Well, it's been a while. Here'a another chapter, though. I'm hoping this is going somewhere. I almost forgot wht was happening, because I had left it for so long. Enjoy and remember: I don't own Harry Potter stuff!


Chapter 5: Ask Black

Loddle, Jilly-O, and Mole were sitting in their common room. For a whole week, that had befriended Hogwarts' Golden Trio, and were currently plotting Hermione's demise. Things were not going very well, so far. Especially since they had not seen much of Viktor lately.

"I suppose we should try something at that ball. Isn't there one for Christmas?" Loddle asked, remembering the book's plot.

"You're a genius!" Jilly-O exclaimed. "That's like almost a month from now! Oh, we'll have to go shopping again and everything."

"And then we can try to get home?" Mole asked from the sofa. "I mean, being here's awesome but I think we should find a way. We could use it whenever we're ready to leave, if we could only figure this out."

"I second that," Loddle said. "Too bad Snape was no help. I thought he was supposed to be smart."

Mole grumbled something incoherent at the sound of Snape's name. She had been avoiding him like the plague after their little "misunderstanding". Jilly-O and Loddle wouldn't let her hear the end of it, either. Mole finally got a bright idea.

"Let's try to hang out with the Potter Pals at Hogsmeade! They think we're the coolest thing since sliced bread, so how hard could it be?" Mole beamed at her brilliance.

So they strolled down to the great hall where breakfast was being served and plunked themselves down at the Gryffindor table. Jilly-O, being more outgoing, started the conversation. "So you guys going to Hogsmeade today?" She asked. Harry looked at her. What an ugly kid!

"Er yeah, but we're going to see someone...Or would you allready know about that." By now, the secret was out about the Oui Gang's acess to the Harry Potter book series. They were even being treated as fortune tellers in some cases.

"Yeah, we know." Loddle said. Mole tapped the side of her nose knowingly to emphasize the point. Loddle continued. "Your convicted murderer Godfather who is really innocent. Yep, a well liked character."

Harry's face brightened. "Then you must come!" He said. He was obviously taken with his new aquaintances, as were Ron and Hermione.

"Yes," Hermione agreed. "Anyone from a book is a friend of mine! Meet us in the Entrance Hall when it's time to leave"

The Oui Gang nodded and excused themselves from the dining hall. "Well that was too easy!" Jilly-O vocalaized the unanimous thought. "Are they really that dull and trusting! Well, let's go get ready. This is bound to be interesting." They all skipped merrily off to ther rooms to grab someting warm to wear out to the village.

Soon enough, the group of six were trecking towards the outskirts of the small wizarding village, looking for Harry's Godfather, Sirius Black. When they finally approached the large black dog, it growled suspiciously at the strange girls. "Finally, someone with common sense," mutteres Loddle.

"It's alright, they know you're innocent. Haven't you read their books? They know all bout us and things that haven't even happened yet," Harry assured. Sirius seemed to shrug as well as a dog could shrug and moved on, still suspicious. They climbed up to a cave and Sirius changed to his human form.

"What book?" He asked, but the Oui Girls could only grin stupidly at him. He wasn't half bad looking for a starved convict.

"They're the Oui Gang, Sirius," Hermione said.

"Oh! Right! I've read all your books, even though I've been suffering in Askaban for twelve years and on the run for two. Pretty sweet fanfiction!" Sirius grinned and winked. If he wasn't grinning so nicely, the girls would have shifted uncomfortably at the fanfiction reference. Instead, they beamed up at him.

The rest of the afternoon was spent with the Golden trio chatting with Sirius about things that bored the others. Suddenly, a thought struck Mole. "Guys," she whispered to her friends. "Do you think that we could like not let Sirius die?"

Jilly-O looked at her. "No. Remember what Dumbledore said?"

"Aw, but it's only changing the future a little!" Mole whined loudly. Hermione heard her.

"You can't change the course of time! You could kill someone!"

Mole snorted. "Or save Sirius's life."

Now harry was looking at them. "Sirius is going to die! NOOO!" He leapt at Sirius and clung onto him, unfortunately cutting off his air supply. "Oh no! He's out cold!"

Mole jumped up now. "CPR! He needs mouth to mouth!" She sounded a bit too eager. She leapt at Sirius, but was tackled by Loddle, Jilly-O, and Hermione.

"Ow! Hey!"

"No way! I'm so much better at CPR!"

"I just learned it in health class!"

"I'm a genius! I read about it! Let ME do it!" There was a mass confusion throughout the little cave. Sirius, who had long recovered was watching with a bemused expression on his face.

"Well, that's interesting..." He mused aloud.

Ron looked on, perplexed. "They must really want to save lives..." Buckbeak promptly cuffed him upside the head.

Suddenly, the frenzy died down, and everyone settled. The group of students only spent one more hour with Sirius, and the Oui Girls tried to see if Sirius had any ideas on how to send them back to their world. Sadly as smart as he was, he had no clue.

In the Oui Gang Quarters, a piece of parchment was set up over the mantle. The heading read:

"People Who May Be Able To Help Us"

On the parchment was the names of nearly all of the Herry Potter characters with a few crossed out in read ink, S. Snape, S. Black, H. Granger... It seemed for our heroes, the search was nowhere near finished.


Gasp! Are our heroes turning into fan girls! I'll let you figure that for yourself. If this is slow so far, I hope that I'm right when I say that it will get better. I have some ideas, you know! For now, read my other stuff, it's darkprediction-a-liscious!...wow.