The Time: 4o clock
The Place: Golden Corral Parking Lot, 36933 SugarPlume Lane, Hogsmeade U.K., England, the year of our Lord two thousand, two and twenty.
Saturnalia sure wished she could be on the plane*(the Return to Hogwarts Express; see chapter 29-Luna)* with all the other students, she figured she could use her dream powers to make that happen but then she worried that since she is a Hermione from a dimension where everyone has green hair then they would all make fun of her hair. So instead she just waits it out, hoping the plane will land before the Planet Nibiru crash-lands onto Hogsmeade., and in the meantime...
If the Anunnaki re-corporealize on the human-physical sphere then at least one Hermione could be on the scene, really, she thought, here it was almost the Hermione Tat Ko; the Hermione Death Battle and all the Hermione's weren't even in one place!'
But then the ghost of the Hermione Tat Ko; the Hermione Death Battle appeared to her, to remind her of the fact it's dead now because of how she killed her twin sister, the formally 5th Hermione, thus averting the Hermione Tak Ko; The Hermione Death Battle...It seemed only she could do the job that Metatron had set for Neville Longbottom, drummer for the hip new band, the Chumbawumbas.
meanwhile, on the plane
DOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
the eerie discordant wail of Spiders' Curs'd Theremin swirled around the rounded edges of the planes interior, swelling and crashing into the very minds of the hapless students ensconced, therein.
Ensconced
Enclosed
Ensnared!
By the web!
...Spiders' Sonic Web
The Aural Trap of the Thrice Curs'd Theremin
...Trinarkhtikon!
OOOOOOOOOOOOO WOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO continued the previously described noises of music. But now underneath it all was the murmuring sussuruation of many shuffling feat, lead by the ears...
Spiders'; perched in the center of a massive web, her shiny new Theremin in her lap; kept to her hiding place at the very back of the plane and worked her way forward, sonically, to subdue every Hogwarts student on this plane! The elfs too.
"We've certainly got to get out of here!" Neville pointed out, he and the people he was with all started running.
...Running down the plane.
Finally they stopped running because they couldn't hear the Theremin anymore. That means they're safe now it's time to talk because it looks like Luna at least has a few questions...
Luna points Neville; "You and Spiders were playing drums and Theremin all dang Christmas morning, why is all this happening just now?"
(she is presently with Neville, as well as Ron, Santa Claus and Hermione Lion Heart, the Time Child, and Mecha Granger 2030)
But it was precisely because Neville was playing alongside Spiders earlier, his drumming slicing up the curse's malefic astral tendrils before they could sprout and spore that was why that happened...
"Just like Metatron planned!" Santa slammed his fist into his palm decisseviley
"We don't have time for your Annunanki bickerings Santa Claus, we have to do something about this crazy Theremin! It's taking over everything!" Herminoe Lion Heart, The Time Child, exclaimed.
"If only we were all 'livin on Tulsa Time', like Ron then we would all be immune," Mecha Granger 2030 pointed out, mostly because she was jealous of how Ron kept dropping lyrics of country songs and she wanted to seem cool too ,but being a robot she had no imagination and could only repeat things like some deadly steel parrot, gliding ever onward on gun-metal grey tank treads...
"I still say we get to the cock pit, then we can bash this bloody plane and everyone in it against the cliffs!" Santa put in.
The Time Child and Mecha Granger2030 shared a look, "what is it with you and always wanting to crash things?"
Santa blushed, "oh is it that obvious?"
Hermione Lion Heart scoffed flippantly, "you've wanted to kamikazee so many things, before we got on this plane you wanted us to steer Giga Granger into a Cruise Ship!"
"Well," Santa admitted bashfully, "I guess I just spend so much time flying around up in the air and it's just like a Law of Averages thing to where eventually y'know you just can't help but want to see what would happen..." As he spoke a subtle change overcame his demeanor, his pupils dilating slowly, it was clear he had indeed spent much time fantasizing up there in the big bright sky... but anyways
Everyone agreed Santa had the only plan and they would indeed head up to the cockpit, several of them making a mental note to keep themselves between him and the controls. That's when all six of them began to make their way to the cockpit...
" Spiders is crazy watch out everybody!"- screamed out a third year Hufflepuff who was running down the cramped aisles of the plane. It was absolute pandemonium.
Luna nearly tripped over an elf but she righted herself and slammed open the cockpit door.
She gasped, shocked by what she saw within...