Lost (Sebastian Sallow Fanfic)

Hogwarts

After he left me standing on the landing, I just remain there, lost in my own head. I really cannot believe I am stuck in a fictional world. A place that shouldn't exist but does somehow. Did the half-demon know where his portal was going to take him? What am I going to do? I am stuck in a place where I don't belong. My hand reaches up into my long dark brown hair and grip it at the roots in frustration. This is total crap! How am I going to get back home? Why didn't I just listen to Jacob? I feel terribly stupid and very much alone. My body leans against the wall that I am close to as I feel angry and upset over my own actions.

I can't keep wallowing in self-pity. Being angry and feeling sorry for myself isn't going to get me anywhere. What I need to do is find is find an outfit that can help me blend in with the time which I learned from movies and shows. Of course, my grandmother told me all about her adventures before she passed. I don't need anyone crying "witch!" even when this is a school dedicated to teaching the youth magic. My own world has its own magic school that Paige was principal of after Gideon who was an Elder at one point before trying to kill my uncle. She was very respected, most of the time. Though, why wouldn't she be? The school was being protected by an infamous Charmed One.

Finally, taking a gander around the place, I notice a girl in a black knee length skirt and a white button up shirt with a cardinal red colored button up vest. Peering around the room quickly, I make sure there is no one around before grabbing a heavy object. As quietly as possible, I creep up behind the girl and get a closer look at her. She looks similar to my build and finally notice the cardinal red and gold tie around her neck. Closing my eyes, I send a silent apology before swinging the heavy object against her head. Immediately, the girl fell and hit the floor with a thud. I never felt so bad for doing something in my life till this moment.

"Is there someone there? You can't be out past curfew." The voice that is calling out, alarms me. It's clear that the girl's fall alerted the person which is not good and I have no more time left to feel bad for my actions. Picking the girl's arms, I begin to drag her off to the nearest room. One may ask why I don't just use my telekinetic power; there is a very good answer for it, I'm not allowed to use my power for personal gain. None of my family can. If we do, there are possible major consequences that we can suffer from. And that can range from a wide variety depending what spells are used. As I glance over in a direction where I heard the voice had come from. I see another young man, but he seems to be holding a stick that is glowing red at the tip like it is pulsing.

I grow curious over what I had seen but shake my head to focus on the task at hand. As quickly as I possibly can, I drag the girl into a random room that is in-between two talking gargoyles. Once I shut the door, I let out a sigh of relief. First step done and another one to go. Pulling her away from the door to give myself some space, I begin to strip her. This is sadly something I have to do to blend in. This is definitely something that I'd rather not have to do, but I can't have anyone suspecting anything. The clothes I take off of her, I replace with my own and put hers on myself and that includes the tie. Sadly, when the clothes are on me, they lose their color and become dark grey and black. It does make sense though since I'm not sorted into a house.

Quietly, I step out of the room like I belong in the school. I have to go on to step two of my plan, which I really have no idea how I'm going to accomplish. With the outfit I acquired on, I let myself relax and walk like I am a transfer student. However, I do remember a mention of a curfew which baffles me, but at the same time I understand it completely. If I am to come across that one man with a fairly light and airy voice, I may have to come up with some excuse why my stolen uniform doesn't have color. In the meantime, I'll just walk around.

With that, my feet start moving as I begin to roam around this unfamiliar place. This isn't like Hogwarts I know from the Harry Potter series. In fact, it is very much different. Slowly, I climb up the stairs and get on the floor that I was on earlier. Out of curiosity, I follow the hall that leads to a door in the corner and the black orbs open to reveal eyeballs. Thinking nothing of it at first, I take a glance at it again and jumped. I have never seen anything like it before. Quickly opening the door, I run past the creepy object and take in the view of a classroom I have stumbled upon. So far, this is the only room that even looks remotely familiar to me. It seems I have found the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.