Yay for all the reviewers!
Sorry for the VERY long wait, but my computer is retarded and had another major meltdown. So I crashed it and started from scratch and now it works fine.
Also this chapter was very hard to write. I'm gonna give it to you cuz its been so long, but I'm not happy with it. But I guess that's okay cuz its only a connector chapter.
We finally get some action!
More characters will come into the story, but one character is going to be strangely missing...
You probably already figured out the missing W.i.t.c.h. characters, so figure out the missing HP character.
The first chapter was a Friday, the 2nd a Saturday, & this one's a Sunday.
Yes, I know the song went mysteriously missing from the last chapter, but it's back again.
Enough jibber-jabber, on to the story!
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Chapter 3: Strange Things
"That's it, whoa, pull back a little, and...stop! Yeah, you got it!"
Will's broom came to a stop right beside Harry's.
"This is amazing!" she said.
He gave her a pleased smile. "You're telling me."
Will grinned. "So what's next?"
Harry thought for a moment. "Diving, I guess. You start up high, turn completely vertical, and pull up as close to the ground as you can get. Got it?"
"Yeah."
He looked around. "I think we better go out over the lake for this one."
Will raised an eyebrow. "What, you don't trust me?"
Harry sped toward the lake, but Will caught up, giving him a funny look.
He laughed and she slapped him playfully on the shoulder.
"You know," he commented, "for a first time rider, you're awfully daring in the air."
"Believe me when I tell you I got over my vertigo a long time ago," she retorted.
They had reached the Black Lake.
"Alright, dive fast and pull up hard," Harry instructed. He pulled his broom even with Will's. "I'll dive with you."
She nodded.
He gripped his broom tightly and leaned over it, Will imitating his every move. "Okay on three. One..."
There was a pause, while the brooms vibrated ever so slightly. He listened, sure he had felt something.
He shook his head. "Two..."
Will looked toward the castle, searching for the source of the power that had just washed over them.
And what do you think you'd understand?
"Three!"
At Harry's word, she snapped into action, diving with surprising speed.
They were even with each other, halfway down the dive.
Ka-BOOOOOOOM!
A blue-green shockwave of magic and sound issued from the castle, tumbling over the grounds faster than should have been possible.
It hit them with the force of an explosion.
In mid-dive they were flung down the length of the massive lake and pounded into the icy water.
The lake's surface came alive with huge waves for a moment, then the sound filled the air and water. Ear-piercing, mind-blowing sound.
Will, a very experienced swimmer, had managed to get her breath and pull into a dive before being nailed into the water. She kicked madly to the surface, gasping and looking for Harry.
He was not so lucky. The breath he managed to get had been knocked out when he landed painfully on his stomach. He nearly passed out.
He managed to charm a bubble of air over his nose and mouth before sinking to the bottom, not unconscious, but in terrible pain.
At the surface, Will searched madly for Harry. She paddled at whirlwind speed, heavy robe and jeans adding nearly fifty pounds to her weight
She was a long way from the shore, and realized that, at this rate, she wouldn't be able to stay afloat long.
She closed her eyes, willing the heavy clothes away. After a moment, the weight dropped off and she wore a long black wetsuit. Not particularly warm, but better than fifty pounds of dead weight.
She whispered, "Air," and blew a breath, then dived under the water. The air pressed itself to her face, forming a mask.
After a moment, she saw Harry sitting on the bottom. A bubble of air covered his mouth and nose and his eyes were closed.
"Harry?" she asked.
He looked up at her, squinting through the water. "I'm okay." His voice was more muffled than hers.
"Why are you on the bottom?" she asked.
"I got the wind knocked out of me," Harry answered. "And my clothes weigh about fifty pounds, which I can handle, but I needed a moment, so I decided to rest on the bottom." A pause while he breathed heavily. "You seemed to have solved the clothes problem."
She looked down at her suit and nodded.
"Do you think you can do that for me? I don't know that one."
She shrugged. "I can try."
She shut her eyes and concentrated, focusing on the image of him in a wetsuit. After a moment, she opened her eyes to see him wearing a wetsuit similar to hers.
"Thanks," he said, wondering silently how she had done it.
"Alright let's go see what happened," suggested Will. She swam quickly toward the surface, Harry slightly behind her.
They broke the surface in the middle of the lake.
Will looked around, slightly puzzled. The air was warmer than it had been and the shore of the lake seemed farther away than before.
"Does the lake seem...bigger than before?" she asked.
Harry shrugged. "Let's just swim. We'll figure this out later."
They swam for the shore, treading for fifteen minutes before finally reaching the shore, exhausted.
Will drew herself onto the sand and flopped down. Harry dropped beside her.
I'm boy, no, I'm a man.
After several minutes of rest, Will willed them back into their regular clothes and dried them off.
They made for the castle in silence.
Something felt wrong, though neither was sure what.
Inside the castle, they looked around for someone to tell them what had happened, but no one they knew was in the entrance hall.
They made their way to the dormitory, still seeing no one to ask.
The fat lady was sleeping in her portrait.
Harry told her the password several times, but she kept insisting that he was wrong.
"Fine." Harry finally stomped off in search of a Gryffindor. No recognizable ones were to be found.
"C'mon, " Will finally suggested, as he was getting very frustrated. "We can go ask McGonagall."
They wound their way to her office and knocked on the door.
"Come in," said a tired voice.
Harry and Will entered quietly.
"What is it?" the professor was sitting at her desk.
"Professor," Harry began, "the fat lady just refuses to let us in. I told her it was mumsford but she just kept telling me no. Has the password changed?"
Professor McGonagall didn't even look up at them. "The password's witherchins."
"Thanks." Will pulled Harry toward the door.
"Wait," said Professor McGonagall suddenly.
Harry and Will stopped halfway out the door.
"Why were you trying to get into there?" the Professor asked, looking halfway up from her book.
Harry and Will looked at each other in confusion.
"To find out what happened. I figured Ginny would tell us." Harry said.
"Ginny who?" the teacher asked suspiciously.
"Ginny Weasley, ma'am." Then he asked, "Are you feeling okay professor?"
Professor McGonagall had given them the look one gives to an insane person. Her head suddenly snapped up.
Harry stepped back into the room to see what was wrong. Will followed him slowly.
Professor McGonagall got up and walked around her desk. Harry realized that this was probably the first time he had ever seen her with her hair down.
She pulled off her thick reading glasses and dropped them on the desk.
One good look proved that this was not professor McGonagall.
You can't take me and throw me away.
This was a pretty thirty-something woman.
She looked at them, refusing to understand what she was seeing.
"Harry?" she choked out.
Something in the way she said it, or the way she looked at him made him realize who he was talking to.
"Hermione?"
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Betcha didn't see that coming.
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Also im thinkin bout continuing The Story You've Never Heard. If u haven't read the first chappy, pleeze do & review & tell me if u want me to. Its under the pen name jixie...look it up if u cant find it.
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As always...
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