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Chapter 1
Harry opened his eyes, sleepily, and strangely content. The birds were chirping, the grass was soft, and the crystal clear brook bubbled happily. Wait-a-minute. Grass? Brook? Birds chirping weren't strange; after all, he lived in a tower. But grass under him? Sounds of a small brook running? The last time he checked, there weren't any of those things in the Gryffindor tower. He bolted up from where he had been sleeping and stared wildly around him. He began cursing under his breath and wondered what in Merlin's name was going on. He spied Ron and Hermione nearby and ran over to them.
"Ron! Hermione! Wake up!!" he shouted, frantically. He could see them stir as his voice reached them. He quickly skidded to a stop and dropped to his knees by them. Harry reached over and began to shake them awake.
"Harry?" asked Hermione, sleepily. "What on earth are you doing in the girls' dormitory?" She frowned disapprovingly at him.
"But we're not in the girls' dorm! In fact, I don't think we are even in Hogwarts!" he said, hysterically. Hermione looked at him, worried about his mental health, when she realized that what he said was true. She leaped up and tried desperately to wake Ron up.
"Wh~?" slurred Ron, still more than half-asleep.
"Ronald Stephen Weasley! Wake up this instant!" Hermione shrieked in his ear. He winced at the shrill voice and woke up immediately when he realized who was screaming in his ear.
"Blimey 'Mione! You're not allowed in the boys' dorm! What if I had been sleeping stark naked?" he demanded, annoyed. Hermione blushed at the thoughts racing through her head at his statement and firmly placed them to the back of her mind.
"Ron! We are not in the boys' dorm! In fact, we're not even at Hogwarts!" she said, highly worried.
"What do you me-" he trailed off when he realized that her statement was true. He looked around, trying desperately to find out what was going on. All of a sudden, they could hear someone clear their throat.
"Ahem. Now that you three are awake, it's time to go," the voice drawled. All three heads swiveled to find the speaker and then stared, stupefied, when they realized who it was.
"Malfoy!? What the bloody hell is going on?! Where are we and why are we here with you?!" Ron demanded, angrily. The blonde stared at him coolly and tossed them a piece of paper.
"Here. It'll explain everything," he said, coldly. The three huddled over the piece of paper and read it.
"My dear students.
Do not be alarmed by your new surroundings. I am very sorry to have launched this on you so suddenly but it is imperative that you left now. What you have to do is very simple: Go to the Council of Magic and ask for their help in the upcoming war against Voldemort. Do not worry about Mr. Malfoy. He will help you very much in your mission. It will be in your best interests to listen to him.
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore"
They looked up from the paper and stared, wordlessly, at each other. They couldn't believe that they had to listen to Malfoy to get to this 'Council'. Their thoughts were interrupted by Draco.
"Well? Hurry up! I want to reach the Other Realm before night fall," he barked. He turned around and began to walk away from them. The trio stared at each other and sighed. This is going to be a long day.
Chapter 1
Harry opened his eyes, sleepily, and strangely content. The birds were chirping, the grass was soft, and the crystal clear brook bubbled happily. Wait-a-minute. Grass? Brook? Birds chirping weren't strange; after all, he lived in a tower. But grass under him? Sounds of a small brook running? The last time he checked, there weren't any of those things in the Gryffindor tower. He bolted up from where he had been sleeping and stared wildly around him. He began cursing under his breath and wondered what in Merlin's name was going on. He spied Ron and Hermione nearby and ran over to them.
"Ron! Hermione! Wake up!!" he shouted, frantically. He could see them stir as his voice reached them. He quickly skidded to a stop and dropped to his knees by them. Harry reached over and began to shake them awake.
"Harry?" asked Hermione, sleepily. "What on earth are you doing in the girls' dormitory?" She frowned disapprovingly at him.
"But we're not in the girls' dorm! In fact, I don't think we are even in Hogwarts!" he said, hysterically. Hermione looked at him, worried about his mental health, when she realized that what he said was true. She leaped up and tried desperately to wake Ron up.
"Wh~?" slurred Ron, still more than half-asleep.
"Ronald Stephen Weasley! Wake up this instant!" Hermione shrieked in his ear. He winced at the shrill voice and woke up immediately when he realized who was screaming in his ear.
"Blimey 'Mione! You're not allowed in the boys' dorm! What if I had been sleeping stark naked?" he demanded, annoyed. Hermione blushed at the thoughts racing through her head at his statement and firmly placed them to the back of her mind.
"Ron! We are not in the boys' dorm! In fact, we're not even at Hogwarts!" she said, highly worried.
"What do you me-" he trailed off when he realized that her statement was true. He looked around, trying desperately to find out what was going on. All of a sudden, they could hear someone clear their throat.
"Ahem. Now that you three are awake, it's time to go," the voice drawled. All three heads swiveled to find the speaker and then stared, stupefied, when they realized who it was.
"Malfoy!? What the bloody hell is going on?! Where are we and why are we here with you?!" Ron demanded, angrily. The blonde stared at him coolly and tossed them a piece of paper.
"Here. It'll explain everything," he said, coldly. The three huddled over the piece of paper and read it.
"My dear students.
Do not be alarmed by your new surroundings. I am very sorry to have launched this on you so suddenly but it is imperative that you left now. What you have to do is very simple: Go to the Council of Magic and ask for their help in the upcoming war against Voldemort. Do not worry about Mr. Malfoy. He will help you very much in your mission. It will be in your best interests to listen to him.
Signed,
Albus Dumbledore"
They looked up from the paper and stared, wordlessly, at each other. They couldn't believe that they had to listen to Malfoy to get to this 'Council'. Their thoughts were interrupted by Draco.
"Well? Hurry up! I want to reach the Other Realm before night fall," he barked. He turned around and began to walk away from them. The trio stared at each other and sighed. This is going to be a long day.