A/N: Sorry about taking so long on Chapter 3. My family has gotten a new computer and well, it's kind of been a little hectic, so, sorry. Enjoy Chapter 3 of Small, Dark World.
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"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!" My alarm clock rang. I turned it off, and got out of bed. Then, last night's events hit me.
"What was that? Where?" I knew it was real. Something about it made me sure. I had to tell someone. Someone who had experienced it before. HARRY POTTER! Chris's dad! I got out some parchment, purple ink and wrote:
Mr. Potter,
I had a weird dream last night. I am writing to you because I know you have experienced this before. I am sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you could help.
Sincerely,
HALEY KRUM
PS: Tell Mrs. Potter I said "Hi."
That should do it. I folded it up, and gave it to Woodstock.
"Woodsie, take it to Chris's dad, Harry Potter, K?" I gave her an owl snack, and she was off.
Then, I went to breakfast. I ate just toast. I was too worried to be hungry.
"Girl, whatsa matter?" Lezley asked.
"I'm fine, Lez," I replied, and then left the Great Hall. (A/N: I just realized that some of you slow people won't get Haley's drift. Woodsie refers to Woodstock, and Lez refers to Lezley. I'm glad I could help. Results may vary.) I went back to my dorm, because I had 20 minutes left before I had to go to my first class.
I was playing with my Pocket Sneakoscope (given to me by Lezley four years ago) when it happened. I blacked out. The world was spinning at top speed around me. I felt dizzy and sick. Then, I collapsed.
"Dugan, you go get her. Bring her back alive. I shall control her. She will be mine! Heheha! Awwwwwwwww, she can see us. Ha-ha! Helloooooooooooo! My dear child, come closer!" The icy voice rang out.
"M-m-me?" I asked it. I was in that dark corridor again. Stepping closer I saw the long black cloak. I decided to face the icy voice, to see who it belonged to. I looked up and…
"Miss Krum! Miss Krum! MISS KRUM! Do wake up!" a voice yelled.
I opened my eyes. "W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w—w-w-w-w-w—w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-" I stuttered.
Professor McGonagall stood before me. She looked both bored and annoyed at my stuttering.
"W-w-w-w-" I tried again, but Professor McGonagall pit her hand over my mouth.
"You need a day off," she raised an eyebrow as I got up. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"Um… bathroom?" I said with a question-ish tone.
"No, you'd try to get to your classes so you won't have to miss them. I know you. You are staying here young lady. Now, would you like to tell me what happened after you blacked out?"
I shook my head 'no'. Professor McGonagall would never understand. No one would understand… I don't even understand. Yet, Harry Potter might. My thought lingered on the fact that he might be writing a response right now. Would he understand? Is it too early for him to write a response? Has Woodstock even gotten there yet?
I almost fainted again.
"HALEY," Professor McGonagall yelled. I came back to earth.
"Y-y-yeah?" I asked.
"Maybe the Hospital Wing is a better place for you to be," she said.
I groaned. It was going to be a long day.
A/N: Pretty short chapter. Yet, it's pretty eventful. Review please! I'll be working my butt off on Chapter 4. Be looking for it, OK?