The Chronicles of My Life: Escaping to the World Beyond
KS: Excellent. Well I hope everyone is enjoying this story! I have been working really hard on it.
Myeisha: Yeah lets give a round of applause for KS!
Everyone: Hip hip HOORAY! Hip hip HOORAY! Go KS! Go KS!
KS: Aww thank you everyone! I would also like to give a quick thanks to LilMania and Ril-O! Myeisha its your turn!
Myeisha: KS does not own Harry Potter or anything like that. She wishes she does but she doesn't. She only owns me and any extra characters she threw in and of course the plot!
KS: Very good. Thank you Myeisha! Now please... Harry what are you doing?
Harry: Sleeping.
KS: Why? Your supposed to welcome everyone to the story!
Harry: Welcome to the story everyone! Goodnight...
KS: Oh brother. Oh well onto the story! R&R PLEASE!
Summary: Myeisha is girl from our world who is mistreated. Not knowing that she can do magic she accidently wishes she could leave her world. Is the next one any better? Will she survive Harry Potter's world of witchcraft and wizardry?
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Description
''-Talking to one's self.
What Happened Before:
Harry and Draco help me to stand up and walk over to the sink. I brush my teeth before they help me to my room. After entering it again we notice someone is standing in the shadows. The lights turn on and standing there is Albus Dumbledore without a wand but with a sword.
He charges before anyone can move. I watch in slow motion as he runs to me with a sinister look in his eye. Long has his eyes been missing that twinkle. And right now I would give anything for it to appear again. The blade sliced the air and I watched helplessly as it came for my flesh...
Chapter 10: No More Please!
A moment later and the sword comes down on me. It slices my shoulder all the way to my collar bone but there it stops. Harry and Draco had recovered from the shock and summoned there swords and stopped Dumbledore's sword from slicing me in half. I stumble backwards clutching my shoulder in pain.
I summon my own sword and with my left hand I grab hold of its handle. I let my right arm drop to my side as I prepare to join the battle. My blood soaking my white shirt. I jump into the battle against the evil Dumbledore. No magic was being used. It was like an unspoken agreement that we all shared.
Par, block, somersault over Draco's head. Landing, blocking, lunging, jumping backwards. It all became a dance. One where if you made one false move you could die. A dance where you had to know your partners and enemies like the back of your hand. I am at a disadvantage because of my shoulder. Yet out of all of them (Including Dumbledore.) I out skilled them all.
Draco and Harry were knocked aside, dazed. I look upon this monster in disgust as I prepare for another round. Draco and Harry would be on the side for a while. Each sporting cuts and bruises but none as deep as my shoulder which the pain began to numb. I stare at Dumbledore for a long time. He stood there catching his breath.
Soon we began to dance again. It reminded me of Star Wars Episode III Revenge of the Sith, where Anakin and Obi-Wan are fighting to the death. I guess I would be Obi-Wan whereas Dumbledore would be Anakin. Dumbledore betrayed us all just like Anakin had done. Now IT is my job to stop him once and for all.
I can feel tears sliding down my cheek but I ignore them. Suddenly Dumbledore made a mistake. We were on the stairs and I was on the top. Everyone in the house woke up and watched the battle from a distance. No one could fire a spell in fear it might hit me instead. Harry and Draco had finally joined me again but couldn't help because there is no room on the stair well.
He lunged but left an opening for me. So as he lunged I swung my sword. His head went rolling down the stairs with a sickening thump, thump, thump before it reached the bottom step and everyone stared at it in horror. Everyone is now screaming bloody murder as the rest of his body tumbles down the stairs as well. His sword would not go down those stairs with that body.
With the last of Dumbledore's strength he plunged that sword into my side. He knew he was going to die so he decided to take me with him. I can feel the room start to spin out of control. I fall backwards into waiting hands. I hear far away voices calling for me to hang on.
"Pull the sword out." I say weakly.
"It could kill you faster!" Was someone's reply though I can no longer tell who's voice is whose.
"Please take it out. It maybe the only way for me to survive." I say as my strength begins to give out.
"Alright." Said a different voice.
By this time I move my hand to where my wound is. I cover it completely and then I go into my mind and search for my core. When I find it I put both my hands on it and use it to heal the wound in my side. I begin to glow a light purple-ish color and can feel a tingling sensation in my side. Soon it was completely healed and I open my eyes to see two very worried sets of eyes.
"Myeisha is going to be fine guys. She just needs some blood and she will be fit as a fiddle." I say with a wary smile.
"We should take you to Madam Pomfrey. That shoulder injury looks nasty." Harry says in a relived voice.
They help me walk down the stairs and that's when I see Dumbledore's decapitated body. I start to cry hysterically and collapse completely.
"Nonononono." I say clearly distraught.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I scream as someone tries to pick me up.
I fight with what little strength I have left. Finally I fall limp but I still cry hysterically. I hear someone trying to sooth me but I know that what I had done was wrong.
"He's dead. I killed him. He's dead, dead , dead , DEAD!" I scream the last part.
Everyone is staring at me in pity. The girls were crying as well as the boys cover Dumbledore's body. Just as whoever is carrying me was about to leave, Headmistress Professor McGonagall came in. I look at her through clouded eyes. She gasps in shock as she looks at us and then at Dumbledore who is about half covered.
"Myeisha killed him Professor. Myeisha is a bad, bad, girl..." I say with a sob.
She looks at me again before she faints on the spot. I look at whoever is holding me and notice that its Harry. He has a deep cut on his forehead and a shallow one on his cheek.
"It had to be done Myeisha. It was you or him. He would have murdered you in your sleep!" He says gently yet firmly.
With that he carries me out of the room with Draco in tow. About half way there Madam Pomfrey meets us. She guides us into the Hospital Wing where she orders Harry to put me in the first bed and then for him to get in the second bed. Draco moves towards the third bed without being asked too.
"Myeisha can't seem to get enough of the Hospital Wing can she?" I say with a tight smile.
"Alright lets see the damage." She says.
"Let's see you have a deep cut on your shoulder, a couple of ribs are broken, your right arm is dislocated and you have several cuts and bruises on your body including a particularly large bruise on your right side just a little above your hip." She then moves to Harry and then Draco.
She fixes them up first but keeps them there over night just to make sure because they both have head wounds. She then comes back to me and relocates my arm and then puts it in a sling. She then moves to the deep cut on my shoulder that refuses to heal through her magic. She stitches it closed ( A/N I know it's a muggle thing but lets just say she doesn't say no to their practices.) and then she wraps it in bandages. All my other wounds heal except for the bruise on my side.
"You will most defiantly be staying here a few days. Especially after the stunt of leaving yesterday." She says almost angrily.
"Myeisha is very sorry for disappearing without permission. Myeisha just had to get out of the school." I say quiet as she gives the boys a blood replenishing potion and a dreamless sleep draught.
"I know dear. It was a lot to take in but that doesn't mean you can just leave whenever you like. You could have died or something. I know you missed your first year of school and don't know all the rules. Just promise me you wont go running off." She says kindly.
"Yes Madam Pomfrey. Myeisha wont disappear again. Ma'am what are they going to do with Dumbledore's body?" I ask.
"They will be turning it over to the ministry." she replies.
"Will Myeisha be in big trouble? Myeisha was only fighting out of defense. Myeisha can even prove it to!" My voice trembles slightly.
"You wont be in trouble dear. How can you prove it?" She asks gently.
"Myeisha created a new spell. Myeisha used a muggle idea where Myeisha takes a Magical Video Recorder and places it in her wall. After she puts it in wall she enchants it where when there is an intruder it will start to record immediately. Myeisha programed it to only turn on if someone not from Silverstone would enter." I say with a bright smile.
"Amazing. Now you need your rest. Tomorrow you will be questioned about what happened before the Minister of Magic." She says as she hands me two potions.
One being the dreamless sleep draught and the other being the blood replenish potion. I know why she gave it to me. I just survived a horrifying ordeal. So as I slip off to sleep I turn so that I am facing Harry's bed but being careful of the bruise on my right side and the cut on my shoulder. I look at his peaceful expression but I too slip into the darkness that seems to follow me wherever I go. I really don't like the dark.
"No more darkness please. I really don't like the dark..." I whisper before I completely fall asleep.
(A/N Shorter I know and no cliffy this time either. I hope you guys liked this chapter! I couldn't keep you all hanging for too long. I'm not that evil...
Myeisha: Why me?
Harry: Hey look Myeisha is talking to herself again.
KS: I see that Harry.
Myeisha: Why is she so mean to me?
KS: Should we intervene?
Harry: Naw...
KS: Well I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Please review! I need some new reviewers!
Spoiler: "She doesn't seem to want to wake up."
"Myeisha, I think I love you."