Lost in Harry Potter (ENGLISH VERSION)

Realisation

With a shock I spring right up in bed. Could my brain ever stop thinking?

Even in my sleep I had realised something crucial.

I jump out of bed. What I'd thought of meant I had to go back to Grimmould place again.

Not looking forward to that, especially because I had to speak to Alastor. This was about him.

I pace around my room, first of all I had to speak to Severus, if only to hear his opinion on this matter.

Quickly I put on my slippers and a warm sweater and half run to his room. Hesitating just a second, before I knock.

"Severus!"

No sound.

I knock again, harder this time, "Severus!" I yell now. For a second I think he still didn't hear me. But- I hear ruffling, and the turning of a key.

Snape's angry face appears, "do you have any idea what time it is!?" he hisses.

"Now you know how I feel, the night you came to pick me up at Grimmould place," I answer nonchalantly. "But I'm not here for that. We need to talk."

He eyes me, but seems to believe me, he opens the door further, and I walk in. It feels weird standing here. First of all because I never could imagine ending up in this world, of course.

A few bookshelves and more animals in Alcohol are obviously his thoughts of "decoration". The books I understand though.

A simple desk a closet and his bed make the rest of his room complete.

"Have a seat," he points at the chair at his desk, and waves his wand. A second chair appears, and he takes a seat.

I sit down next to him, "I- I had a thought."

"In the middle of the night?"

I smiled, "obviously."

"Is it that important it couldn't wait 'till morning?"

"I think so? I mean- I'm pretty sure I'm not in the books but in a parallel universe of some sorts.

Snape gives me a cynical look.

"Listen, it just occurred to me, that Moody was not at Grimmould Place in the book! He wasn't present the evening Harry arrived. Him and I arrived the same evening. So, why was he there?" I say, a little triumphantly, and I look at Snape.

Snape squints a bit, stands, and paces around, "if that's the case, he decided something to do something else in contradiction to his book-persona. Because he had a choice here?" with a questionable look on his face he looks at me, "right?"

I nod and smile, "exactly! But why? Did he know I would come?

Snape stops, but looks at me thoughtfully.

It's making me a bit uncomfortable, "what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking- you ended up here because of magic," he answers slowly. My mouth drops a little.

"That would explain so much! It's just- how? And- who?"

"we'll have to figure that out," he says, "I'll talk about it with Dumbledore now, and you go back to bed. Try not to worry too much."

"I want to go with y-"

"You're going back to bed, and try not to worry too much!" Snape snarls through his teeth. "Now!" he points at his door.

It's actually almost endearing how wants me not to worry too much. So I decide not to taunt him more.

But back in my own room, I know I won't be able to sleep for a while. I'm wondering what Dumbledore's going to say.