“Potter!” I yelled, whirling around and scanning the area. I didn’t see much in the dim room, and I fished my wand from my pocket. “Potter what the fuck has that dumbass cousin of yours done now?!”
Silence responded, deafeningly loud.
“Potter!” I yelled again, taking a step forward and subsequently tripping over something. I landed in a crumpled heap on the floor. Swearing, I sat up and stretched my hand out, cautiously patting the ground around me in an attempt to find the thing that currently bound my feet. I expected rope, or cloth, or maybe even cuffs of some kind. That honestly wouldn’t surprise me right now. But what I did find sure freaked me out a bit. It was hair.
I groped about frantically, eventually finding my wand and casting lumos. I almost screamed. There was hair everywhere.
It hung from the rafters, coiled around the legs of tables and chairs, rested in heaps in the corners of the room… It was thick and brown and soft looking. And it all came from my head.
“Okay.” My voice was shaky and low. “Ooookay. This is weird. This is really, really weird.”
I cautiously removed my feet from the strands and stood, making my way over to the window and attempting to open them.
Nothing. Locked. An alohamora was quickly cast and the shutters flung open.
I stared in awe at the landscape before me.
I was high up. I was really, really high up. I was in a tower, everything scaled down, the forest looking like a child’s toy set and the river a shoelace on a carpet. I was in a freaking tower… I turned back around again. Pale moonlight bathed my surroundings, making everything eerily bright and shadows stretch across the floor like dozing cats in the noonday sun. The silver light highlighted everything, every nook and cranny. And it made it painfully obvious that there was no way out of here. Not for me, anyway.
I sighed, sitting down heavily propping my chin up on my hand, humming lightly and thinking how, exactly, I came to be in this position. All of it, in the end, boiled down to one person and one person alone. Fred Weasley the Second.
2 hours earlier~
“James! You won’t believe what I’ve got!” Fred came bounding into the room, a large, dusty tome under his arm and a cocky grin on his face.
I glanced up from my work and set him with a stern look. “Weasley, you know you’re not supposed to play with things you find in here, right? And that you’re here to work?” I gestured to the case files in front of me.
He waved my statement away and continued to jabber on to his cousin about how cool this… thing was.
“Well… What is it?” Potter asked from his spot next to me at the desk, a half amused, half affectionate smile plastered on his face.
“It’s a book!” Weasley said proudly, dropping it onto the table in front of us and crossing his arms proudly.
“A book?” I asked, raising a skeptical brow. “You’re getting this excited over a book? Jesus Christ I knew you were simple, Weasley, but I didn’t think it went this far.”
He glared at me. “It’s not just any book. Take a look.”
Potter brushed the dust off of the cover and I glanced down, reading the title aloud.
“E. E. Kidd’s Fairy Tales for the Bored of Heart?” Potter spoke at the same time as I did. “What kind of -” But I was cut off by the flapping of pages as the book opened up before me on the table, pages whizzing by as if someone was skim reading at supersonic speed. “Weasley…” My voice was dangerously low. “Where’d you get this?”
“Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.” He sounded nervous, and he took a few steps back. I mentally slapped him. “What’s it -”
But I never heard the rest of what Weasley had to say, because at that moment an invisible force grabbed the collar of my shirt, tugging me forwards, headfirst into yellowing pages, Potter falling opposite me and Weasley’s yells ringing in my ears…
And then I was here. Sat in a dark room at the top of a tower, with hair impossibly long and realization dawning upon me.
Me and Potter… We’ve literally been fairytaled.
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