Post by Poseidon on Aug 24, 2005 19:22:55 GMT -5
Harry, brushed into the Great hall with his fellow students, was subconsciously panicking. The teachers had all kept stone cold expressions as they ordered the students into the great hall, but Harry could tell something horrible was amok. Keeping himself as calm as possible, he made it his job to comfort those breaking down around him. It seemed the entire school was packed rather uncomfortably in the hall, and the air seemed much thinner. Only Dumbledore stayed inside with the students, the other teachers having locked the doors from the outside.
Suddenly, there were flashes of bright colors, mostly hues of green. A horribly loud bolt of lightning struck not far from the walls, startling even Dumbledore. Harry looked up at the headmaster for reassurance, yet the distressed man's eyes seemed to be lacking it for once. Instantly, the doors jolted open, nearly hitting a few stray wizards as robed figures charged in. Dumbledore stood immediately, waving his hands in a grand circular manner and muttering a few words. Then, everything was gone...
Harry slowly blinked his eyes open, and he gasped. Truly nothing like Hogwarts, the land was more like an acropolis. Standing, he found only students he recognized from his house. Where...where were they?
"Hermione?" Harry called to her, noting a very shocked look upon her face.
"Ancient Greece," She whispered loudly, gawking up as a bright chariot shot across the sky.
(This story takes place before the Trojan war yet after the adventure of the Golden Fleece)
Suddenly, there were flashes of bright colors, mostly hues of green. A horribly loud bolt of lightning struck not far from the walls, startling even Dumbledore. Harry looked up at the headmaster for reassurance, yet the distressed man's eyes seemed to be lacking it for once. Instantly, the doors jolted open, nearly hitting a few stray wizards as robed figures charged in. Dumbledore stood immediately, waving his hands in a grand circular manner and muttering a few words. Then, everything was gone...
Harry slowly blinked his eyes open, and he gasped. Truly nothing like Hogwarts, the land was more like an acropolis. Standing, he found only students he recognized from his house. Where...where were they?
"Hermione?" Harry called to her, noting a very shocked look upon her face.
"Ancient Greece," She whispered loudly, gawking up as a bright chariot shot across the sky.
(This story takes place before the Trojan war yet after the adventure of the Golden Fleece)