Time Warped Special: Harry Potter Part 3

The Governor
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The College
Trombley House
Eccuss
Castor
9402

As you know, I caught the Colossal on Ezra, and brought him back to The College. Thanks to the facilities here at The College, I have been able to determine the whereabouts of the captured victims inside the Colossal. They were transported into the world of Harry Potter, a creation by Old Earth writer J.K. Rowling. She can be found under the 21st Century folder in the Forbidden Files, in The Archive, if you wish to explore her history further.

I have enclosed the seven books directly related to Harry Potter in the digi-mail. Due to the Trombley Technology, I have been able to follow the progress of Conner Bennet and Georgia Bell through the first book, Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, and both have survived their experiences. As the Colossal was shot, they have been unable to experience the entire book, but have experienced certain events.

I saw a few minutes ago Conner Bennet conclude the events of the first book, and both Conner and Georgia will proceed to their second year shortly. The Doctor, who was captured after their first year began, will be joining them in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, as their Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, and will be replacing Professor Lockhart, who is irrelevant. I suggest you browse through Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone and Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, and I will keep the Colossal in a stable condition.

Yours truly,

Huntress.

The Doctor opened his eyes, and found himself stood in mist. Colours and shapes whizzed past him, but the Doctor couldn’t make them out. Then the blurring shapes whizzing past stopped and the Doctor saw one fixed scene. It was an office, and something told him he was going for a job interview. He didn’t realise it was for a job at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and that another hopeful, Lockhart, had just been shown out. The mist faded, and the Doctor sat down in the chair by the desk. Opposite him, Professor Dumbledore stared at him with his piercing blue eyes. Then the interview began.

It seemed like a long time when the mist cleared. Georgia saw Conner sat next to her at the Gryffindor Table n the Great Hall. Live bats swooped overhead, and skeletons danced in the corners of the room.

“Happy Halloween!” Conner grinned at Georgia.
“What book are we on?” Georgia whispered in reply.
“Chamber of Secrets, I think…” Conner whispered back. “Happy Halloween Lavender!”

Lavender turned away quickly. Conner had caught her eavesdropping.

“Well I hope you all enjoyed you meals and entertainment,” Professor Dumbledore said at the front of the hall, standing up. “Now off to bed! Pip pip!”

Conner and Georgia clambered out of their seats and hurried up the grand staircase. They walked up to the second floor, chatting and laughing. They turned into one last corner, which was occupied. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up guiltily. Georgia gasped, and pointed at the wall:

THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED. ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE.

It was written in blood. Georgia’s hand moved from the bloody scripture to Mrs Norris, Filch’s cat, who was hanging, lifeless, on a torch bracket. The corridor filled up with other students. The noise suddenly died down as people spotted the hanging cat. Harry, Ron and Hermione stood alone, in the middle of the corridor, as silence fell among the mass of students, pressing forward to see the grisly sight. Then someone shouted through the quiet.

“Enemies of the Heir, beware! You’ll be next mudbloods!”

It was Draco Malfoy. He had pushed to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes alive, his usually bloodless face flushed, as he grinned at the sight of the hanging, immobile cat.

“That stupid little,” Georgia said angrily.

She made her way through the crowd, but before she could reach Malfoy mist filled the air, and the scene changed.

“If we could find out more about the Chamber of Secrets,” Conner was saying as he and Georgia walked down a corridor.
“I just can’t remember what happened in the book!” Georgia said in a frustrated tone.

The two were walking down the corridors of Hogwarts, alone.

“Well I know who did it,” Conner said. “But I don’t remember much else.”
“Well we can’t go and accuse her without any evidence,” Georgia said. “I remember the Polyjuice Potion bit, but we can’t do that…”
“I don’t think we should do anything to be honest,” Conner said. “Harry managed to solve it fine on his own.”
“The least we could do is find out about the Chamber,” Georgia said. “And maybe suggest some things to Harry, and pretend we didn’t know what we’re on about! But who’s stupid enough to tell us about the Chamber of Secrets?”
“Lockhart,” Conner said.
“Let’s go,” Georgia grinned.

Knock, knock!

“Professor, could you open the door?” Conner asked loudly.
“I want an autograph Professor Lockhart!” Georgia said.

She and Conner looked at each other, and burst out laughing. The door opened, and they attempted to shut their mouths. Instead they fell open, as the saw who had opened the door.

“Hello,” the Doctor grinned.

Mist appeared, and the Doctor looked around.

“What’s this?” he muttered.
“Its mist,” Conner answered. “When we’re moving to a different scene it appears.”

The scene faded and was replaced by another. The mist cleared. The Doctor was sat of a small comfy chair, while Conner and Georgia sat opposite on the sofa. They all had a cup of tea on a chair in front of them.

“So you were captured by the Colossal too?” Georgia said.
“Yeah, but someone was following us. I don’t know who,” the Doctor said thoughtfully. “That person shot the Colossal. That’s why we aren’t experiencing the whole length of time in the books. If it was normal we’d be living through every minute of the books.”
“But we keep changing things,” Conner said quickly. “We helped Harry Potter stop the Troll.”
“I don’t think it’ll cause any harm. You being here forces the books to alter around you,” the Doctor said.
“It’s so good to see you,” Georgia laughed.
“You two look all funny,” the Doctor laughed.
“About 12 years old,” Conner sighed. “We know.”
“But Doctor,” Georgia said. “No teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts has lasted longer than a year…”
“That’s why I’m hoping I’ll be out of here by the end of the year,” the Doctor grinned. “And you’ll be coming with me.”

The mist filled the air again, and the Doctor slowly faded away.

“Ouch!”

Georgia pulled herself off the floor. It was pitch black. Conner looked around.

“You fell into me!” Georgia muttered.
“I’m still not sure what we’re supposed to be doing anyway,” Conner muttered.
“We’re going to Snape’s personal potions stores!” Georgia said, pulling him down the corridor. “If we can steal some Boomslang skin and fluxweed we can leave it by Hermione’s bed, for the Polyjuice Potion!”

They walked down to another staircase. Georgia tripped over Conner again.

“Bloody hell!” Georgia said. “If you trip me up one more time!”
“It wasn’t me,” Conner said. “Ssh!”
“You don’t think… The Basilisk…” Georgia gulped.
“Lumos,” Conner muttered, raising his wand.

Light filled the area. Georgia rolled the shape over and screamed – it was a petrified Colin Creevey. Footsteps could be heard below. Georgia looked up.

“Is anybody there?” came a voice.
“It’s Professor McGonagall!” Conner said in hushed tones. “Move!”

Conner pulled Georgia up and the two crept out of sight.

“Nox,” Conner muttered, and the light coming from his wand was extinguished.
“Oh dear,” came the voice of McGonagall.

With a flick of her wand, Colin’s petrified body was lifted into the air. It floated away to the hospital wing, as mist filled the air once more.

“Ginny are you alright?” Conner asked.
“I’m fine,” Ginny mumbled, walking quickly past.
“Hey Georgia,” Conner said, as Georgia walked in the opposite direction.
“Hey,” Georgia said absentmindedly, hurrying to follow Harry.
“Is nobody talking today?!” Conner sighed.

Georgia ignored him and hurried past. She turned the corner and stopped in shock. Harry looked up quickly.

“Georgia, I swear…” he began.
“I know,” Georgia said, hurrying over to where Justin Finch-Fletchley’s petrified body lay. “What’s happened to Sir Nick?”
“The same thing,” Harry said. “But he’s a ghost…”
“So he can’t die again,” Georgia finished, remembering the line from the film.
“What do you mean, die? They’re only petrified, they’re gonna be alright,” Harry said.
“Yeah I know,” Georgia said. “Sorry…”

She walked down the corridor and hurried away.

“Aha! Caught you now, Potter!”

Harry looked up and sighed. Filtch waved a mop in triumph as mist filled the air.

“Perfect Quidditch conditions!” Oliver Wood laughed, walking down the grand staircase.

Conner and Georgia, decked in Gryffindor Quidditch colours followed the crowd out into the entrance hall for the Quidditch match. As they were passing Harry, Ron and Hermione, Georgia grabbed Conner’s arm so they could stop and catch the conversation.

“The voice!” said Harry, looking over his shoulder. “I just heard it again – didn’t you?”

Ron shook his head, wide eyed. Hermione, however, clapped a hand to her forehead.

“Harry – I think I’ve just understood something! I’ve got to go to the Library!”

And she sprinted away up the stairs. Without thinking twice, Georgia sprinted after her, leaving Conner looking alarmed.

“What do you think she understood?” Harry asked distractedly, still looking around, trying to hear where the voice had come from.
“Loads more than I do,” said Ron, shaking his head.
“But why’s she got to go to the Library?”
“Because that’s what Hermione does,” Ron said, shrugging. “When in doubt go to the Library.”

Conner slipped past Dean Thomas and faced Harry.

“You’d better get moving,” he said. “It’s nearly eleven – the match.”

Georgia slipped past the last babble of students, including Prefect Penelope Clearwater, making their way to the Quidditch grounds. Hermione walked around the corner ahead, and Georgia discreetly followed, ducking around corners and hiding behind pillars.

They were near the Library now. Georgia looked to her left and spotted a dusty old mirror placed on a shelf. She grabbed it and ran around the next corner. Hermione was nowhere to be found. Georgia began to walk forwards, looking for her.

“Hermione…?” Georgia said quietly.

Something walked out in front of her, and Georgia screamed. It was Hermione, clutching a book in her hands. A large thump made Georgia freeze in terror.

“Georgia!” Hermione said, raising her arms. “Ssh! It’s just me!”

Hermione and Georgia heard a strange, low hiss. They looked up in shock.

“That mirror!” Hermione said, noticing the object in Georgia’s hands. “We can use it to look around corners.”

Georgia raised the mirror, and the two girls peered into it. They were startled by a flash of yellow. Georgia felt her body become rigid, and she hit the floor, wishing the mist that changed everything would come, but it never did.

End of Part 3