Kill me now, or kill me later. I've been bitten by the update bug. Too bad it wasn't the good story bug, or the update the stories you already have up bug, but the update the crap you have saved on your old computer before it's reposessed bug. So, yes, I have to burden you with my horrible writing.

Standard Disclaimer Applies.

"Alright class has started! Now all of you copy the notes on the board, make the potion, and you'd better not blow anything up," Snape growled looking mostly at Neville. Everything was calm. The only sounds were those of the potion making and four unmistakable Slytherins who were throwing random things into other people's cauldrons. Who were these Slytherins, you ask? Well none other than the Slytherin Prince, his two goons, and the pug that follows him everywhere. For our slower thinkers, mind you I am a slow thinker myself, it is Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy. Anyway, continuing on, they are, of course, making a lot of noise, but being Snape's favorites they won't get in trouble. Yes, I know it's unfair, but what can one do? You may be wondering who I am or if I am just the narrator, but I assure you, I do play a role in this story. In fact, I play a very important one. I am, after all, Draco's main victim...

My name is Raven Durandel and before you ask, I am a full blooded (or pureblood, whichever you prefer) witch. However, I don't belong to Draco's House, thank God! Ok, so I know many of you are thinking, "Why wouldn't she want to be near Draco?" But let me just say that he has never been even remotely kind to me. It's always been hate, hate, hate that I've received from him. At first I thought it was because during our first meeting I turned him down. Well, what can you expect, I was new to Hogwarts and had just suffered a terrible event.

You see, I don't belong here. Yea, you are probably asking, "How can a pureblood witch not belong at Hogwarts?" It's not that I don't belong at a magic school, it is that I don't belong in this time period! A couple of weeks ago, I was running for my life when everything was flipped upside down...

:.:Flashback:.:

The village was small, with many huts forming a circle around a well. The tiny houses were a dirty brown with forest green moss growing around the edges, crawling slowly up the sides. The roofs were graying from the pounding rain. But the most startling thing was the absolute stillness that hung around the whole place. No animals were heard; the wind had disappeared. But if one listened closely, one could hear a soft whispering growing louder every second. The words slurred but were unmistakable rumbles of footsteps approaching. Small pebbles and clumps of dirt trembled and rolled. What or who ever was coming was very large and powerful.

A lone figure is seen running down the hill. Yep, that's me. Want to know why I'm running? It's quite simple actually... you see, I'm a witch. Yea, yea, I know you already know but in my time witches were not really welcomed with open arms. More like pitchforks and torches. So there I was running from this huge mob. Unfortunately I had misplaced my broom and my wand was broken. That didn't matter really because most of the time I used wandless magic. I mean, what would you do if you saw someone carrying a thin stick around everywhere they went? Ok, don't give me that look, I'm a bit paranoid at the moment.

Where was I? Oh yea, so I'm running, ok so maybe tripping and tumbling, but in the end I make it to the bottom without breaking any bones. So, there I go through the empty village; empty because the people from it are chasing me in circles. Ha ha, yea I'm laughing too. Though I shouldn't cause I look even more crazy. Lalalalalalala. Huh? Oh yea, why am I running back to the village I've just been kicked out of? Well, there is a portal inside the well. I'm not completely sure where it leads to because the people that have fallen in have never come back. Scary, isn't it? But it's not like I have much choice or am actually thinking straight. So I vault over the walls and plummet toward the water. I never reach it but I still get drenched in something. A dark substance, sticky and coarse. My body itches and I bolt out of the... cauldron? I stand stock still looking at other people dressed in robes and holding wands. My mouth drops open as my eyes roll back and I faint.

:.:End Flashback:.:

"Class dismissed." I snap out of my trance as Hermione pulls my hair. Giving her a glare I pack up my things and head to the next class, Advance Care of Magical Creatures. Skipping, yes skipping, down the corridor I spot my buddies up front. I sneak behind them and stalk them around the corners humming the Pink Panther theme song. Ever since I came to this time period I've been obsessed with everything muggle, especially old shows. So, there I am following them in the shadows and I'm about to jump out at them when a hand is clamped over my mouth and I'm pulled into an empty classroom. Yea yea, I know, how many times hasn't this happened. But bare with me, it really did happen to me, I just don't think anyone was expecting it to be who it was.

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