Yes, it is the second chapter, indeed! Brilliant, isn't it? Anyways, what say you have a look see and tell me what'cha think? Eh?
Now, it is quite ironic that Quatre and Duo whirled through the photograph's vortex and then were suddenly dropped onto a hard stone floor. Two normal people would probably lie there moaning in pain at falling on their rears or blinking in startled stupidity at what just happened. Quatre and Duo, however, were not anywhere near normal. They were in a whole other universe, one completely opposite to normal. Their battle instincts kicked in and they rolled when they hit the ground, Duo coming up with a gun on hand and Quatre with throwing knives in each hand. It is also quite ironic that the moment when they fell out of the vortex into the intersection of Hogwart's two main halls was the very same moment classes ended. A bell split the air with it's ring, and Duo and Quatre crouched, tensing, thinking automatically it was an alarm and they were intruders. A split second later students in their house robes began to file out, four groups of different colors. Each group halted in shock as they saw Duo and Quatre standing inbetween them all, with a gun and knives. They stared at each other, Quatre and Duo very confused as to the students robes and pointy hats.
Suddenly, a girl screamed and everyone was shaken out of their stupor. A number of the students drew out their wands, which just looked like sticks to the two gundam pilots. Someone stepped forward into the circle suddenly and shouted some words.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Green sparks shot out of his wand straight at Duo. Duo shocked all the students by managing to dodge and the curse hit a student behind him, who went as rigid as a board and then slowly teetered over, stiff as ice. Duo, meanwhile, seeing the student that had shot something at him as an enemy, easily flipped over to the stunned student and knocked him out. This seemed to prove the students thoughts that these two boys were a danger, sincehalf of them turned tail and bolted off for teachers or safety, while some shuffled back uneasily and a few brave souls stepped forward again.
"Who are you?" Duo's eyes glanced over at the boy who had spoken. He was a gangly boy with messy black hair and startling green eyes behind round glasses. His hair wasn't as messy as Heero's hair was, in Duo's opinion, nor were his eyes as startling as Quatre said Trowa's eyes were. But the lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead was something Duo had never seen before.
"Look, no offense," Duo grinned crookedly, his eyes dark. "But, though you may outnumber us, we appear to be the ones with the gun and knives, and we're not afraid to use them. So, if you basically want to live, just direct us to the exit, please."
"We could knock you off your feet!" Duo's eyes snapped to a greasy blonde haired boy with a sneer on his face. Duo instantly thought 'greasy snake, stay away'.
"What, with your sticks?" Duo laughed. "What's a few little sparks gonna do to us?"
"Uh, Duo...," Quatre tried to get his friend's attention. Duo hadn't seen the student go stiff and fall, unable to speak or move, but Quatre had, and he thought now wasn't a good idea for Duo's taunting.
The students looked at him, then a red haired, freckle faced boy gasped. "They're muggles!"
"Muggles?" Duo blinked. "That's a wierd name. Got any better insults?"
"I'll go get Dumbledore!" A curly, brown haired girl standing beside the freckle faced boy turned and darted off, shouting.
"Where the hell is this?" Duo asked. "These are the wierdest soldiers I've ever seen..."
"We're not soldiers," the boy with the scar corrected. "We're students."
"This is a school?" Quatre said, appearing startled.
"But you're dressed so wierd!" Duo exclaimed. He suddenly smiled. "Bet'cha this is a catholic school or something."
"You're standing in the main hall of Hogwart's School for Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Duo gaped and Quatre swallowed nervously. "You gotta be kidding me!" Duo exclaimed. He suddenly raised the gun and aimed it at the boy's head. "Get out of the way. I want to go home!"
"Stupefy!"
"Duo, look out!" Quatre yelled, ramming into Duo, knocking him out of the way of a red beam of light shooting out of a student's wand. It hit Quatre in the back, blasting him and Duo to the ground.
"Quat? Quat!" Duo yelled in concern, turning Quatre over. He felt a load rise off his chest as he saw Quatre still breathed, then a hot flash of anger entered his chest. He looked up, eyes dark and blazing with anger. "What the hell did you do to him!" he yelled at the student, his fingers clenching around his gun.
"Avis!" a round faced student suddenly yelled. Duo blinked as a flock of small birds emerged from the end of the wand and fluttered towards him. He ducked and waved them away, then shot two of them down with his gun as the rest wheeled and seemed to attack him, beating them with his wings.
"Incarcerous!" the boy with the scar shouted, and Duo felt something hit his arm, then felt rope winding around his arms and legs. He collapsed in a heap, tied firmly, glowering. The birds vanished, flying off out a high window.
"What the...?" Duo struggled against his bonds. "Let me out! What the hell...who the hell are you!" He yelled at the boy who had cast the spell.
"My name's Harry Potter," the boy said, walking up to the twisting Duo. "How did you get in here?"
"How the hell do I know? One second, I was just cleaning out Q's attic, and the next second I'm here! Witches and Wizards!" Duo began to laugh.
"Please elaborate, if it pleases you." Duo looked up as the crowd hushed and parted to make way for an old man. He had white silvery hair that was long enough to tuck into his belt, which it was, surprisingly, and was dressed in majestic robe of scarlet and navy blue.
"Wow," Duo muttered, blinking up at the man.
"See, Professor Dumbledore?" the girl was back beside the old man. "He's a muggle!"
"I highly doubt that, Miss Granger," Dumbledore smiled at Duo, his wise eyes sparkling behind his half moon spectacles. "No muggle can see or enter Hogwart's, you understand. Now, young sir. Please elaborate how you got here?"
Duo normally wasn't one to tell any enemy anything, but something inside him was urging him to explain, to trust Dumbledore. "First of all, my name is Duo Maxwell, not young sir. Second of all, this is how the story goes. I was cleaning out the attic, and I found a box. And in it, there was this wierd picture of this big, odd looking castle and some words on the bottom...pictaresque incantatus or something like that. Anyways, suddenly, this big tornado comes and sucks us into the picture and then I drop here, where someone hurt my best friend and they will pay if he isn't okay! And get these damn ropes off me!"
With a flick of his wand, the ropes fell away from Duo, though now he still couldn't move mroe than a few inches. A second later, Quatre woke up and sat up, blinking sleepily. His eyes widened at the sight of Dumbledore. "Pictaresque Incantatus...," Dumbledore murmured. He stood up. "Students! Continue on to your classes. You do not want to keep your teachers waiting." After some more shooing from Dumbledore and the other apparent teacher, the students departed off to classes...whatever they learned was a complete mystery to Duo and Quatre.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Duo Maxwell," Dumbledore said when all the students had left. "I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. This is a professor at Hogwarts," he gestured to the two standing beside him. "McGonagall, Professor of Transfiguration," a strict looking woman with her hair in a tight bun peered down at them from behind her spectacles. "May I ask who this young man is?" Dumbledore asked, gesturing to Quatre.
"I'm Quatre Raberba Winner," Quatre immediately spoke. He would have shaken Dumbledore's hand could he have moved. "Pleasure to meet you as well, even if I can't seem to think straight right now."
"The stupefy curse was used on you," McGonagall spoke. "It makes the target unconscious. A bit of lightheadedness and confusion is expected."
"Stupefy curse?" Quatre blinked, shaking his head. "I knew I wasn't seeing things!"
"How the hell did we get here?" Duo asked. "And where exactly is here?"
"Pictaresque Incantatus is a very powerful spell. It transports whoever speaks it to the very place in the picture in the time it was taken. Therefore, the castle in the picture was Hogwarts, and the picture was taken in this year," Dumbledore explained. "Where were you before you came here?"
"We were on earth," Quatre explained.
"Yes. Normally, me an' Hee-chan would be on one of the colonies, and 'Fei would be out and about on his job, but we all came back to earth to help Quat and Tro clean out their attic," Duo said. Something suddenly occured to him, since his eyes went wide. "Heero's gonna kill me! When he and Tro can't find us..."
"Oh no," Quatre whispered, closing his eyes. "They'll tear everything apart looking for us. We have to go back." He looked up uncertainly at Dumbledore. "We can go back, can't we?"
"There is a reverse spell for Pictaresque Incantatus. However, it can only be performed on one day of the year, and that day is not for the next seven months."
"Seven months?" Duo yelled, then groaned. "No!" A sudden thought came to him, and he giggled. "I swear, Quat. This has got to be the wildest dream I've ever had. I mean, I've never made something this complex up before. This is wild! I always had wierd dreams, but this is the wierdest. And you're acting just like normal."
"Duo, if this is a dream, then we're having the same one, because I'm as real as I ever have been," Quatre gulped. "This is all real, it is."
"But...," Duo blinked, then scowled angrily. "No, it's not real. I'm going to scream and wake up and Hee-chan will be there. And then he'll give me hot chocolate and tell me it's all alright and we'll stay up all night watching TV."
"Duo," Quatre consoled. "This is real. And Heero and Trowa are stuck at home. And we're stuck here for seven months!" Quatre's face fell.
"Real. It's real?" Duo seemed to ask no one. "Now what're we supposed to do for the next seven months?"
"Why, you'll become students at Hogwart's, of course. We can't have untrained wizards roaming about in the future," Dumbledore replied. "Which, I believe, is where you are from."
"We went back in time? Cool! This really real dream keeps getting better."
"It's real, Duo," Quatre sighed. "And what do you mean, 'untrained wizards'. We're not magic."
"Ah, but you are," Dumbledore smiled, one of those smiles that totally shouted 'I know something you don't' but not in the smug way Duo's smiles shouted. This smile was wise. "You see, no muggle on earth or in the future could ever be able to activate that spell. No muggle would be able to see Hogwarts in the picture or now. To them, it would appear they are in a large abandoned field. And no muggle would be able to enter Hogwart's. Now, you two did all three of those things. So, therefore, that makes you wizards. And quite strong ones, I must think."
"So we're wizards," Duo stated. "And we're at a school for wizards, and we're going to learn to be wizards here for seven months until we go home and Heero and Trowa and Wufei kill us for being gone for seven months without a trace. If this is reality, it's getting interesting."
"Now that that matter has been dealt with," McGonagall spoke up. "I must ask why two young boys possess a gun and knives?"
"We...kind of have dangerous lives," Quatre explained. "That's all we can say."
"Weapons of any kind are not allowed in Hogwarts."
"Right," Duo tried to stand up, then remembered he was pretty much frozen. "Um...can I stand up?"
"Please do," Dumbledore said, and Duo found he could move, just as Quatre could. they stood up together.
Duo scratched his nose. "Been waiting to do that for five minutes. That's the worst thing when you're tied up. Every time your nose itches. So what do we do now?"
"Now, we proceed to my office to make plans for your school supplies and wands," McGonagall said curtly. "Follow me."
"Ah, yes," Dumbledore said, a reminiscing look coming into his eyes. "I remember when I first went to Ollivander's to get my wand..." And he walked the opposite direction as McGonagall led the two boys down the halls.
"Sorry, Hee-chan," Duo whispered.
Ta dah. My intro endo parts won't be that long. I'm in a hurry to post these. I want to go to bed, since it's, like, 1 30 in the morning! YAWN. Please REVIEW and READ ON!