Author: Tanith Lilitu
Disclaimer: I own Aislin, Mr. and Mrs. Highland, and the plot. Any characters you may recognize are property of J. K. Rowling.
Summary: …Oh my god, I've really gone off the deep end… Have you now? What brought you to that conclusion? Because I've made myself believe that I'm possessed, by a fictional character nonetheless! Hey! I resent that!
Timeframe: This chapter takes place in the Trio's 6th year, '96.
Warnings: OC, spoilers for OotP
Rating: PG, for three or four minor swear words.
A/N: Hey y'all, chapter seven is up! Where did Aislin end up? Will she get back? And wasn't that the most inconvenient place for a sneeze? All this and more in 'Fanfiction Addiction'! And now to reply to my loverly reviewers!
AidanPryde – Glad you think it's fun thus far. : ) Keep reading!
BlackPaintedWhite – Dastardly plan! Cookies, yummy, can't have cookie 'til post, aww. Hey, if you're reading this, I've posted! Snatch! My cookie! Aww, you bited it, you meanie! Got any more : )
Emikae – Hmmm, well, I have your description just in case, watch out : P
Fanfiction Addiction
Chapter 7: Detour
Again with the ducky!
What? Can't I say things? Oh, we've stopped svirling.
Svirling? Swirling I'd accept, but svirling? Hey, you're right!
Aislin fell out of a sooty fireplace that looked like it belonged to a fairly wealthy wizarding family. This became obvious as soon as she looked behind her, all around the fireplace and mantle were intricate marble and gold inlaid designs depicted what looked to be wizard duels and Snidget hunts. Inside whatever room she was in was a vast assortment of, no doubt, expensive items. Tapestries resembling the scenes on the mantle were hung around the room along with numerous pieces of artwork, both muggle and wizard.
"And you are?" Aislin whipped around from admiring the painting on the wall to see a girl a little older than herself sitting behind her in the shadows. That's weird, I didn't see her there before.
"Of course you didn't, I wasn't there before."
Oh my god! Do you think she can read my mind?
Maybe, let's see if she answers our little conversation.
"Who are you talking to? Are you possessed or something?"
Well, yeah, it's a real pain too.
"Oh, I know! Isn't it just terrible when you get possessed? I'm possessed right now. Does this happen to you a lot?" The strange girl then shook her head, "How stupid of me, my parents would be appalled." Without stepping out of the dark or standing up, she stuck out her hand to Aislin, "Hello, my name is Kate, you seem to have fallen out of my fireplace."
"I'm Aislin, hi. Umm, Kate, are you like, psychic?"
"If you mean can I read your thoughts, yes, was I born with the gift of telekinesis? No."
"Then how are you reading my thoughts?"
"Have you ever heard of occlumency?"
"Oh, yeah, that. So you're an occlumens?"
"Yes, and I know you're wondering how I'm able to apparate when I don't seem much older than you."
"…"
"No need to ask, I'm sixteen and yes, I'm able apparate underage. My parents trust me not to splinch myself."
"But what about the Ministry regu- "
"Regulations? Really, I prefer to think of them as guidelines. Enough about that though, how did you end up in my fireplace?"
"I sne- "
"Sneezed did you? Ah, I don't think I've ever done that, but where were you headed, never mind, I know."
"Argh! Would you stop doing that? It's bad enough having one person in my head. And it's really freaky having you answering questions before I ask them. And another thing- "
"Fine, I'll let you talk, and yes, I'll come out of the shadows because you find it 'uber freaky' talking to someone you can't see fully." She giggled and stood up, "Sorry, that was it." As Kate stepped out of the shadows, Aislin could see she was about medium height, and was dressed in black robes with silver patterns running down one side, like you would see printed on one leg of jeans, not that these patterns looked tacky. They were masterfully done, and her clothes looked as if they were made in the finest shops and with the best material money could buy. Her brown hair was pulled back with a black ribbon tied in a bow, and the tips of her hair were a dirty blond. As she came closer, Aislin could she her piercing obsidian eyes. "They're not obsidian, they're dark brown, but you can call them that if you want, it's a nicer description than brown."
"Okay…whatever. So, Kate, about me getting to Diagon Alley?"
"Okay, take some floo powder, here it is, step in the fireplace, throw down the powder, and say, Diagon Alley."
"That's it? I could've done that!"
"Then why aren't you gone by now?"
"…"
"There you go. Now step in, and if you ever need to talk to me again, floo to Emikae Manor."
"Okay…" Don't know why I'd ever want to.
She can hear you, you realize.
Oh shit!
"Don't worry about it, I realize I'm a little odd. But just in case, remember, Emikae Manor, you never know, could come in handy."
Aislin nodded her head in understanding and then took a pinch floo powder between her fingers, and-
"Do you want a handkerchief, so that we can avoid last time's mess?" Kate handed Aislin a beautiful monogrammed handkerchief, which Aislin took hesitantly, "Don't worry, it's clean, I don't think it's even been used, you can keep it if you want." With a quick swish of the wand that Kate had pulled from her robes, the embroidery changed from saying 'Kate' to 'Aislin'. "That's another way to reach me, spell the monogram back to Kate and it turns into a portkey."
"Well… 'bout that. I'm a muggle." Aislin braced herself for the insult that was sure to come out of this obviously pureblooded witch's mouth. She was surprised to say the very least when to scathing remark came.
"I know you are, sorry, hard habit to break. Then just get someone else to change it for you."
"But aren't you purebl- "
"Not every pureblood is prejudiced towards muggles and muggle-borns, and I'm not pureblood anyway." Kate saw Aislin look at her and the surroundings with a confused look, so she asked the unasked question, "I'm a half blood, but it doesn't mean we can't be wealthy. My mother is a muggle, so I've got no reason whatsoever to be prejudiced. My family has friends from both sides; it's best to connections with everyone you can in times like this. The less enemies the better. But you'd should get going now," She shoved Aislin towards the fireplace, "whoever you're with is probably very concerned about you."
Maybe I will come to see her again.
Yeah, let's make a day of it! Kate, you're not too bad now that we've gotten to know you.
'We've'? When exactly did you and I become' we'?
I dunno, don't ask me hard questions early in the morning.
It's past noon! It's not morning anymore.
"Whoever is in Aislin's subconscious, I don't know you, but you seem like an okay bloke as well. I'm assuming you're a bloke, if you're not, my apologies."
You've offended me terribly! Got you questioning my masculinity you have! Horrible thing to do!
"Sorry, I didn't mean it really. Aislin, you should probably go before I upset him anymore."
"Okay, bye, I'll see you around some time Kate!" She then stepped into the fireplace, and said clearly and loudly, "Diagon Alley," and was gone. This left Kate by herself once more, well, not truly alone; she was possessed after all.
Well, Jamesy, she wasn't all that bad.
Would you stop calling me that? Should never have told you about that. Sirius would never let up either.
Oh come on now Jamesy, can't a girl have a little fun?
It's a conspiracy I tell you; you're all out to get me, oh Merlin! I've started to sound more like him!
Poor old Jamesy.
Enough already!
A/N: Ooo, new development! More possession going on! You never know Emikae; you could be a recurring character, now that Messr Prongs is in your head. : ) Hope that was long enough, it was a little late, but it's here. I'm planning on having more cameos in there (if you want in, give me your description and your name), and more pics up on erni.piczo, keep checking, or not, I'll just tell you when more art's up. Oh, Happy Easter everybody! Or does it count yet, being Good Friday and all? Oh well, Happy Easter in case I don't post again between now and then. And if you're not the Easter celebrating sort, Happy Long Weekend! If you don't, horrors upon horrors, gasp, get a long weekend, but I think most people do, then Happy Normal Weekend! And if… never mind, babbling. Shutting up. :