Quidditch was coming up soon and the Gryffindors still didn't have a seeker. Harry and I have been racing on our brooms and I know McGonagall has been watching.

It's morning and Harry, Ron and I are sitting in the great hall eating breakfast when mail comes. Aglaia comes swooping down with Hegwig with something in their beak. We open it.

Dear Ms. Smith,

I have been watching you and Mr. Potter race every Saturday and I am delighted to inform you that the boy shall indeed be the seeker to the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Now, seeing how Mr. Potter will get his letter on the same day as you, I would greatly appreciate it if you hadn't told him it was your doing that made me decide. All he knows is that he will be accepted on the Quidditch team because of how well he's been doing in the lessons.

Professor of Transfiguration

Head of Gryffindor House

Deputy Headmistress

And yours,

Minerva McGonagall

I sigh in relief. Now the story is right.

Someone next to me interrupts me. "What did yours say?" Harry asks.

"Something about the Transfiguration we are doing." I lie. "What about yours?"

"She wants me to be seeker on the Quidditch team. I start practicing tonight and my broom should be under my bed." He replies.

"You're to be seeker?" Ron says. It's more of a statement than a question.

"Yeah." Harry replies. He goes on to say how he shouldn't because there are Gryffindors that are better flyers. I just feed Aglaia some toast and water before stroking her head and sending her on her way. "You're a much better flyer than I am Katie."

"Don't be ridiculous." I say.

"But you are. You beat me all the time on Saturdays."

"No. You beat me. You always do."

"Hey guys." Ron says next to us. "We have to go to charms, Flitwick will kill us if we're late."

"Oh, right." Harry says flustered. I scoop up my books and follow Ron to the classroom.

…

We practically run into the classroom and into our seats. Again we are early. Hermione chuckles as we fall into the uncomfortable wooden chairs. The rest of the class quickly files into the classroom and into their seats. Professor Flitwick climbs onto his large stack of books and calls his class to order.

"Now," He starts, "today we will make the feathers on your desks float. You all remember the wrist movement?" Only Hermione nods. "Good. Now remember, swish and flick, oh, and say it right too!"

A chorus of 'Wingardium Leviosa's broke out. Ron nearly got his eye poked out by the boy in front of him during the swish part.

"You're say it all wrong!" Hermione snapped at Ron.

"If you're so clever, you do it then." Ron replied.

"Well look here! Miss Smith's done it!" the Professor exclaimed from atop his stack of books. Hermione just scowled.

"I bet she said it right!" Hermione snaps. Ron and Harry just grin crazily at me.

"Oh yeah!" Ron says fiercely. "I bet you wouldn't have even gotten your feather in the air!" she's taken aback and I end up feeling bad for her.

…

"Nobody can stand her!" Ron shouts. "She has no friends." Hermione shoves him as she walks past.

"I think she heard you." Harry said.

"You would have none either if we hadn't let you sit with us on the train." I say taking a great deal of interest in my shoes.

"Is something wrong?" Harry asks.

"Yeah, something's gotten into you since charms." Ron says.

"I'm fine." I reply not looking at him. I don't say a word until dinner.

…

Instead of going with the boys to dinner, I go to the girl's bathroom where I know Hermione will be.

"Hermione." I call.

"Go away." She says. The cracks in her voice tell me she's been crying.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"You are with them. There is nothing to talk about."

"Yes there is."

"What?" She finally pulls open the stall and glares at me. Her face shines with tears.

"Remember the night of the fight? The one with the three-headed dog? I used a spell, alohomora, to open the door." Her face lights up.

"What about it?"

"There's more to me than you think and I can't keep it hidden much longer."

"What is it?" She comes over to me and places her arm around my shoulders.

"I know everything that is going to happen and the outcomes at this year of Hogwarts."

She looks puzzled for a moment then asks, "How?"

"You see, from where I come from, Harry Potter is something made up in books. Hogwarts is the place where all this happens and where he gets himself into trouble."

"I don't understand."

"Neither did I until I talked to Professor Dumbledore."

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'If enough people wish it to be, then it will be.' I think that is the magic that Muggles have."

"But Muggles have no magic."

"Where I came from, there was no magic, only fraud magicians who pulled rabbits out of hats."

"What happened right before you came here?"

"A blinding flash of white light. Then everybody had forgotten what they were doing and I got an acceptance letter to Hogwarts."

"I don't know any spells with white light. It must be that Muggle magic you were talking about."

We sat there and talked for a long time. In the back of my mind I knew danger was coming sometime soon, I just hoped the boys would come looking for us.

HARRY'S PERSPECTIVE

Katie didn't show up for dinner. Ron and I were both worried the entire time. Ron, meanwhile, was confiding in me how he thought something was off about Katie. He thought she knew something that no one else did.

"I'm telling you Harry, I've never seen her open her textbook past what we are learning." Ron said.

"Maybe she opens it when she goes to sleep." I reply.

"But her light is turned out when she gets there and she is always with us!"

"Ron, yes I agree, something is off about Katie, but you can't blame her for knowing one or two extra spells."

"Maybe the spells are just the beginning! Maybe she knows our fates." Ron waves his hands in the air dramatically.

"Ron, be reasonable…" I start, but Professor Quirrell runs in frantically.

"TROLL! TROLL IN THE DUNGON!" He collapses on the stone floor before the room broke out into screams.

Exactly five seconds passed before Dumbledore yelled out, "Silence! Prefects, please take your houses to the dorms. Your dinners will be served there." The students did as they were told.

"Wait," I say to Ron and pull him aside.

"What?" He replies.

"Katie and Hermione! Katie went to talk to her in the girls' bathroom."

"Crap." Ron says before we race off.

KATIE'S PERSPECTIVE

"You can't tell anyone or I am ruined." I say to her. She barely nods before a large lumbering figure stands over us. I curse. "The troll has finally come to torment us."

"What!" she yells as we hear a click.

"And they just locked the doors."

"What!" she yells again.

"Would you stop yelling!" I say as Ron and Harry rush into the bathroom only to be stopped by a troll in their wake.

"And the heroes have come to save us." I fake a swoon.

Hermione pulls me into a stall as Harry and Ron yell to us. I know you're there guys. I don't need you yelling at me, I need you to freakin rescue me! The boys desperately threw pieces of sinks at the troll and it turned in confusion at both of them. Eventually it turned back to us and its club shattered the stall. We rolled into the next one.

All the stalls got destroyed at one point and Hermione and I were flat against the wall next to Ron. Harry shouted run but we didn't move. Then Harry jumped on its back and managed to get his wand shoved in the beasts nose. Very smart Harry. He now gets himself hung upside down with the troll's club threatening to beat him to a pulp.

"Swish and flick Ron!" I say in a loud whisper. He immediately pulls out is wand and tries saying the incantation.

Hermione catches on and says it right for him to follow, "Wingardium Leviosa" She says.

"Wingardium Leviosa" Ron says and the troll's club floats into the air as he tries to bring it down on Harry. He drops the spell and the club falls flat on the head of the beast.

"Run Harry!" I yell when the troll drops Harry. He does so and when the troll lands on the ground he pulls out his wand.

We all stand there astonished until some of the professors walk in on our moment of recovery. "You could have been killed!" Professor McGonagall said looking from the troll to the rest of us. "Why aren't you in your dormitories?"

"Professor, it's me." I say, looking down to make it more believable. "I knew the troll would have moved from the dungeons by now and I saw it wandering the halls. When it came into the girl's bathroom, I thought I could handle it. I couldn't though. If it wasn't for them," I point to the other three staring at me astonished, "I probably would have died."

McGonagall goes on to say how disappointed she is with me and takes points and adds points to Gryffindor. She then ushers us out and to our dormitories.

"That was close." Said Ron once we were safe in the warmth of our common room.

"Why did you do it, Katie?" Hermione asks. "You know it is my fault."

"No." I said shaking my head and giving her the best 'I'll tell you later' look. She nods back. She thinks for a moment before opening her eyes wide and staring at me in disbelief.

"Did something happen while you two were in the bathroom?" Ron asks seeing the little exchange between us.

"It's a story for another day." I say to him

"Thank you." Hermione says before she heads off to go to sleep. Ron and Harry stare at her as she goes up the stairs.

"Yes, thank you for rescuing us." I say before hugging them both and going upstairs to sleep.

Readers! Thank you for reading! I have an announcement! This will be the last chapter that I will type for a week and a few days. I am going on vacation tomorrow and I won't be back until the Sunday after (the 28th for you lazies). I will update the Monday I get back. Thanks for reading… -wolfhound22