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Rating: G

Revised Version #2

"No, you think?" Erin called sarcastically. Amy muttered something beneath her breath and then brushed off Erin's phrase. She truly needn't be worrying of such folly, for something much greater was about to happen. Of this she was sure.

Meanwhile in the courtyard, Lexi and Sheridan were beginning to grow uncomfortable themselves. Fortunately enough for them, the school had more than one floor, thus blocking their view of the sky. Had they seen it, they would have most certainly uttered demur.

Lexi stood up in a huff and then bent so she could blow out her miniscule fire. "Sheridan," Lexi murmured, her eyes drifting in all directions, "let's go check on them…I feel…funny." A snort erupted from Sheridan, who promptly turned about and faced Lexi. The blonde may have been nearly five inches shorter than Lexi, but she could still give a good scare. "If they want to be babies, let them, alright? They wanted to come here, and we're here. Let them have fun hiding from the dark." The girl glared up at Lexi, but Lexi didn't budge. "They're our friends. And whether you like it or not, I'm going to go check on them." Sheridan hardened her glare and presumably was set on staying alone. Such was, however, until Lexi disappeared up the stairs.

Amy swallowed hard as both she and Erin locked their gaze upon the black mass. With every passing second, the darkness grew closer. With every passing second, their fate only grew more grave.

When Lexi rounded the corner, she was surprised to find her two friends standing stock-still upon the track. She figured they would already be halfway down the hill, their minds dead set on returning to her home. The girl was even more surprised when they didn't notice her approach. "Amy, Erin why are you both goggling at the sky as if it is that new British im-" Lexi's words became slaughtered by her friends' monotonous silence. "Amy, Erin!" She shouted, her voice slightly shaky. "Hello?" She called, walking towards them with learned caution. It was not until she waved an outstretched hand before Erin's eyes did she receive any response. Erin shook slightly at Lexi's abrupt appearance, but uttered no demur. Amy, however, barely had the chance to muffle a small scream. "Lexi!" The blonde exclaimed, "don't sneak up on me like-" "Look," Erin interjected, her head nodding towards the sky. Her nod was misplaced, however. The black figures were now fluttering directly above them.

"No," Amy said quietly, "look above us." Lexi's head shot upwards, her forest-colored eyes widening in shock. None of the three girls would have been surprised if their heartbeats were so loud that the silhouettes above reported they had heard a distant drumming.

Just then, the figures began to descend, their cloaks billowing all about them. Amy's eyes widened in bewilderment, shock, and, surprisingly enough, awe. Erin's lips were pursed in disbelief, but amusement rang like a distant bell within her eyes. Lexi was seemingly frozen with her neck craned straight up, watching the black figures' approach. It was only Sheridan's sudden appearance which broke all of their trances. "Can we go back into..my god." She finished her last words breathlessly, as if she had been running a dash on the very track all those years ago when it was alive. "What, who?" Sheridan couldn't quite seem to queue any words together; thus, silence engulfed the four girls. But this silence was only temporary. The black figures had now fully descended, hundreds of them touching their feet to the spacious ground below. Cackles of malicious laughter erupted from the hooded crowd, revealing their intentions to not be amicable.

"Who are you?" Amy called urgently, stepping from the tightly gathered throng the girls had formed. "Why are you here!" Some of those hooded merely chuckled, whilst others shook their heads. The ring leader, as Amy presumed, stepped forwards. "For you, sweet." These three words struck Amy in a most curious manner. "Me?…But.. But what could you possibly want from me!… Who are you? You'll never take me.." Erin stepped beside the blonde just then, causing the throng to shrink one. "Why have you come?" The girl demanded firmly; her cool, clear eyes surveyed the crowd with a ferocity yet unknown to Amy. "Tell us, now." Erin continued, her short body taking on an edge of formidability. Chuckles were heard from the back-most of the crowd, but nothing else resonated from them. Instead, the ring leader merely shot one of his pearly white hands into the pockets of his cloak, grasped something, and then pointed it at the girls with great fervor. It was long and thin, made of wood, too, as Amy perceived. It was eloquently carved, as if it were a precious child. Any outsider could see the intricate carvings which lined its slender point from a great distance. Anyone would be able to tell it held power, and it was important. Despite it's looming presence, Amy still dared to step forwards, each step drawing her closer to danger. "Set that down." She half-whispered, her courage slowly draining. "Me? Listen to a muggle? I think not." The leader chuckled softly, though Amy was close enough that she could hear it. And when this simple sound reached her ears, it sent chills up her spine. The low, cool cackle ceased abruptly, however, for the ring leader of the band of weirdoes had fallen over, his face shoved into the ground menacingly. This sudden act stirred the crowd, and also caused a few shrieks to pass through many of their lips. Two others approached the leader and turned him over. "He's been stupefied." The man resolved, a curious tone clinging to his voice. This was all too much for Amy. "Excuse me, did you say stupefied? I don't believe that's a wo-" Her sentence was cut off by the sudden fall of five more cloaked people. Lexi then decided to step forwards, closely shadowed by Sheridan. It was Sheridan who mustered the courage to speak, however. "What's going on?" She asked hurriedly, creeping ever so close to Amy's side. Erin, enthralled by the sudden cut in the hooded ones' forces stepped forwards diligently, crossing Amy's path and then continuing until she was just inches from the leader's (what she thought to be) lifeless body. "Curious." She stated placidly, her eyes unmoving from the figure. That was, at least, until nine more cloaked figures mysteriously feel to the earth earning brown and green smudges upon their faces, (and for those who had collected upon the track, a good deal of scrapes). The remaining figures then became angry, the girls supposed, for they all were no pointing…twigs…at them. All at once they raised their 'twigs' and began to shout, "STU-"( Amy, Erin, Lexi, and Sheridan all arched an eyebrow at the word, wondering how the others planned to heart them by yelling various nonsense words.) But the cloaked one's words were slaughtered heavily by three younger voices, who were obviously slightly faster than the mob of black. "FY!" The three finished, causing red bolts of light (to the girls, such resembled lightning) to ricochet throughout the crowd, knocking nearly all of the dark force to the ground. Those who remained turned upon their heels, 'twigs' raised and poised to attack. The shortest of the three defiant ones allowed a small bit of laughter to escape from their lips, it's higher-tone identifying her as female. She raised her own 'twig' just then and waved it, muttering something barely audible to the girls' ears. The girls didn't care to notice, however, for they (well, they as in Sheridan, Amy, and Lexi) were occupied with gawking at the whole scene, their eyes wide in both shock, amusement, and terror. Such was why they didn't care to notice when the rest of the cloaked figures had fallen, save for the three who had betrayed the rest.

Rather oddly, it was Lexi who found her voice. "Um, Thanks." The brunette muttered uncomfortably, shuffling forwards in the slightest bit. At this action, the three cloaked ones began to stride towards them. It was then Erin was able to give them a full evaluation. The one to the left was a hair taller than the other two, but he was rather lanky and walked as if he hadn't quite gotten used to his long legs yet; whereas the one in the middle strode stiffly, as if head had been expecting more from the fight; the on to the left, who had taken out nearly seven cloaked beings by herself at once was walking with her hooded head held high, as if she owned the track. Erin immediately took a disliking towards the girl.

The three soon found themselves a mere two feet from the girls. "You are most welcome, of course." The girl of the trio proclaimed, a heavy British accent tainting her words. "Only thing we could do, really, considering they wanted to kill, well, actually that would come later-stun you." Puzzlement masked Amy's façade as the girl continued to speak, much more interested in finding out who the trio was then thanking them for their acts. "Who are you?" She asked rather abruptly, reaching a hand up to the girl's hood. The girl rose her own hand and batted at Amy's before removing the hood herself. "I'm Hermione Granger..and these two," She continued, annoyance painting the words 'these two' heavily, "are Harry and Ron." Just the mention of their names struck the girls dumbfounded. "Hermione, Harry, and Ron…THE Hermione, Harry and Ron!" Amy rudely questioned, her pupils decreasing in size. Ron then flipped down his own hood, revealing a rather short, unruly mop of red hair. "Bloody hell, Harry, I know you're famous and all in the wizarding world, but honestly..Here, too?" The gangly one interjected, his head turned towards the one who had remained silent. "Where are we anyways?" None of the girls cared to really answer, for at that moment they all nearly pounced upon the remaining hooded boy, removing his hood with a great ferocity. When Harry was 'unmasked', the girls stood back in awe. The jet black hair was unruly, and refused to lay flat. His piercing, deep, dull eyes were more than recognizable. They had no choice but to believe the girl.

It was Amy who found her voice first. "This all must be a very rash dream…You can't be-" The boy found the words for himself. "Harry Potter…And this isn't a dream-at least, I don't think…Most of my dreams involve…" He rambled off topic, and then decided he ought to stop before revealing anything to the strangers. "We came here to protect you Fate." His eyes were dead-locked upon Amy, addressing her as Fate. She didn't quite figure this was directed at her, however, so she merely became annoyed and said, "What are you talking about? I'm Amy, that's Lexi," She jabbed her thumb behind her at the tall brunette, "she's Erin, and Sheridan is by Lexi. No one here is this…Fate." The blonde finished, motioning towards the girl beside her and then the girl beside Lexi. "You, Amy, are Fate." Hermione's response was rather curt; Amy caught the idea that she was becoming annoyed with their ignorance on the subject. "And Lexi Peace, and Erin Wisdom." Ron shot Hermione a sidelong glance as if to ask, 'How do you know?' Hermione retorted with a playful smile and then looked away from the redhead. "Wait," Harry muttered, turning to Hermione. "Wasn't there only supposed to be three?" Hermione nodded curiously, her bushy hair unmoving. "Supposed to be three, what?" Erin questioned, her cool, gray eyes in narrow slits. A sigh was expulsed from Ron, who decided to take on the job of explaining. "Well, we were in the forest and You-Know-Who was rallying some sort of..party..to come and capture , what was it again…Destiny, or something..?" the red-headed boy looked rather confused as he turned his eyes upon Hermione. Hermione brushed this glance off and offered, (with a great amount of annoyance), "As I stated before: The three of you are Fate, Wisdom, and Peace. Lord Voldemort- Oh, don't be so rash, Ron, it's just a name- was planning to capture you three to use against Harry. How and why, we don't know." Amy didn't seem to be listening thoroughly, for she had taken to tracing Harry's scare with her lithe finger. "You really are Harry Potter, aren't you?" Harry shrugged, though his eyes never left her finger, an odd look glinting within them. Hermione seemingly caught on to how uncomfortable Harry was, for she batted Amy's hand away. Great, more children for me to keep in line. The bushy-haired girl thought resentfully, her lips pursed. "So, now what?" Amy questioned, her deep emerald eyes hardened towards Hermione. "Well, you'll have to come with us, you realize..And we'll speak with Dumbledore, he'll know what to-" "Where are we, anyways?" Ron suddenly muttered aloud, his words interrupting Hermione. "Ron, honestly, do you think you could control your outbursts until after I'm done speaking! Honestly, why are you so rude!" " Me? Rude! You're always the one who.." Their words faded as Ron and Hermione began to traipse slowly away. Lexi, for some odd reason, seemed to notice this (and care) much more than the other three. Sheridan caught Lexi gazing after them, suspicion running deep within her face. "Lexi? Yoo-hoo?" She questioned, waving her left hand in front of the brunette's face. Lexi refused to respond, though.

Amy swallowed just then hard and flicked her eyes to Harry, but remained silent. Perceptively, Erin cocked one of her dark, thin eyebrows and stepped even closer to Harry. Her misty gray eyes bore into the poor fellow as if he were Voldemort himself. "We have to go with you?" Her question was icy, as if the idea was incredulous. "Our parents, they'll-" "Freak. But that doesn't matter! If Voldy-pants is out to get us we know there's trouble. We need to go into hiding or something." Lexi finished for her, stepping abruptly to her side.

"And, honestly, you guys are only a fairy-tale, why should we trust-"

"From all we've seen tonight, Erin, what is there to possibly not believe?"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows as he viewed the slight verbal spar between Lexi and Erin. "What! We aren't Fairy tales." He said objectively, his wild hair stirring because of a passing breeze. "Actually, in our world-which you can tell Ron is America-you, Hermione, Ron, Voldemort…you're all in books. To us, you are no more real than Luna's Crumple-Horned Snorcacks." Amy explained, twisting two clumps of her blonde hair in some fashion of a braid. "It's all quite odd to us…" A frown traced her heart-shaped face, as if she needed a few moments to weigh reality with fantasy. Harry sighed heavily, shaking his head and locking his eyes on the ground. "Look," He interjected, running a hand through his jet black, messy hair, "you have to come with us. If you don't, he'll try and take you again. We can't let that happen." Amy's eyes met Harry's for a single second; in that moment he knew she agreed with him. At the exchange of glances between the two, Erin's eyes became ablaze. She cast a sidelong glance to Lexi, who was busy looking elsewhere. Then, her lips parted as if to object, but Amy decided to intervene. "We understand. We'll go." Amy muttered, shifting uncomfortably and raising her eyes to Harry's once more. "But we won't hide it out."

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