TITLE: Washington meets Hogwarts
DISCLAIMER: J.K. Rowling owns all Harry Potter people. I'm only playing in her universe for a while.
DEDICATION: To the guy known as A.T.M. You taught me how to consider my real characteristics and strengths. It probably wasn't your intention, but hey, I'm not thanking you for it. (Bastard broke my heart, if you haven't figured that out.)
A/N: I know the time period is off, but I wanted it set my way. Also, majorly A/U now that OOTP came out. Set in Harry's 5th year, if anyone's interested.
A/N 2: Okay, peeps, if any of y'all recognize more than one event that happened in life, e-mail me immediately! I'll be forced to perform a memory charm on you for knowing who I really am.


Chapter 3:
Mercy gripped her ankle in pain, How come I always end up falling on that ankle?
Alvin grinned, How come you always end up falling?

Um, excuse me. Who are you? Harry finally asked.
Oops. Sorry. I'm Mercy Lynn Dellan. He's Alvin Michael Garrick. We're from Dessy, Washington. That's in the U.S. And we have absolutely no clue why we're here.
Harry's eyebrows raised, No clue? But you had a Death Eater after you?
She shrugged, He talked to us, then he touched me, She shivered at that, And I saw his mark. We may be muggles but we have some knowledge of what happens here.
You're muggles? But the magic in you two is really strong. I can feel it and I usually can't feel magic in people. Just the Headmaster and You-Know-Who.
You can say his name, you know. Evil is evil, no matter what you call it, Alvin said.
We better go to Dumbledore. He's going to want to know you're here.
I already do, Harry, The gentle old wizard announced his presence, Alvin. Mercy. I've been waiting for you to arrive.
Two sets of inquisitive blue eyes looked at him, Are you two brother and sister? Harry asked.
What do you mean? We look nothing alike, Alvin commented.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, light skin, high cheek bones, Harry explained.
No relation as far as I know, Mercy said, Now, Professor Dumbledore, why were you waiting for us? We didn't even know we were coming.
A prophecy. Now, Mercy, does your ankle need to be looked at?
She nodded, Please. And Alvin has a bad scratch on his left shoulder.
Her companion looked at her, shocked, I didn't tell you that.
She shrugged, I just knew. Don't ask me why.
Well, that's strange.
Let's get you two to Madame Pomfrey, then I will explain to the best of my ability, Dumbledore offered.
Sounds like a plan, She smiled, A little help, Al?
Sure thing, He wrapped his arm around her waist again, Ouch. There's that scratch you were talking about, He grumbled as she brushed his shoulder with her hand.
Sorry. Maybe I should have Harry help me instead. I don't want to hurt you.
Harry moved next to her, I got her.
Alvin exclaimed, then blushed, He said quieter, I need to do this. I deserve a little pain after what happened between us, Blue eyes met blue again and magic flew.
Alvin . . . Mercy started.
I'm sorry, Merce. I'm so sorry.
I know, Al. I think I get it now.
No, you don't. You still don't know why.
She hesitated, And I don't need to. Come on, let's get to the infirmary. Then we can talk about it, okay?
Dumbledore smiled, That's a fine idea, Mercy. Come along now.
The four walked to Madame Pomfrey's room, Alvin and Harry helping Mercy the entire way.
Well, well, well. What do we have here? A snotty voice mocked as the trio came around the corner, Potter, shouldn't you be in your dorm?
Professor Snape, with all due respect, Professor Dumbledore asked me to help these two reach the infirmary, Harry replied.
Mercy nudged Alvin with her elbow. He glanced at her, She mouthed.
He grinned at her, He mouthed back
She smirked and nodded, But later. Ankle hurts, She winced with pain.
Severus Snape looked at the blonde female, Potter, why didn't you tell me that she was hurt? I could have done something.
Harry glared at him and opened his mouth to speak when Alvin broke in, Excuse me, but Harry did say we were headed to the infirmary. What did you think we were going to do there? Have a tea party?
Snape glared at him, Ten points from your house for disrespect.
Ah, Severus, Dumbledore rounded the corner, He would have to have a house for you deduct points from, first.
He doesn't have a house? He's not old enough to not be a student.
Hey! I'm seventeen!
Mercy giggled, We're seventh years, Professor. We have yet to be assigned to a house, though.
Albus, you let these two in?! What do you know of them? They could be Death Eaters!
I resent that remark! FYI, we were arguing and were transported into Diagon Alley where we ended up being chased by a Death Eater until we bumped into Harry who port keyed us here where we met with Professor Dumbledore. (A/N: And that was quite the run-on sentence.) Al and I have no clue what the F we are doing here!
Her counterpart smirked, Ash, breathe. And nice choice of language there, though.
Learned it from you. But, as I was saying, all we want to do is find out why we were brought here and go home. We're seniors, we don't have time for this! I've got places to see and people to do.
Harry raised an eyebrow at that, Isn't it people to see, things to do, and places to go?
I say tomato, you say tomahto. But, that's not the point. I totally can't believe that he thinks that we could be Death Eaters!
Well, I know you're not, Dumbledore broke into her ranting, Severus, trust me on this. You might remember the names Garrick, Casna, and Feeley.
Snape's eyebrows shot up, I thought the last of the Casna/Feeley line was dead.
It was prophesied that the two lines would meet again. I give you Mercy Dellan and Alvin Garrick.

Dumbledore shrugged as Mercy broke into the conversation, My mother was a Casna, if that helps. Feeley . . . She paused, My great-grandmother on my father's side. I just traced the lineage.
Alvin looked at Mercy, I have relations to a Feeley, as well. A cousin of some sort. Grace Feeley.
Well, that settles why Harry thought we were related. We are. That was my great-grandmother.
Dumbledore smiled, The prophesy stays true then. When you said you weren't related, I had my doubts.
Mercy grimaced, Ew! I had a crush on my cousin!
Her outburst made Alvin laugh, Yea, we're family now.
Snape looked at the two newfound family members, Albus, may I talk with you for a moment?
Of course, Severus. Harry, why don't you continue taking these two to the infirmary. Severus and I will be along momentarily.
So, you two are related then? Harry questioned as he escorted the duo to the infirmary.
Mercy nodded, Seems like it. It really explains so much.
Yea. Like why we look alike.
I was actually thinking of the fact that we're both accident prone but that counts, too.
Oh, good one. What about our brains?
Yea. And our instrumental abilities.
And our competitiveness.
Mercy opened her mouth to respond, then frowned and closed it, Harry questioned, What's the matter?
I was just thinking that that gene must have skipped me. I'm not really that competitive, Al.
He glanced at his new-found cousin, That look's my fault, isn't it?
She shook her head, disagreeing with him, No. It's my own fault.
He raised an eyebrow, And how do you figure that?
I trusted, She paused, not wanting to place blame on Alvin in front of Harry, Someone without knowing the entire story. I blindly put faith in someone that I didn't know entirely. And they betrayed me. It caused me to fall into a depression and I allowed it to happen. Even though I despised that person and didn't think I could ever forgive them, I trusted them again. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. That's how it is my fault.
Harry broke in, Then it's not your fault. It's their fault for betraying you. It's better to learn from your mistakes then regret your decisions. Besides, if they could cause harm to someone as nice as you, they're not worthy.
Gee, thanks a lot, Alvin grimaced, And, Merce, I really am sorry. I was young. It was a bad, terrible, horrible thing of me to do, He rested his head on top of hers for a moment, I wish I could go back and change it but what's done is done.
Harry looked at him, It was you? But you two are so together and stuff. So friendly. If I didn't know better I would say that you were dating.
Mercy grinned at that, We're both in drama. That should explain that. I can fall on stage when I'm not supposed to, then jump up and be able to say my line, pretending that I meant to fall in the first place.
And she's done that before, Alvin finally cracked a small smile, I will never forget how you just jumped up, spat out the line, and continued on. True talent.
Harry interrupted their memory, Well, we're here. Madame Pomfrey! He called opening the door.
Mr. Potter, you just returned. Have you already been injured?
It's not me, Madame. It's my two new friends, Alvin and Mercy. They were in Diagon Alley and were being chased by a, He lowered his voice, Death Eater. Professor Dumbledore said to bring them to you. He and Snape will be along shortly.
Ah. Well then. Let me take a look at you two, She motioned for the duo to sit on a couple of well-placed chairs, Let's see. Hmm, She began to poke at Mercy's ankle.
Madame, it's sprained. It's an usual occurrence for me. I'm more worried about Alvin's shoulder.
In good time, my dear, Madame Pomfrey leaned back and studied her for a moment, You remind me of someone I once knew very well. Mercy, Harry said your name was?
The teenager nodded, Yes. Mercy Lynn Dellan. Although, it seems that my ancestors may have had magic. Casna's and Feeley's, She shrugged slightly, I really couldn't tell you. I'm sure the Headmaster will explain everything to my cousin and I when he gets here.
Madame Pomfrey's eyes grew large, Casna? Feeley? Is he, by chance, a Garrick?
Alvin nodded, Alvin Michael Garrick. Why are people so interested in that? The Headmaster said something about a prophecy. Have you heard about it?
Madame Pomfrey hesitated, She answered, But I should not be the one to explain it to you.
You're quite correct, Poppy. How are the two? Is there any irreparable damage? Professor Dumbledore entered the room with Snape.
No, they'll be fine. I just need to fix this sprained ankle and his scratch and they'll be on their way, The nurse replied, waving her wand over Mercy's ankle and muttering an incantation.