?"

"No," I said shaking my head, "I just wanna find out how I got here and how to get back."