Wish Upon a Star
Disclaimer: Everything that is familiar in this story belongs to J.K. Rowling, sadly, if it had been up to me some of the people would've been still alive. Any other character is from my own mind, feel free to play with them if you want, but please let me know:)
"Where did she come from?" I vaguely heard people talking around me, "I don't know, she came out of nowhere", someone said. I tried to open my eyes but they were to heavy, the last thing I remembered was driving in my car home, and suddenly a car appeared and crashed into mine. I felt someone feeling my wrist, "She has a heartbeat, but it's weak. Potter get Professor Dumbledore, I'll bring her to the Hospital wing." I heard a door opening and then closing a moment later.
Potter, Dumbledore. Those names sounded familiar, but I couldn't place them, I can't remember having friends with those kind of names.
I felt a pair of arm under my knees and my shoulders, carefully picking me up. I felt my head rolling to my right side, resting against a shoulder. I breathed in softly, around me was the smell of lavender, mint and some scents I couldn't identify. The man smelled of cinnamon, vanilla, musk, and something I couldn't place. I felt a bit of a breeze on my skin as he carried me, I could tell it was a man because I didn't feel breasts, I managed to slightly open my eyes, only to catch a glimpse of the man carrying me. I saw dark hair and a pale face, but before my brain had the chance to process any more my eyes felt shut again. I heard the man talking to himself, "I must be insane to carry a girl around the school, she doesn't even seem to be like one of us." The wheels in my mind were spinning around, trying to make sense of what was going on. What's happening to me, I hear names that sound familiar to me, but yet I can't place them, a man who's saying I am not one of them.
I felt the man stopping and he laid me carefully down on a bed and walked away, I tried to listen where he was going to, but I slipped out of my conscious.
When I'd regained my conscious I heard people murmuring around me, I tried to focus on what they were saying, but I couldn't understand it, I couldn't focus on anything. Slowly I opened my eyes, and blinked a couple of times because of the bright light. I half sat, half laid in a bed, on the other side of the room was a bed similar to the one I was in, on my left side stood a screen, there were probably more beds next to me, on my right side stood small night stand and then a wall. As I tried to sit up a bit more, the bed squeaked, the voices immediately dropped and someone walked over to me.
"Ah, you're awake."
I looked to the owner of the voice, an old man with a long white beard, and twinkling blue eyes that look over his moon shaped spectacles, I nodded. I looked to the other persons around me, an old lady wearing green robes, a stern look and her gray hair in a bun. A woman in a sort of nurse outfit and a man with raven hair, black eyes a pale face and long black robes. The old man spoke, "I am professor Dumbledore, this is Professor Snape," he pointed to the man in black, "Professor McGonagall", the woman in green, "And Madame Pomfrey", he pointed to the nurse. "Could you tell us how you got here, it seems like you just appeared in Professor Snape's class."
I closed my eyes for a second, trying to remember what had happened, "Well, the last thing I can remember is that I was driving in a car with a friend, and then suddenly another car appeared in front of us and we had a car accident, then everything went black for a few seconds. I thought I was dead, but then I heard these people talking around me, and next thing was I woke up and was here, though I am still not sure if I'm alive or not."
" I can assure you that you're alive, a car accident you said?", Professor Dumbledore asked, "You mean those metal things muggles drive in?"
I nodded, "Those things, and I think I somehow got here, the last thing I remember was that I didn't want to be there at that moment the other car hit us."
Dumbledore looked thoughtfully, "What is your name?"
Should I tell them my real name, I don't think it will make any difference, "Yvette. Yvette Hanson."
Dumbledore nodded again, "and how old are you Miss Hanson"
"I'll turn 17 on the 15th of September, sir."
Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall, "Have you ever heard of that family name, Minerva?"
The elderly woman shook her head.
"I'm not sure what to do with you now, you better rest for now, you're looking really pale", Professor Dumbledore said, "You have to rest for now, I will see you tomorrow morning, Miss Hanson, I'll think about what might have happened."
He and the two professors left, just before they reached the door I said, "Sir, could you tell me where I am?"
I saw a twinkling in his eyes, "You're in the Hospital wing of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
That sounded also familiar, Hogwarts, Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, the it all clicked in my mind. I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could make a sound everything turned black around me.
A/N For now I keep it on the prologue, I am not sure when I have time to write the next chapter since I am currently also working on 'A New Chance', this idea just popped in my mind and I decided to write it down before I forgot about it again.