A/N- Hello, members of the fanfiction world! I'm your host, Hedwig466. What we have here is a fanfiction written by two, count 'em, two authors. That would be me, and Wolfqueen625. We alternate writing chapters, although, if one of us is extremely busy, the other might take over for a while. We have three chapters, so far, not including this one. Chapter one is also written by me, but from then on, we switch off.

This takes place during year 6 of the Harry Potter series. We know that Elphaba, Glinda, and Fiyero would be older than the HP crew, but this works much better.. you can pretend they're the same age, okay?

I'm very excited that we're finally posting this.. I'm not sure when chapter 1 will be up, but it'll be soon! Please, don't expect updates too frequently.. We both write other fanfictions, not including this one. Thanks for understanding, in advance!


Three people sat around an oak tree one unseasonably warm spring day. The first was a girl with her arm around another, who was trying desperately to escape. He tried to move to the right every minute or so, the girl only following him as he went. The third was watching them amusedly.

The girl holding the other captive was a pretty petite blonde wearing hot pink. The one trying to escape from her had light brown hair and blue eyes. The other girl had dark raven hair, brown eyes, and green skin at which other students seemed to be staring at.

"Elphie!" The brown haired man hissed to the green girl. "Elphaba! Help me!" The blonde sat happily, oblivious to what was going on.

The green girl looked up from her book. "Sorry 'Fifi'" she smirked. "No can do." Elphaba stood up and pointedly moved to sit next to the blonde on the man's other side. "Hey, Galinda."

The blonde rolled her eyes. "Oh my Oz, Elphie I told you. My name is Glinda, not GAlinda."

"Since when?"

"Since Dr. Diamond got taken away." Dillamond, Elphaba thought, rolling her eyes. "You remember, Right Fifi?"

'Fifi' turned to face Glinda. "Don't call me that. My name is-"

"Fiyero, I know. Gosh."

Elphaba smirked again. "Well, I liked the name." She smiled sweetly. "Right, Fifi?"

Glinda ignored this and turned back to Fiyero. "Anyways, you remember that day, right?"


The man in grey came in through the door carrying something covered in cloth the second the guards took Dr. Dillamond away.

The man unveiled the thing he was carrying- a new invention called a cage. Inside it was a lion cub. Before he knew it, the whole room was spinning. Everyone was- he did not know how to describe it. Everyone was under some weird spell. Everyone except him, and... Elphaba?

"What happened?" he panted.

"I don't know," she stammered. "I got mad...and.."

"Alright just don't move! And don't get mad at me." He grabbed the cage with the lion in it. "Well, are you coming?"

They ran out the door. They ran until they reached a forest a little ways off the school grounds.

"Be careful!" She cried. "Don't shake him!"

"I'm not!" he replied.

"All right." She started to pace. "We can't just let him loose anywhere, you know. We need to find someplace safe.."

He sighed. "Don't you think I realize that? You must think I'm really stupid or something."

She gave small smile.

"No.. not really stupid."

He shook his head. " Why is it that every time I see you you're causing some sort of commotion?"

She smiled again. She knelt down and began to stroke the Lion through the bars. "I don't cause commotions, I am one."

"That's for sure."

She stood abruptly. "Oh! So you think I should just keep my mouth shut! Is that what you're saying?"

"No, I-"

"Do you think I want to be this way? "

"No, I-"

"Do you think I want to care this much?"

"I only-"

"Don't you know how much easier my life would be if I didn't?"

"Do you ever let anyone else talk?"

"Oh.." she calmed down a little. "Sorry..."

"All I meant was-"

"But can I just say one more thing?" She paused, and he nodded. "You could have just walked away back there."

He waited for her point. "So?"

"So, no matter how shallow and self-absorbed you tend to be-"

He held up his hands. "Excuse me, there's no pretense here. I happen to be genuinely self-absorbed and deeply shallow."

"No you're not. Or you wouldn't be so unhappy." He faltered for a moment. How could she know?

"Fine," he said finally. "If you don't want my help..." he turned to leave.

"No, I do!" She ran after him and grabbed his hand to stop him. He turned, and they both stared at their hands, unsure of what to do. She looked up at him and stepped back abruptly. The Lion mewed, and she turned her attention back to it. She ran and knelt by it, stroking the Animal through the bars.

"Poor little thing, it's heart is pounding... I didn't mean for..."

"What did you mean to do?" he asked, walking towards her. "..and why was I the only one you didn't do it to?" He knelt next to her and the cage.

She was silent, looking still at the cub. She looked up.

"Oh, look, you're bleeding... it must have scratched you." She pointed at his cheek.

"Yeah... or maybe it scratched me or something." He stared at her. She reached out and put a finger on the cut. Suddenly, she realized what she was doing. They stood abruptly, and she turned away.

"Well," he said shakily. "I better get to safety," he turned to leave, and realized where he was going. "Ah, the cub to safety. Er.." He turned again and grabbed the cage, still jittery. He left quickly, hoping to forget what had just happened.


"Fiyero!" Glinda hit him on the shoulder, hard. She pouted. "You didn't answer. Do you remember?"

Fiyero nodded, his eyes found Elphaba's. "I think about that day a lot."

Glinda was satisfied with his response, but a little confusifyed with his expression. Why was he looking at her?

She leaned her head back against the tree, enjoying the weather. Fiyero seemed to be doing the same thing. Even worse- he seemed to be... thinking.

Although the blonde was slightly unnerved, she tried not to show it. "Elphie, how can you read on a day like this?"

Without looking up, her friend responded, "How could you not read on a day like this?"

Glinda rolled her eyes and stood up, wiping grass off of her dress. She bent down, her face in front of Elphaba's. "Harry Potter." She squinted to make out the words on the cover. "What's that?"

Both of her friends' calm expressions turned to shock. "You don't know what Harry Potter is?" they said at the same time.

"Harry Potter is an amazing book. They're all wizards, see and-" Elphaba interuppted Fiyero.

"You've read it? I've never seen you read a day in your life! Do you even know what half the words in it mean?"

Fiyero sighed. He hated how almost everything his friend said turned into an insult, whether it was to be mean or not. Glinda seemed just as shocked by the news.

"I knew you changed!" she cried. She began to hyperventilate, fanning her face with her manicured hands. Elphaba smirked but took the opportunity to grab her book back from Glinda.

"Relax Glinda. I.. it was read to me as a child."

This calmed the blonde down a considerable amount, but she was still fanning her face. Elphaba shook her head slowly at that, seeing right through it. He turned back to his other friend. "Which book are you reading?"

She looked up this time. "The seventh book. I'm re-reading it." He nodded, not believing her. "I've read it before!"

He grinned. "Prove it."

"Fine," she shrugged. "I know everything there is to know about Harry Potter."

He thought for a moment. "List the seven Horcruxes in order, and name the people that destroyed them."

Elphaba smiled. "Too easy."

"Let's hear it then."

She took a deep breath. "The diary by Harry, the ring by Dumbledore, the locket by Ron, the cup by Hermione," she paused for breath. Glinda looked simply mystified.

"The diadem by Crabbe, Harry by Voldemort, and Nagini by Neville," she finished. "Is that all?"

Fiyero smiled. "Name the books that each Horcrux was destroyed in."

"The diary in the second, the ring in the sixth, everything else in the seventh. Satisfied?"

"No. Name the four marauders by their human names and nickname."

"Can this get any easier?" The green girl laughed. "James Potter; Prongs, Remus Lupin; Moony, Peter Pettigrew; Wormtail, and Sirius Black, Padfoot. Is that all?"

"Name Draco's son, and when you see him for the first time."

"Scorpius Malfoy, in the epilogue at the Hogwarts Express, nineteen years later." Without realizing it, both of them were on their feet by then, rising with each question and answer. They were staring intensely at each other, fists clenched.

Fiyero thought for a moment and suddenly smiled, rubbing his hands together like a mad scientist. "What," he began. He glanced at Glinda, whose eyes were as wide a saucers. "What happens in the book, on page 342?"

Elphaba stared at him, shocked. A smile formed across her face. "Harry visit's Voldemort's mind and sees the whole story of what happened to his parents who died October 31."

"What year?"


"When were each of Harry's parent's born?" Upon seeing Elphaba's frozen green face he smirked triumphantly. "Given up?"

"Never." She turned and walked a slow path around the giant oak. She came back and turned to face Fiyero. "Lily Evans Potter, Born January 30th, 1960. Died at age 21." She picked up speed as she went. "James Potter, born March 27, 1960, also died at age 21."

"Ha!" Fiyero jumped, his hand pointing to Elphaba. "Wrong!" Glinda was petrified by the volume of his voice. When she was able to move again, she didn't know whose side to take. "He was born on March 21."

"Really?" Elphaba reached down and picked up her book, handing it to Glinda. "Glinda, could you please read me James Potter's birthday, on page 328?" Glinda dutifully began to search for the page number, going little more than a few pages a minute.

"Scared?" Fiyero asked, clearly confident he would win. "You should have just given up."

"Why? As if I haven't proved myself enough? Notice how I even knew that page number." The two were now glaring at each other, their faces inches apart. Glinda noticed this and began searching frantically.

"Found it" she squeaked. "Page 328. 'Dumbledore had died, a grief that had actually weighed on his heart and-'"

"No. Just read the part where it says James's birthday." Elphaba commanded, rolling her eyes. Glinda read the words under her breath, skimming the page.

"Got it! 'James Potter, Born 27 March 1960.'" Elphaba suddenly realized how close she was to Fiyero's face. She instinctively stepped back.

"Have you had enough?"

Fiyero held up his hands in surrender. "You proved it." Elphaba and Glinda both sighed, Elphaba with triumph, Glinda with disappointment. Elphaba shot her a look.

"What? Can't I be supportive of my boyfriend?" Fiyero flinched hearing the last word, something only the green girl noticed. She raised an eyebrow, but he ignored it.

"Which was your favorite book?"

His friend shook her head. "I liked them all, I can't really pick."

"Which are your least favorite?"

"Oh. Umm, The Sorcerer's Stone, the Chamber or Secrets, and The Goblet of Fire; they were all kind of boring."

"Umm, guys?" Glinda interrupted. "Can you continue this talk later? Fiyero" - she paused to grab his arm viciously- "And I have a date now."

Elphaba smiled but Fiyero frowned. "Of course." Elphaba said. "Have fun..." she stood up. "...Fifi."

Fiyero and Elphaba were sitting in the deserted student lounge. Glinda was watching them suspiciously, and Elphaba noticed; a little enviously.

Fiyero and Elphaba had been talking about Harry Potter nonstop. They were a little annoyed at each other because they couldn't agree on the Ron/Hermione-ship.

"I'm telling you, for the millionth time." Elphaba stood up and stretched. "They do not belong together. And neither do Ginny and Harry. Ginny and Harry are just together because J.K. Rowling felt bad for almost killing her, and Ron and Hermione- Don't get me started."

"Why is that?" Fiyero asked.

"Ron and Hermione are only together because if Harry and Hermione were together Ron would be alone. Ginny could go off with Neville, or Dean Thomas or whoever she wants."

"Just because you're jealous doesn't mean-"

"Jealous?" Elphaba smirked, but she was a little confused. "What is there to be jealous about?"


Glinda piped up then, happy to answer a question. "That's easy. Fiyero says you're jealous because they are all dating and you are single."

"Oh, please." Elphaba grinned. "Jealous of fictional characters? Is that what you to talk about on your 'dates?'" She rolled her eyes, finding their comments hard to believe.

Fiyero couldn't resist the opportunity to tease Elphaba, so he stood up and moved to sit next to her on the couch.

"Look, Elphie. We understand. We know how much this bothers you. You can't face it- you're desperate." Glinda came over and sat on her friend's other side, putting a comforting arm around Elphaba.

"Yeah, Elphie. Just because no one likes you in that way doesn't mean-"

"Why won't you guys listen to me?" She bolted off of the couch and picked up her book, waving it in the air. "I am not jealous of fictional characters just because they are in relationships. I don't even want a relationship! I am perfectly happy being alone. I don't want all the trouble that comes with it anyways."

"Trouble?" Fiyero asked, coming closer to her. "What trouble? We're totally happy. I don't expect you to understand."

Elphaba couldn't take it. She was on the verge of tears, so she wound up her arm, threw the book. It hit Fiyero with such force that he actually grunted. Glinda picked up the book.

"Elphie, how could-"

Just then, it glowed bright green.

Glinda's eyes widened. "You guys? What's it doing?" The three friends grabbed each other's arms.

At that moment, they suddenly disappeared.

A/N- I know.. The end's a little dramatic/corny.. This gets better, I promise!

Unfortunately, I can't tell you how the couples will play out in this one.. There is some fanon, though! I think that covers everything…

By the way.. That button down there? It's chosen YOU to click it. How special are you? Pretty special… you don't want to hurt the button's feelings, do you?

Until Chapter One,