Suddenly a tree near the edge of the forest began to flicker. Voices were coming from it and two men appeared. The were very far off from her and she began to feel very thankful for her dark blonde hair which would at least resemble the golden grass from a distance. She squinted her eyes hoping she would recognise them. One was tall and broad shouldered. "I wonder if he's cute?" She couldn't help think to herself. After all she was 15 years old, and like any average fifteen year old thought about stuff like that blah blah blah... etc...
He was talking with another man who was short, pudgy with mousey light blonde hair.
"Fudge you imbicile, I don't understand how you can make such a stupid mistake! We were supposed to go to Ferard, the famous wizard POI station and you said field or some nonsense like that!"
"What are they crazy? Wizard? Is this some kind of joke?" She whispered in amazement.
The short man puffed up like a bird, and spat all over while talking, he was clearly very angry. "PAPAPPAPA!" He spat making the other man take a step back disgusted. "My assistent, you will NOT last long with that anger. I shall throw you in the POI station for your ignorance. Be gone!"
"Fine, you know what I quit. But since I am a good person I'll take you to the POI station, because without my help with the speeches, advertizing, doing your laundry for Merlin's sake! You would be dead! Its pathetic, I can't believe you plan on being Minister of Magic!"
"Wait, Harry Potter! This is all from Harry Potter? Am I in the wizarding world? Oh that would be so cool!"
"Ready to leave Fudge?" The taller man said.
"Oh crap they're going to leave? I know they might be crazy physco killers but I'd rather take my chance with them then be left alone here!" She said in her mind.
"WAIT!" She screamed jumping up from the grass. "Wait for me!"
"Wha-?" The taller man exclaimed as the young girl went running up to them.
"Hi I'm Alana." She waved cheerfully shaking their hands as they looked at her with awe. Her hazel-green eyes sparkled as she looked at them. She wasn't ever this happy to meet two strangers.
"H-hi I'm uh... I'm umm..." The assistant to Fudge was dumbfounded. Fudge smiled stupidly, "Hello young girl, pleasent day for a walk in the fields eh? You leave near here?" The assistant looked at Fudge and then sighed. "No one lives here, this area is abandoned to play Quidditch sometimes- wait are you are you a- "Wizard? No I'm not." She answered happily. "But can we please get out of here?"
"Sure," The assistant shrugged. Grab on to my hand. They all held hands and touched the tree or key port thingy and were in a very large room with beautiful warm oranges and reds and looked like a palace.
"Where are we?" Alana marveled at the scenery.
"We're in POI, Protection of Innocents station in Ferard."
"Oh. Right." She looked confused and blushed.
"Well assistant Edmund. I must be getting on with buisness."
"Right, about quiting." He sighed. "I don't want to quit, I'm sorry, I'll arrange a meeting with you but first I must take care of this young woman."
Alana blushed. "Do you have a phone anywhere? I desperately need to call my mother."
"A phone? So you're a muggle then." He said seriously.
"I guess. Wait, what's the date?" She worried to heself that maybe a couple hours had gone by and her mother would be so worried.
"March 28th 1945." (Whatever the year after the chamber of secrets was.)
"What? I think you're mistaken. Its 2005 of march 28th." She looked at him and he looked very confused.
Alana began to cry. Nothing was right at all. He hugged her. "There there, everything's going to be all right. IF you live in the year 2005 I'm sure we can find a way to get you back. Just tell me, how did you get here? Was there some sort of clock necklass or something like that?"
"No, just this clock." She gave it to him from her bag. And he looked at it with amazement. "Well, I've never seen this before. Actually if you don't mind, I can take you to the court where I'm sure someone will recognise or know something to do about it. She nodded reluctantly. She did want to go home really badly but she was also very exhausted.
He teleported them both to a huge room with platforms and many rows of seats filled to the brim with people. People chatting and talking very loudly. Alana covered her ears in complaint. Like a judge, there was someone sitting in a large seat, looking at Alana angrily. Apparently they had disturbed a very important meeting. She reached for her clock from him but he whispered to her. "Don't worry." "I want it!" She commanded. "Give it!" She realized she sounded very childish, but no one else seemed to be watching them anyway.
She grabbed the clock from his hands, but he held on to it tighter. "Let go!" She yelled.
