By: Aki Akito
Part: 15
The loud crash that had blared through the hallways, still echoed through the dungeon corridors, as well as my ears. “Come with me, Ketchum,” Snape sneered coolly as we left his office and headed up the grimy corridors of the dungeon.
The
cause of the long and loud hurtle had been a cause of a student no doubt, but
as we reached an utterly thrashed area of the hall there was nobody there,
probably ran off in fright. There were books laying sprawled out on the floor
and pages ripped out of them, a broken trinket, glass shattered, and a
shrieking portrait of an old lady laying face down on the floor.
Snape
cried out in rage and started to pick up books and place them back on the shelf
they had fallen from. All of the sudden he shot up and faced me, his cold black
eyes reading mine. “Ketchum, I’ll deal with you later. Leave, NOW!”
I
wasted no time sprinting out of the hallway and up to the main staircase where
I found Hermione standing with a book in her hands, but looking as pale as
possible. “Oh Ash, I’m so very sorry!”
“Don’t
worry, I got away for now...” I sighed and sat up on the railing, “So, what’s
up, what did ya find?”
“Well,
as you know I was searching in the library on obscure traveling, like dimension
switching and I think I found something useful. Here read it.”
Dimension traveling was a popular thing in the 15th
century.
But as time went by, people started disappearing and this sport proved
dangerous and was banned by the Ministry of Magic. So people stopped. The only
way of communicating with the other side of the dimension was a special kind of
parchment, which is rare today, Voyage Parchment.
“What do ya think, Ash? Are you up to helping me find some of the parchment?”
“You bet!
If it’s the only way of communicating with my own world, I’m definitely up to
it!”
“Okay,
well let’s start tomorrow, alright?”
“Sure
thing.” I watched as Hermione ran up to the library, most likely to search more
up on Voyage Parchment. And I started heading up to the boys’ dormitory only to
find that a piece of parchment that I had wrote on last night as my diary
rolled open on my bed and I rushed to close it, but something stopped me. On it
there was a note and not in my handwriting.
Ash,
I’m sorry I read some of
your diary thing, but it just appeared one night when Brock, Misty, and Pikachu
were sleeping and I opened it, not knowing what it was. Well it seems that
we’ve, well, switched places. What do you expect we do?
I
read and reread the parchment many times and it finally fell in. This was
Voyage parchment, and I hadn’t even known. I shoved the paper in my pocket and
ran off to find Hermione.
A/n-
Well, there’s a new chapter and I expect I’ll be doing some more really soon.