Chapter 1

I'm dreaming. This is a dream. There is no way this is not a dream. And that is what I kept telling myself. Over and over in my head. But it didn't feel like a dream. Everything seemed so real. But how could it be?

I don't know how I got here. I just woke up on the floor of Dumbledore's office. I was amazed. It was just like the book described. I didn't know what I was doing here. I mean, I love the Harry Potter series but it's not real. And yet I had somehow found myself in Dumbledore's office. There was no picture of Dumbledore on the wall next to the other former headmasters. That means that he wasn't dead yet. I wondered what year it was if Dumbledore was alive. I looked down at myself and gasped. I was eleven. Why was I eleven. Last I checked I was fifteen! Then again, last I checked I was at home in by bedroom and the wizarding world wasn't real. What was I doing here!

At that point Dumbledore walked in. He looked at me in surprise. Probably thinking something along the lines of, 'Who is this little girl and how did she get in my office?'. He moved to his desk and sat down behind it before gesturing calmly for me to take the seat in front of him.

He waited for me to speak. Finally I blurted, "What is the date today?" He looked surprised for a moment before replying.

"October 20th, 1991" He told me. My mouth fell open. I wasn't even born in 1991! How is that even possible? Then again how is it possible for me to be here. He looked at me with interest obviously because of my reaction.

This time he asked me a question. "What is your name?"

"Joanne Rogers." I told him.

"Well Miss Rogers, what are you doing in my office?" He asked kindly.

"I don't know." I answered truthfully, "I just woke up here."

"Do you know where you are?" He asked carefully.

"Yes. I am at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. But wizards aren't real. I must be dreaming." I insisted. He looked amused at this. He handed me a wand from his desk. I looked at him confused. "I'm not a witch. What am I going to do with this?"

"Try it." he said. I think I would know if I was a witch. However, I have read all the books so I knew some spells. Why no try one? I pointed the wand at a book on his table. "Wingardium Leviosa" I said as I swished and flicked the wand. The book began to rise. I was amazed and I'm sure it showed on my face. I let the book fall and handed the wand back to Dumbledore.

"How did you know the spell?" He asked me.

"I read it in a book." That was not a lie. He seemed surprised at that.

"Where did you get a spell book?" He asked.

"It wasn't a spell book." I said.

"What kind of book was it then?" He asked. I opened my mouth to explain all about the series and what was going to happen in the future but no sound came out. I tried again but I just couldn't talk. I frowned. I tried telling him something from his future or where I was from but again no sound came out. Why couldn't I tell him any thing about the books or his future. Or where I'm from. Finally I just said, "I'm sorry. I can't tell you."

We struggled to communicate for a while and I somehow got across that I was from the future. He told me I was under some kind of charm that stopped me from speaking of certain things. "Why can't you just use Legilimency on me?" I asked him.

"I tried but I am unable." He said with a frown.

"Well can you just send me home then?"

"I am afraid not."

"But I don't belong here!" I argued.

"You where brought here for a reason. But I actually can't send you home. I do not know how." I slumped into the chair. "But you can stay here. I will get Hagrid to take you shopping for school supplies. The school year started about a month ago but it seems you already know some spells so I am sure you will catch up."

"But I don't have any money."

"I shall give you some."

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Later that day me and Hagrid had taken the floo network to Diagon Alley. He took me to the uniform shop and to buy my school books. We got me quills and other supplies and then we got my cauldron and potion supplies. Finally we made our way to the wand shop. Hagrid took me inside and stood by the entrance. Mr Ollivander took out his magical measuring tape and started measuring me. Then he took a box of a shelf and handed me the wand inside. I had just closed my hand around it before he snatched it away. He quickly handed me another. I hadn't even touched it before he pulled it away this time. It went on like this for quite some time before finally the wand I was holding shot out wonderful red sparks.

"Ah yes," Ollivander said with a clap of his hands that made me jump, "Rowan and dragon heart string, nine and a half inches, pliable. Rowan wands are known to align itself with those of pure heart." He looked meaningfully into my eyes.

We took the floo network back to Dumbledore office. "I trust that went well." He said. I nodded. "Now just one more thing to do." My eyes widened as he took the sorting hat of the shelves and put it on my head.

Well aren't you interesting. You are from the future. You know much. The voice spoke in my head. You are not a Slytherin. I couldn't help but sigh in relief at that. I expected to be put in Hufflepuff. That's where the cowardly, stupid, non prejudice people go. You are not a coward. Nor are you stupid. I see plenty of courage. Not sure where it was seeing that. I think you would do well in "GRYFFINDOR" It yelled the last part. What? But Dumbledore had already taken it off my head. I was no Gryffindor! Dumbledore sent an owl for professor McGonagall and she soon showed up.

"This is a new Gryffindor student, Joanne Rogers. can you please take her to Gryffindor tower?" He asked McGonagall.

"Of course Albus." She replied. "Come with me." She said to me. I followed her down that hall and to the portrait of the fat lady. She turned to me, "The password is Caput Draconis" We walked through and she went on to describe the common room and where my dorm room is. She then left.

I quickly saw Hermione sitting on a couch reading so I went and sat with her. She looked at me in surprise. "Hi, I'm Joanne Rogers. I'm new." I said. She just looked at me for a second. "Hermione Granger." She finally said. Soon we where chatting about books and other such things. Suddenly she stopped and asked, "Do you want to study with me sometimes."

"Like as friends?" I asked. She immediately back tracked nervously.

"No, like almost, sort of friends." She looked at me hopefully. It was then that I remembered that she doesn't make friends with Harry and Ron until after Halloween and so she had no friends. "But I'd like to be friends." I told her. I smile spread across her face and she looked like she was going to burst into tears.

"R-really?" She stuttered.

"Yeah," I said, "you seem really nice." Her smile some how got wider and we carried on our conversation.

Soon after, we headed up to our dorm and went to sleep.

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Me and Hermione grew quite close over the next week. She helped me catch up in all my classes. In fact we even started studying ahead together. I was finally starting to accept, as wearied as it was, That I was a witch in the wizarding world of Harry Potter. I saw Harry in our classes. I saw things happen just like in the book such as when Harry received his broom in the post.

Soon it was Halloween. The day the troll was let in. I went to charms with Hermione as normal. I already knew the levitation spell so I was the first to succeed, followed closely by Hermione. Just like in the book Ron got mad at Hermione for correcting him.

We where walking behind Ron and Harry after class when Ron said, "It's no wonder no one can stand her. She's a night mare, honestly. She doesn't even have any friends." Hermione's face filled with tears and she ran off past Ron and Harry before I could say anything. "I think she heard you." Harry said to Ron. I stormed past them and stopped in front of them. "What is wrong with you?" I yelled at Ron, "She was only trying to help you! Sure, she may come off as a bit of a know it all but she's a really great person and she's worth five of you, Ronald Weasley. And by the way she does have a friend, she has me!"

Ron's face was completely red. "I-I-I.." He stuttered. I just turned and stormed off to the girls bathroom to find her.

She was crying in a stall when I found her. I tried to comfort her but she refused to come out. I suppose that was a good thing though because she needed to be here when the troll attacked or her, Harry and Ron might not become friends. So I stayed with her in the bathroom for hours trying to cheer her up.

...

She finally came out of her stall. Then the door opened and we both screamed as the troll walked in. It cornered us by the sinks.

Ron and Harry charged in after and started throwing things at it. I pulled Hermione by the hand, slowly round the troll while it was distracted. We were almost there when I saw the troll raise it's club to swing at Harry, who was looking at us at the time. I quickly dived towards him and pushed him to the floor as the club swung. It barely missed us. Then the troll picked me up around the waist with one of it's over sized hands. It held me up to it's face and I kicked it in the nose. It dropped me in surprise and I fell twisting my ankle as I landed and fell backwards onto my but. I scooted away from it as it lifted up its club to bash me. "Do something!" Hermione yelled at Harry as I rolled out of the way of the first swing. It lifted it's club a second time. Then Ron performed the levitation charm making the club rise before falling on it's owner. I rolled out of the way as the unconscious troll fell to the ground.

Hermione looked at Ron in surprise. "Nicely done." She said to him. Harry helped me to my feet and I winced as I stood. "I sprained my ankle when the troll dropped me." I told them.

"Nice kick by the way." Harry said to me.

At that moment the teachers rushed in. "What is the meaning of this?" Asked professor McGonagall.

"It was my fault!" Said Hermione, "I was in the bathroom during the feast and Harry, Ron and Joanne came looking for me. They didn't think the troll would have left the dungeon." We all nodded in agreement. Professor McGonagall sighed. "Well then, five points will be awarded to each of you. For sheer dumb luck. Not many first years could take on a fully grown mountain troll and live to tell the tail."

We exchanged smiles as we went back to our dorm. We actually had gotten twenty house points.

...

So then I somehow became friends with characters from a book. It still didn't make sense to me how I came to be here. I miss home. My friends, my family. But I was defiantly here to stay. I could no longer just say it was a dream. This is my knew life. I may as well make the best of it.

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