A/N: Misti from Harmony Podcast was originally in this story, but she politely asked to be not be included, so now it's just Meg and myself!
Hey all and welcome! If you're into the Harmony Podcast, you'll know Hoobajube, myself (Spoonjosh). Anyways I don't know what hit me with this fic.. I just decided "hey, we're dedicated HHR people.. let's do something crazy and plonk ourselves into Hogwarts". Man the possibilities are endless - I've got HEAPS of exciting stuff planned for it, so please leave reviews ppl and enjoy!
CHAPTER 1
With a loud pop, 2 lone figures hit the ground with a crash.
"Ow!" one cried, "What the - "
The other struggled to his feet.
"Where are we…. One moment I was looking at my computer screen... the next…" The figure stopped and stared pointedly at the other two. "No way… you didn't…?"
Hoobajube nodded, a massively mischievous grin plastered upon her face.
"Yep, that's right, Josh", she said. "You and I were chatting on Skype, and when we both tried to enter the Harmony Podcast website at the EXACT SAME TIME we were... well... for lack of a better word…"
"…portkeyed here?", finished Josh uneasily. Hoobeajube nodded. "But you KNOW you can call me Meg!", she greeted warmly. "Yeah, ok.... me, Josh then," he said with a unnerved glance.
"I was going to wait until Phoenix Rising to tell you this new discovery in muggle apparition, but it was too hard to pass up! Hey," she said, "You look a little out of it....were you sleeping on-the-job???" Meg sent Josh a crooked smile, evidently NOT impressed.
"Nope", Josh said, swaying his straightened blond tips out of his face, his manly swagger and pride swelling up instantly. "I was wide awake. I think we'd better start figuring out just exactly where we are though - although if your face shows any sign…."
Meg's previous grin was replaced with an insane shout of glee as she took in her surroundings. "YIPEE! YES OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" she shouted, jumping up and down ecstatically.
"Well Meg, seems like your little plot-to-save-HHR-from-imminent-doom-plan worked. I'm asusming you used some apparition points.. muggle apparaition, eh?" Josh raised a pointed eyebrow, clearly amazed at how she could pull it off. "Well you sure were accurate enough, and judging by your calculations… we should be just around from the entrance to the Main Hall…"
Meg gave another high-pitched squeal and rushed around the corner out of sight. "Wait, Meg", Josh yelled, "We've got to stick - oh never mind". He too had a huge smile ranging from ear to ear. He still couldn't believe that... that they..... they were....
"We're at Ho…. Hogwarts, a-ar-aren't w-we?", he admitted to no one in particular, releasing a huge sigh.
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"Ok, what do we do now, Meg?", Josh asked. "This broom cupboard isn't getting any more comfortable anytime soon". Meg let out an irritated sigh.
"Oh WHY did I choose to be married at a time like this? Daniel is so hot!" Josh nodded.
"For a guy he's not bad-looking, thats for sure. But," Josh pompously added, "unlike you I have the luxury of being single!" At that comment Meg's face adopted a look reminicscent of crumpled bedsheets. "Besides, in this world, he's Harry - there is no Daniel. And… Hermione is not Emma. So…" Josh wandered off in thought.
"…So that means we were sent here at this time for a reason!" Meg exclaimed! The duo shared a knowing look, until apprehension dawned on their faces. "Oh my god!" they said in unison. "We know our mission" At this moment Josh extended his palm. " I request an oath - that we do all that we can in our own power to make HHR a possibility!" Meg's nodded quickly, and added a hand on top of his. Together they chanted, "The Hidden Harmony is better than the obvious!"
With renewed vigour, Josh made a move to open the door and let some fresh air into the stuffy small space they were cramped inside. "Wait!" Meg said. "What about robes, wands… we're not registered students!" She clamped a hand over her mouth before moaning. "Can we even do magic?" Josh frowned for a moment, and then opened the door cautiously. "No, Josh, wait up…" He peered around until he saw it - a butterbeer cap lying helplessly on the stone floor. "Meg - reckon you could summon that discarded cap for me?" Josh asked.
Meg squealed, a mixture of hope and nerves showing. "Umm... o-okay, but what about my wand, like I said?" Josh gave her a look of disappointment. "Meg!" he said sternly. "You KNOW that there is such a thing as wand-less magic, right?" He pointedly raised an eyebrow. Meg opened her mouth in surprise, uttering an "oh" and slapping her forehead. "Of course!" Aiming her hand at the cap, Meg concentrated all her focus and energy into her palm and extended the field of magic out in front of her.
"Accio butterbeer cap!"
The cap flew swiftly to her hand, and landed neatly in her palm. The pair released their pent-up breath and Josh tried summoning the cap. "Wow… seems like our muggle limitations don't matter here", Meg pointed out. "Well, now we know we can do magic wand-lessly… we can get away with it because of our ages… but fitting in is another story entirely". Josh and Meg giggled at the pun. "Yes", Josh said with a stifled laugh, "We need to pose as characters... hmm Meg - reckon Dumbledore could do with an extra DADA teacher this year? Oh, right.... Barty Crouch Jnr...." They both grimaced at the thought of one of Voldemort's Death-Eaters (neither had any hesitation at saying his name) residing within Hogwarts.
"I wonder Meg…. What coordinates DID you send us back to….". Josh peered inquisitively at Meg, and Meg poked her shoulder. "Come on Meg! Please don't say HBP... I don't think either of us could stand not knowing…" Meg was shaking her head swiftly. "No, no, no Josh! It's at the beginning of Harry's fourth year - Goblet of Fire!" A gleam appeared in their eyes. "Wicked!", shouted Josh. "Yeah,it's very cool", replied Meg. Okay, so we can prevent a number of things happening, muck around with the world a little… but let's try not to muck with it TOO much please! Otherwise... terrible things could happen… we might not even make it back!" Meg shuddered. "Okay, I'm a little young to be a professor, but I'm sure I could pass as a 4th-year! Meg, what do you think you could be?
Meg paused in thought. "Some sort of teaching role, I suppose… I'll have to figure it out on the way, although I wouldn't mind being a 4th-year either. It'd help us heaps to communicate." Josh nodded. "Alright then - off to Dumbledore's office!"
Josh stepped out of the cupboard, and Meg tumbled after him, landing roughly on the cold stone floor with dazed and bewildered expressions. After regaining her composure, Meg giggled. "Umm, should we reveal any of what we know? I mean he's going to figure it out, and don't forget he's a superb Legilimens, not to mention he's probably got Occlumency well under his belt. I reckon this time round he…." Meg stopped short, as Josh hadn't moved an inch from their sprawled positions on the ground. "Josh... HEY JOSH! What's the matt…"?
"Good evening, Mrs Meg. Do your perhaps think that yourself and young Mr Josh could accompany me to my office? We'd better move along, mind you. The older students should be arriving for the Start-of-Term feast, and I think your presence might be a little too conspicuous for certain eyes." Headmaster of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore, nodded his head to their left and proceeded in a brisk fashion down the echoing hallway.
Meg and Josh gave each other a grim glance, regained their footing and followed the Headmaster past the flickering flames, not daring to wonder what would happen next.
"Hey Professor Dumbledore," Josh asked, "...... have you got any Sherbet Lemons?" The headmaster's eyes twinkled with glee as he beckoned them down the corridor.
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