DISCLAIMER: I do not own ANY of the characters used in this fic. Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Professor Severus Snape, Professor Minerva McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, Quidditch, and Hogwarts all belong to JK Rowling. Daine, Numair, Jon, Alanna, Neal, Zek, Kuri, and all of the rest as well as Tortall and Carthak belong to Tamora Pierce.
I am definitely a TP fan, not a Harry Potter fan, but I thought it would be interesting if Harry Potter and Co. went to Tortall. This story takes place during before Keladry comes for page training. It is when Neal is here, but not when Kel is. Please, NO FLAMES!!!!! You can give suggestions, but no trashing my fic, I worked hard on it!!! Thanks!!
THANK YOU everyone who reviewed the first part of this fic!! It is so encouraging to hear what you all said!! Thanks again!!
This takes place when Daine is 17, Numair 30, Alanna ?, George seven years older than Alanna, Ron, Harry, and Hermione are 15.
PROLOGUE:
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley!! Please pay attention!" Professor McGonagall barked at the two boys.
Harry and Ron stopped talking. Hermione gave them a look that clearly said 'You two had better pay attention.' But it wasn't long before Harry and Ron were talking again. They had a lot on their minds. All week they felt like they were being watched. It was very peculiar.
"Harry, Ron, SHUT UP!" Hermione said, interrupting their conversation. She had said it fairly loud.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, come to my desk after class." Professor McGonagall told the three of them sternly.
All of them turned red and looked down at their desk. Suddenly the ball rang; class was over. Hermione, Harry, and Ron gathered their things and walked slowly to Professor McGonagall's desk, dreading what was coming next. Just as Professor McGonagall was about to open her mouth, Professor Snape entered the room.
"Professor McGonagall," He began, but he never got to finish. There was a sudden, BOOM and a blinding light. The two teachers and three students were sucked up and carried away. Where they were going they had no idea………
CHAPTER ONE: The Arrival
"Page Nealan, be careful with that spell, if you handle it improperly…" Numair stopped talking to the page in his magic class at the sudden BOOM and bright light. Then there was a CRASH and five people were lying on the floor.
"Where are we?" The black haired, green-eyed boy asked groggily.
At this simple sentence everyone in the class immediately began muttering amongst themselves. There were also a few remarks like "Way to go Neal" and "What have you done Neal? Lord Wyldon won't be happy!"
"SILENCE!!!" Numair roared black fire spilling out of his hands.
He cautiously approached the five people that were slowly coming around. Suddenly the five stood up.
"Where are we?" The tall woman with her hair in a tight bun demanded sharply.
Numair seemed to startle at the woman's sharp tone, but he said immediately "You are in Tortall, the palace in Corus, Tortall to be precise. Who are you?"
The five looked around with wondering looks on their faces. It seemed as though there were three children and two adults.
"My name is Professor Minerva McGonagall," the lady with the tight bun said, "this is my colleague, Professor Severus Snape," she said pointing to the thin, greasy looking, black haired, hook-nosed man, "these are my students, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasely."
She finished pointing to the black haired, green-eyed boy who first spoke, the bushy-haired, pretty-looking girl, and a tall red haired, freckled boy.
"Who are you?" Snape asked, almost icily.
Numair straightened himself a little, "I am Numair Salmalin, black-robed mage and this is my magic class. I think that we need to go see Jon."
The five visitors gave each other quizzical looks, but followed the tall mage. Numair then looked as if something had just donned on him and turned to face his totally silent class.
"You may speak and you may also leave, class is almost over." More black fire came out of his hands and the class was able to speak.
The five visitors looked at him wide-eyed and left the classroom. When they were on their way down the hall Professor McGonagall asked Numair,
"What did you do to your class to make them quiet? Was that magic?"
"Yes," Numair replied, "it was the only way I could have gotten them to be quiet. Why do you ask?"
"Well," Professor McGonagall began, but Professor Snape cut her off.
"That is not important. Where are you taking us?" Numair looked down his long nose at the greasy haired man who was shorter than him.
"It is not polite to interrupt. And I am taking you to the king." Hermione, Harry, and Ron began to giggle at the look on Snape's face. They didn't think someone had chastised him in a long time.
I am definitely a TP fan, not a Harry Potter fan, but I thought it would be interesting if Harry Potter and Co. went to Tortall. This story takes place during before Keladry comes for page training. It is when Neal is here, but not when Kel is. Please, NO FLAMES!!!!! You can give suggestions, but no trashing my fic, I worked hard on it!!! Thanks!!
THANK YOU everyone who reviewed the first part of this fic!! It is so encouraging to hear what you all said!! Thanks again!!
This takes place when Daine is 17, Numair 30, Alanna ?, George seven years older than Alanna, Ron, Harry, and Hermione are 15.
PROLOGUE:
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley!! Please pay attention!" Professor McGonagall barked at the two boys.
Harry and Ron stopped talking. Hermione gave them a look that clearly said 'You two had better pay attention.' But it wasn't long before Harry and Ron were talking again. They had a lot on their minds. All week they felt like they were being watched. It was very peculiar.
"Harry, Ron, SHUT UP!" Hermione said, interrupting their conversation. She had said it fairly loud.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, come to my desk after class." Professor McGonagall told the three of them sternly.
All of them turned red and looked down at their desk. Suddenly the ball rang; class was over. Hermione, Harry, and Ron gathered their things and walked slowly to Professor McGonagall's desk, dreading what was coming next. Just as Professor McGonagall was about to open her mouth, Professor Snape entered the room.
"Professor McGonagall," He began, but he never got to finish. There was a sudden, BOOM and a blinding light. The two teachers and three students were sucked up and carried away. Where they were going they had no idea………
CHAPTER ONE: The Arrival
"Page Nealan, be careful with that spell, if you handle it improperly…" Numair stopped talking to the page in his magic class at the sudden BOOM and bright light. Then there was a CRASH and five people were lying on the floor.
"Where are we?" The black haired, green-eyed boy asked groggily.
At this simple sentence everyone in the class immediately began muttering amongst themselves. There were also a few remarks like "Way to go Neal" and "What have you done Neal? Lord Wyldon won't be happy!"
"SILENCE!!!" Numair roared black fire spilling out of his hands.
He cautiously approached the five people that were slowly coming around. Suddenly the five stood up.
"Where are we?" The tall woman with her hair in a tight bun demanded sharply.
Numair seemed to startle at the woman's sharp tone, but he said immediately "You are in Tortall, the palace in Corus, Tortall to be precise. Who are you?"
The five looked around with wondering looks on their faces. It seemed as though there were three children and two adults.
"My name is Professor Minerva McGonagall," the lady with the tight bun said, "this is my colleague, Professor Severus Snape," she said pointing to the thin, greasy looking, black haired, hook-nosed man, "these are my students, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasely."
She finished pointing to the black haired, green-eyed boy who first spoke, the bushy-haired, pretty-looking girl, and a tall red haired, freckled boy.
"Who are you?" Snape asked, almost icily.
Numair straightened himself a little, "I am Numair Salmalin, black-robed mage and this is my magic class. I think that we need to go see Jon."
The five visitors gave each other quizzical looks, but followed the tall mage. Numair then looked as if something had just donned on him and turned to face his totally silent class.
"You may speak and you may also leave, class is almost over." More black fire came out of his hands and the class was able to speak.
The five visitors looked at him wide-eyed and left the classroom. When they were on their way down the hall Professor McGonagall asked Numair,
"What did you do to your class to make them quiet? Was that magic?"
"Yes," Numair replied, "it was the only way I could have gotten them to be quiet. Why do you ask?"
"Well," Professor McGonagall began, but Professor Snape cut her off.
"That is not important. Where are you taking us?" Numair looked down his long nose at the greasy haired man who was shorter than him.
"It is not polite to interrupt. And I am taking you to the king." Hermione, Harry, and Ron began to giggle at the look on Snape's face. They didn't think someone had chastised him in a long time.