Escape: Into the Potterverse [18+]

Chapter 1

A loud clattering noise wakes you up with a jolt. Your eyes flicker open as you look around and take in your surroundings. Wait, where the hell are you? This isn't your bedroom.

Your eyes are wide open now as you look around in a panic. You seem to be in some kind of old train carriage. Outside the window you see trees and green fields rushing past. This doesn't make sense, you were in bed and now you are on a train. How? 

You look down and notice you are still wearing your pajamas from the night before. You look up and around the compartment you are in again. It looks familiar somehow, but you are not sure where from. You stand up and walk over to the compartment door, your legs feeling slightly shaky underneath you. You open the door and quickly look around outside. There are some other children further up the corridor, they are chatting and laughing loudly amongst themselves. Looking at their clothes it appears they are wearing wizards robes. Wait, no! You gasp loudly and step backwards into your compartment again. It can't be! You stagger backwards and fall down into one of the seats. Instantly you recognise exactly where you are, it's the Hogwarts Express! But how, this doesn't make any sense.

You shake your head side to side. You must be dreaming. It all looks so real, but it can't be. You need to pinch yourself, that's what they always say to do to tell if it's a dream.

"Ouch," you cry. That actually hurt, what the heck!

But if that hurts, does that mean this is real? It doesn't make any sense. You bury your face in your hands. What are you going to do?

The compartment door opens suddenly, making you jump. You look up quickly to see a very familiar face walking through the door.

"Oh my god, Harry Potter," you blurt out loudly.

He jumps back slightly in surprise.

"Ah, urm yes, hi," he says, blushing slightly.

Harry quickly looks you up and down with a sweet smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, have we met before? I just don't seem to remember your face," he says with an awkward grin on his face.

"Oh, no. I just, erm, read about you."

"Oh right, yeah, in The Daily Prophet you mean?" 

"Something like that," you say looking down at his feet.

"Well in that case, it's nice to meet you," Harry says with a smile, reaching his hand out towards you. "I'm Harry, and you are?"

"Oh, yeah, it's y/n" you say nervously. "And it's nice to meet you too."

You can't believe it, it's actually Harry Potter, standing right in front of you, talking to you. If this is a dream, you don't want to wake up.

The door opens again and an untidy mess of red hair peers through the doorway.

"There you are Harry, we wondered where you disappeared to," says a voice from the corridor.

"Yeah, sorry, I was just looking for somewhere quiet to sit," says Harry. Then he turns to you, "These are my friends, Ron and Hermione. Do you mind if we join you?" 

"Oh, no, that's fine," you says as they come walking through the door.

Wow. It's actual real life Harry, Ron and Hermione. And they are standing right in front of you. This has to be the best dream ever. If it is a dream? It just all seems so real. The sights, the sounds, the smells even. It just doesn't seem like any dream you've had before.

"Hello, are you okay?" says Ron as he leans forward to look at you closer. "Is she okay?" He asks, turning to Harry.

"Oh, yes, sorry. I was just thinking about something," you say.

"Ron, Hermione, this is y/n," says Harry. "She's new to Hogwarts I think, is that right?"

"Oh, erm, I don't know. I guess so," you say, flustered. 

It would make sense if you were going to dream about going on the Hogwarts Express then you must also be a student of Hogwarts too.

"Err, yeah, I just transferred this year. I was going to a muggle school before, erm, but now I'm not."

"That's good. And what year are you going to be in?" Hermione asks.

Yeah, what year would you be in, that was a good question. Urgh, maths. You try and quickly work it out and count on your fingers. 1,2,3...5?

"5th year, I think." Yeah, that sounded about right.

"That's the same year as us," Hermione says excitedly. "Which house are you?"

"Bloody hell, Hermione," Ron scoffs. "She's not going to know that yet, she's not been to the sorting ceremony yet." Ron rolls his eyes at Hermione then takes a bite from a chocolate frog, which you didn't even notice him holding.

Hermione blushed slightly. "Yes, sorry. I was getting a bit excited."

"That's ok," you say and give her a reassuring smile.

Hermione grins back at you. "It must be strange coming to Hogwarts straight from a muggle school. I'm muggle-born too, so if you need any help you can come see me anytime."

"Thanks, Hermione. That would be great," you say.

She leans over to give you a quick hug, then as she leans back she looks down at the pajamas you are wearing. She gives you a quizzical look for a moment before shrugging.

"It's getting dark outside, we'll be at Hogwarts soon. You should get changed into your robes y/n," Hermione says.

"My robes?" You start to feel worried. "I don't think I have any."

"Are they not in your truck?" Hermione asks, pointing at something above you.

"My truck?" You look round to where Hermione is pointing and see a large trunk with y/n written on the front in big letters. "Oh yeah, that trunk."

"Well if you have got everything we will give you some privacy to get dressed, won't we boys," Hermione says as she grabs Harry and Ron by their sleeves and pulls them towards the door.

"Yes, of course. Bye y/n," says Harry.

"Bye," says Ron.

"Bye guys," you say as they leave. "It was nice to meet you."

Wow, that was so cool. Harry was even nicer than you imagined, and Hermione seemed really friendly.

You suddenly remember your trunk and are hit with a desperate need to see what's inside it. You reach up and start to lift the trunk and feel its weight. It is surprising light for such a large trunk and you manage to lift it down easily. It must be some sort of magic you shrug. You open the lid and start to look inside. The first thing you pull out are your robes. They are like the ones you wore last year for Halloween, but so much better. You quickly put them on over the top of your pajamas. You can get dressed properly later you decide, you want to see how good you look first. You twirl around and catch a glimpse of yourself reflected in the window. Wow, you look so cool. There's just one more thing you need. You look down in the trunk again and spot what you were searching for, a box from Ollivander's. You feel your fingertips tingle with excitement as you grab the box and quickly open it. Omg, there it is, your very own wand. It looks so beautiful as you hold it gently between your fingers. Dark wood with an intricate pattern carved into the bottom half, smooth with a tapered point at the top.

You are still admiring your wand when you feel the train come to a stop. You look out the window and see that you have finally arrived at Hogwarts station.