Written by Telepathic Angel and MiEsHa
Summary: What would happen if the X-Men found themselves in the world of Harry Potter? Co-written…story has no real purpose just for laughs! Watch out for crazy quirks and silliness…BEWARE!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs not to us but to J.K Rowling…and that Wombat shop… what happened with that anyway???
Notes: This story is co-written and will therefore be released under both authors' names and in both the X-Men: Evolution and Harry Potter sections. Hehe I sound smart!
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Now onto Chapter One…"Today children you must broaden your minds," an echo filled the room as each of Professor Trelawney's words sounded out.
"For you need concentration for the task at hand," she finished. Her high-pitched voice filling the room as half the students were almost asleep, except of course, for Lavender and Parvati who were hanging onto every word and looking at her with wide open anxious eyes.
"We will attempt to communicate with those who have left this world," she started before being cut off.
"What, you mean like exiles?" A look of irritation crossed Professor Trelawney's face as she looked at the interrupter. (A/N: is that a word?...)
"Those who have passed on, died, the DEAD, Mr. Thomas!" She all but yelled.
"But that won't be until next week, so get some parchment and write down the incantation so you may practise in your dormitories," she continued. And so they did, and as the day grew on they steadily grew tired.
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At precisely 9:00 that evening, Ron, Hermione and Harry were piled up to their shoulders in homework. Hermione was busy burying herself in books as Harry and Ron looked on tiredly from the sidelines.
It was a fairly cold evening, so the fire had been lit early but had now been reduced to small burning embers, with the light illuminating their faces.
"What the hell? Oh… what does that even mean anyway?" Ron exclaimed as he studied his homework closely.
"What?" Hermione asked looking up.
"Oh something in divination," he replied.
"Oh," she said indifferently before turning back to her work.
"Something about talking to the dead," he continued.
"You mean a séance?" she asked suddenly interested once again.
"A saywhat?" Ron asked, eluded
"A séance Ron, a ritual performed to communicate with those who have passed on, moved on to post-existence" she explained.
"…In English please?"
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes, 'Men,' she thought,
"A spell to talk to dead people," she replied in simpleton.
"Oh…" he began;"Now I know what you're on about!"
Hermione rolled her eyes again,
"Oh pass it here…" she took the parchment from him before he had a chance to reply.
"Wow, this looks extremely complicated, this is 7th year level difficulty," she explained not looking up from the parchment,
"Oh…well that's just great, how the hell are we meant to be able to do that?" Ron exclaimed loud enough for the remaining people in the common room to hear and look over in curiosity.
"Speak up Ron I don't think the people in China heard ya," Harry said sarcastically feeling uncomfortable with their audience.
"Oh yeah right…sorry," Ron replied.
Hermione grabbed the Divination textbook out of Harry's hands without a word. Harry looked on astounded, she was reading about divination willingly!
"According to the textbook and Harry's notes, which are slightly better than yours Ron, but no less lazy, you have to gather into a circle, join hands with candles in the shape of a diamond on the table also with elfish green leaves in the centre," she began,
"Lucky for me, my uncle, who I haven't seen for years visited this summer. He's a wizard too and he gave me a couple of magical herbs and spices as a kind of welcome to the wizarding gift…five years too late I might add…but elfish green leaves were included! But we will have to wait until tomorrow to do it, it takes at least an hour to set up, and I'm way too tired," Hermione explained before heading up to the comfort of her luxurious bed.
Watching Hermione go, they too packed up their homework and called it a night before heading up to their soft and fluffy mattresses.
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The next day the trio waited anxiously through all their classes which seemed to be painstakingly slow as they couldn't wait to perform the spell and supposedly 'talk to the dead' that evening.
For once in their life Harry and Ron had taken an interest in homework… divination… homework!
Once everyone had left the common room that evening Hermione set everything up.
"Would you look at that, Hermione taking an interest in Divination? Well I guess it is pig season and with magic, they're bound to fly sometime soon!" Ron said glancing out the window for any flying pigs even though night had fallen long ago. Harry nodded, laughing silently at his red-headed friend.
"Right, well that's that, it's ready, but I doubt it will work," Hermione said unaware of what Ron had just said.
"Hermione you're doing it… it's bound to work," Harry exclaimed as Hermione beamed at his praise.
They gathered into a circle, joined hands and recited the incantation five times. When after several minutes nothing happened; Hermione began flipping through the textbook looking to see where she went wrong, when something suddenly happened that none of them had been expecting. A swirling pool of mist and eerily glowing water opened up in mid air.
A portal…
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Authors' notes: If you do not find this funny; immediately disconnect from the Internet, turn off the computer and walk away from the monitor!
- Cause it's just gonna get worse!
But before you do that review! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW…pweeze!
Pretty please with a cherry on top? Oooh and maybe some of those chocolate sprinkles as well, or-or maybe fudge, yummmmm, this is making me hungry…. I need food.