A/N: Hey there again guys! I'm posting up an entry to a competition for a forum I'm on. The link is http:/ theeverlastinghexrpg DOT proboards DOT com (minus the spaces) – go join up! So yeah, this is Ylana Thomson, my character, and she has to travel back in time to HP Era or Marauders Era with a minimum of 200 words. Also, I get the fact that Ylana is a 5th year, but on the forum, she's Head Girl and the rules state that she must be in my entry too

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I'm not posting this for money Actually, I'm posting for House Points for Gryffindor on the site above lol

Back to The Everlasting Hex: My Entry

By

LozzT-In-Time

Ylana Thomson, a 15 year old Gryffindor, was running along Platform nine and three quarters, hoping that the train would wait for her. Steam billowed out over her sleek black hair and she cursed under her breath: it was leaving without her. She started running full pelt for the still open door and, with a last jump, made it onto the rumbling carriage floor. She stood up and quickly dusted herself off, adjusting her Head Girl badge, and set off down the long carpeted corridor.

After over ten minutes of searching for an empty compartment, she came across one right down the bottom of the train. Unfortunately, it was right next to her arch rival, Lily Marie Svidensky's compartment. "Stupid Flobberworm," she muttered about herself. "That'll teach me not to wake up late in future."

Just as she opened the sliding door, she felt the presence of a strange kind of magic. Then, before she could stop herself, she was being sucked into a wormhole. Colours flashed around her as she spun and spun and spun... As suddenly as it began, the spinning stopped and Ylana was deposited on the floor. Pushing copious amounts of black hair out of her electric blue eyes, Ylana raised her head and gazed around her. She seemed to be in the exact same compartment as before, but when she looked out of the window, she saw that it was raining – nowhere near the sunny weather she'd just run through. Frowning, the Gryffindor stood up and brushed herself down for the second time that day.

Just as she was about to leave the room, a loud voice assaulted her ears.

"... and I tell you, Snivellus practically legged it!"

A boy with shoulder-length black hair entered the compartment and stopped as he saw Ylana. His silver-grey eyes widened in surprise and the boys behind him walked into him. Literally.

"Oof! C'mon, Padfoot, what's the holdup?" another voice said. This time, Ylana saw a tall boy with olive-toned skin and messy black hair. Underneath wire-rimmed glasses wer kind hazel eyes.

"Um, hi." Ylana said, although it sounded more like a question.

"Who in the name of Merlin's left leg are you?" the first boy asked.