The Great Adventure {HP Fan Fic} ~

Chapter Four

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            I opened my eyes once more, expecting to see the drawing of Hogwarts on my ceiling, but instead I only saw the night sky starting to turn into dawn as the stars were slowly disappearing. I abruptly sat up as I looked around my surroundings. I was in the middle of a field; tall grass covering my surroundings as I noticed Dobby was nowhere in sight. “Dobby?” I called quietly as I groaned. That cat was always disappearing.

I stood up slowly, aching from the fall and the night. I must have passed out when I fell from, well the sky. I looked down at my once pink footie pajamas. They were now covered with grass and dirt, giving the impression of pink gone. I had rips on certain parts of my pajama and the bottom of my footie part was pitch black and torn up. I grimaced as I pushed myself up with my burned hand, remembering I had stupidly put my hand in a fire. “What a night…” I sighed to myself as I started to walk through the field. “Okay so how is this going to go,” I started to plan out the scenario to myself. “I could tell them I’m an old friend of Dumbledore, but I’m not old. And what if they ask where I met him? Oh you know I read about him just like I read about you all in this book called Harry Potter.”

I groaned as I placed my hand on my head, my energy was gone, and my wonder was gone. I always wished to go into the Harry Potter world, and now that I was where all I wanted to do was go back to my small flat with my many books, my painting and my sanity. “Do I even tell them my real name? Course I do… but what about Dobby?” I sighed, “If I can even find Dobby.”

I pushed back some grass as I held my breath for a second, there it was. The burrow, just like I drew it. It was a bit far from the cornfield I was in, but it stood there several stories high, only being held up by magical means. It had at least four chimneys on the roof. I smiled in awe at the burrow; it was like Harry had said when he first saw the burrow, “it’s brilliant.” I smiled as I walked out of the cornfield; it was still slightly dark as I made my way to the back of the house where the orchard and the garden lay. The orchard had the beginnings of the setup for Bill and Fleur’s wedding. If I played my cards right I could actually experience the wedding myself.

I walked by the fenced off part where the garden lay and immediately spotted Dobby, pawing at a gnome who managed to escape the garden. “Dobby,” I hissed at my cat that jumped slightly and came running towards me, the gnome looked at me and started to charge. I glared at the gnome and before it was even a foot near me I kicked it over the hedge. “I have no patience to deal with biting, angry gnomes.” I replied to no one in particular as I looked down at Dobby, “Dobby, stop running off like that.”

The cat meowed as he rubbed himself against my legs as I rolled my eyes, and then my eyes caught a light turn on in the kitchen. I realized I was much closer to the burrow than I had wanted to be. I could even see the new Flutterby bushes that they planted prior to the wedding. “Shit.” I cursed as I immediately took cover behind the garden.

“Ronald, would you wake up this is important.” I heard a brisk, firm girlish voice say as my eyes widened. There was really only one person that called Ron, Ronald. I quickly took a peak and spotted Hermione and Ron standing there in all their glory.

“Couldn’t this have wait until the actual morning Hermione?” Ron asked as he looked as if he had just rolled out of bed. His red hair looking exactly like Fred and George’s, except it was a bit longer. I bite down on my lower lip as I contained my screams.