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((For the purposes of this RP and future RPs, assume Jon has been popcorn and now is not! He does not remember any previous plots or how he got to Hogwarts.))



Jon awoke in the dark, in a stone room, and at first, thought nothing of it. Then, he noticed the lack of fur blankets, and more importantly, the lack of cold. (It also smelt like someone had poured all the butter in Castle Black into the room and Jon was already preparing to head to the kitchens and find out who was responsible for wasting perfectly good food.) It was just warm enough that Jon was beginning to actually sweat in his heavy black garb.

Stannis, Jon thought immediately, Stannis and his red woman. Is this heat her doing?

He called Ghost to his side and ran out of the room, stopping suddenly when he noticed that he was not in any corridor he recognized. Suspicious and frantic, he raced down the halls and down stairs, all the while thinking, There are not suits of armor, paintings or tapestries in Castle Black, this cannot be possible!

And suddenly, he was outside.

There was no wall.

It was summer.

Jon was not in Kansas Westeros anymore.

Date: 2007-06-12 06:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
Sam came to awareness slowly, dimly aware of the fact that the room he was in was far too hot and that his blacks were covered in butter and salt. He could not remember, at first, why this had happened, but it all came abruptly back. This was Hogwarts, ergo he must have turned into popcorn.

Trying to brush off the butter and salt from his clothes, he hurried out of the room just in time to see an unmistakeable white wolf streaking ahead of him and another grease-spattered figure in black trailing after.

"Jon!" he called, jogging to catch up, although they'd gained a sizeable head start.

Eventually, Sam managed to chase him down after he'd gone outdoors. "Jon!" he tried again, his breath coming fast and harsh. "Wait for me!"

Date: 2007-06-12 10:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
Sam stopped walking, giving himself a moment to catch his breath. "You don't remember, do you?" he observed astutely. "We're both at a place called Hogwarts. It's a school of magic, and I don't think either of us originally meant to come here."

Date: 2007-06-13 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
"We've both been here," Sam answered. "And... I don't know why I remember things and you don't. I just... know we're both a long way from home."

Date: 2007-06-13 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
Sam shrugged helplessly. "I don't know," he admitted. "It's... been a few months." Jon was clearly not going to like that answer, but it was the best he could manage.

Date: 2007-06-13 10:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
Sam dropped to the ground beside him. "I know," he said quietly, if a bit awkwardly. "I wish there was something we could do... someone we could send word back to... so at least we'd have news."

Date: 2007-06-13 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
"So... what should we do?" Sam asked quietly, perfectly willing to do whatever Jon might ask of him.

Date: 2007-06-13 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
"I don't know," Samwell answered gravely. "I... don't think any of the others have returned."

Date: 2007-06-13 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
"There is a library," Sam answered. "We could start there... But maybe we should clean ourselves up first? Unless you just... you know... want to go around smelling like butter all day."

Date: 2007-06-13 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
Sam rose and led the way back into the castle. "I don't know where they are in Gryffindor," he answered. "But I remember where they are in Hufflepuff."

Contrary to popular belief, his heart did not skip a beat, nor did his bosom heave or loins quiver at the thought of scrubbing butter off of Jon's virile young body.

Date: 2007-06-13 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
"They're... areas of the castle," Sam explained. "Dormitories, I guess you'd say. You are staying in one called Gryffindor and I'm in Hufflepuff. Don't ask me where the names come from. I did not make them up!"

Date: 2007-06-14 06:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-the-slayer.livejournal.com
"I think I remember," Sam answered earnestly. "Although this castle changes itself around so much. But let's try this way."

Sam's instincts proved good, and soon they were crossing into the Hufflepuff dormitory.

Date: 2007-06-13 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
Arya was dozing in a tree not far from the castle. Without her brother in Gryffindor anymore, she had absolutely no desire to stay in any place that housed Queen Cersei and had taken to sleeping outdoors. It was certainly warm enough. She jerked awake, startled to hear Jon's voice, and nearly fell out of her tree. "Jon?"

Date: 2007-06-13 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
((Action approved by Jon-mun.))

Arya's ears hadn't been playing tricks on her. She jumped out of her tree and threw herself at Jon, grabbing him tight in a hug. "Where were you? I couldn't find you anywhere! I thought you'd left!"

Date: 2007-06-14 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
She shook her head in confusion. "Of course you were here, I was at your Sorting. What do you mean, you don't remember? Did you hit your head?" She sniffed the air and backed away, finally noticing the smell and residue on her hands and front where she had hugged him. "You're buttery. You were popcorn?!"

Date: 2007-06-14 03:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
"I don't know, but people do that here. They go away and they're popcorn, and sometimes they don't come back. I've heard some of the others here talking about it before. Sometimes the ones that come back don't remember anything." She shook her head and chewed on her lip, wondering how she hadn't noticed that Jon of all people was popcorn. "You don't remember any of it?"

Date: 2007-06-14 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
"But you're back now. That's good." Her mind raced around, trying to think of what she could tell Jon. "You're in Gryffindor with me. But I haven't been around there lately. It's better out here." She tried to remember anything else, but realized that she hadn't spent much time around him since he first arrived at Hogwarts. "I snuck up (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1025084.html) on you in the forest once," she said lamely.

Date: 2007-06-14 04:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
She puffed up a little at the compliment. "I wasn't trying to sneak up on you this time. I was... there's people in Gryffindor I don't like." One person, anyway. And one that scares me.

Date: 2007-06-14 04:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
She chewed her lip some more. "Queen Cersei," she said, not looking up. "And a scary man with yellow eyes."

Date: 2007-06-14 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runaway-stark.livejournal.com
"I don't know," she said, teeth gritted. "I try to stay away from her. You can't kill people here, and I don't want to be near her if I can't kill her."

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