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A Little Help

Chapter 2

Alia stood outside that portrait hole for what seemed like an eternity. As she listened to so many of the characters name she has read over the years. 'I'm legally insane' that was the only thing Alia could come up with. 'If this was only a dream why am I starting to freak out'. And she was beginning to freak out.

"Dumbledore!"

"What has he done now?" Ron asked her as he stepped out from behind the Fat Lady.

"Harry can you take me to Dumbledore?" she just side stepped Ron.

"Well, you can ask professor McGonagall to see him", Harry was looking quite annoyed.

"No, I really need to talk to him. Something really weird is going on. You always go to him when you have problem so maybe he can help me." She was getting really excited as if maybe she really could figure this out.

"Problems! I don't go to him with my problems. Plus I have more important things to deal with. I have to get to class and prepare for the second task." Harry began to walk away whispering something to Hermione and Ron.

"No! Please just take me to his office, Please" she grabbed a hold of Harry's arm.

"Fine. I will meet up with you guys in class." Harry was trying to tell them something with his eyes but it didn't work the way he wanted it to.

They walked in silence for about four minutes. Alia just kept going over and over in her head what she was planning on telling Dumbledore.

"Alia is there anything you want to tell me?" Harry stopped dead in his tracks and looked her right in the eye.

"Well, there is so much I am not getting right now, but…" she looked around and thought that maybe it wouldn't be the best thing in the world to not have The Trio on her side. "I just had a really crazy dream and I was thinking maybe I should tell professor Dumbledore what happened."

"Don't tell me you think all that stuff Trelawney goes on about is true." he was trying not laugh aloud as the continued to walk.

"Well no, but maybe. You know it can't be that hard to believe. I mean we are in a school for Magic. And we believe that is real" she was starting to get into her argumentative mode.

"I guess if you look at it like that", she could tell he was just trying to keep her happy. "Well here we are", he stopped right in front of huge statue.

"What?" she heard him mumble something but could not understand what he was saying.

"Oh, it was just the password. See you around." He gave her one last look before he began to walk the other way.

She got to the top of the stairs. It was the coolest thing she has ever done. The stair moved and went up. It was so awesome. She came face to face with a huge wooden door and didn't know what to do next. She started to pick up her hand to knock on the door, when it began to open.

"Come in Alia" she heard a very distinguished voice coming from the other side of the room.

"Um… Dumbledore. I mean Sir. Can I talk to you about something" she let her eyes jump around the room as she stood in the doorway.

"Indeed. Please have a seat." he stood up and pointed to a seat in front of his desk.

"Hmmm… Oh yay. A seat. I can take a seat" she couldn't keep her eyes fixed on one spot there was just so much in his office to look at. "No way!" she let out a little screech.

"Alia what is it? Are you doing ok?" he was just about to sit down when he heard her screech he stood up again.

"Oh yay, I'm fine. I've always wanted to see fawkes. And check it out, there he is." she was shaking her head in disbelief as she took the seat Dumbledore pointed to early.

"Alia how may I help you?" he asked her as he eyes looked her over behind his half moon glasses.

'He knows; he knows I don't belong here. Why is letting me sit here? When he knows this is not my home. Why isn't he throwing me out or trying to see if I'm affiliated with Voldemort'. She couldn't even begin speaking with so many thoughts going through her head.

"Alia, I really do have to attend to some important items. So if we could hurry this along".

"Well Sir, it all started last night. You see this morning I woke up in this reality. This reality doesn't really exist in my world. Well I mean, I hope it exists. But this world I'm in was made up by this woman, by the name of JK Rowling. You see Sir this cant be happening. I guess, it is happing but I mean why can't I get out of it. Sir? Sir?" she watched him as he looked her over. "I swear Sir I am not crazy. I'm just telling you what is happing?"

"Let me see if I'm getting this right. Last night you were in a different reality and this morning when you awoke you ended up here", he was talking to her as is he might just believe her.

"Yes, Sir that is exactly what I am telling you", she was so grateful that he was grasping this.

"Well, all the advice I can give you is for you to figure out why you woke up here this morning."

"Sir?" now she was officially more confused then before she entered this office.

"Why do you think you are part of our world? Maybe to help someone? Maybe to prevent something? Maybe to make something wonderful happen?" he looked quite pleased with himself.

"What…" he was acting like a teacher she had in high school. During tests she would love to help you by giving you questions to answer questions.

"Alia I really do need to attend to those important items I was telling you about early. So if that is all I can help you with, I would advise you run off to your class".

She was just staring at him as he ruffled though some thing on his desk, "But Sir I don't…"

Just as she was about to finish her sentence he handed her a couple of pieces of paper. "Here are your classes and here is a map so you can get around. And if it all worked out correctly you should have all you supplies. Last but most certainly not least" He pulled out a stick.

'A stick, what am I going to need with a stick…'

"I am sure you know what this is", he reached over his desk to hand it to her as if it he was holding a sword.

"Yay, I know what this is. I mean of course I do", she prayed to what ever they prayed to that he was not reading her mind. Because if he was all he would get was 'this dude is crazier that I am'.

"Well Alia I hope this helped. Off you go", he was saying all of this as he scooted her towards the door.

"Ok", she did a mental eye roll. "Thank you for you time Sir. I guess I will be seeing you around", she had to yell that last part through the door.

"Man Ron is right he is a loon." she was walking down the hall looking at this crazy complicated map trying to find history. "A WAND!" she started to jump up and down when she realized what that stick was. "A WAND! How did I not know that? What are you looking at!" she snapped at a tall blonde boy that was walking past her.

"I'm looking at you. What makes you think you can talk to me like that", he was trying act like he was way taller than he was, standing right in front of her.

"I can talk to whoever I want whatever way I want to talk to them. But you are right I do not know you and I shouldn't have snapped at you." she was standing up straight trying to look him in the eye.

"You shouldn't even be in the same hall as me Mudblood", hewas quite pleased with himself for spitting out words that were suppose to hurt the target he was spitting them to

"Really, Mudblood, is that the best you can do?" Alia just started to laugh.

"You…" he could even speak he was trying so hard to pull his wand out of he cape and think of a jinx at the same time.

'Oh crap, I don't know any counter spells or even which end of my wand shots the spells out of. Crap'. A millions things were racing through her head, but she did not stand down.

"Draco, cut it out." the voice came from behind her.

"Whatever, this Mudblood is just wasting my time anyways" he turned on his heel and stormed down the hall.

"Thanks" Alia said as she turned around to come face to face with Derrick and wand in hand. "Oh Derrick you are awesome, you really do remember don't you?" Alia was watching his eyes for that look he always gave her when he was playing a joke on her.

"Alia, I really do remember you. But I have no idea what you are talking about. I m sorry I wish I did." he put his wand back in his cloak.

"Ok" she looked down at the floor. She really was all alone in this. "Well, thanks again. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't shown up"

"It looked like you were holding your own", he smiled at she began to feel a little better.

"Yeah if you say so. Anyways I got to find-- I mean I have to get to history. I'll see you around" she began walking down the hall the opposite way Draco went.

"Alia"

'He does remember who I am' she squealed to herself as she turned around.

"I know you have got to get to class. I was sent to see what happened to you. And just in case you were wondering, we have to go this way", he pointed in the opposite direction she was walking.

"Thanks", 'Why am I here? Who needs my help? This is going to be a long day!' and she began to follow him.