Hogwarts:
When Will woke up, gone was the wolf ship, Evanlyn, and the Skandians. In its place was a large room with dozens of people, and two were leaning over him, conversing in whispers. He picked up the ending of their conversation as he woke up.

"For the fifth time, I don't know Ron! I don't know where he came from, or who he is, or where Harry is. If I had known I would have told you the first time you asked me!" The boy, Ron, was about to say something else when the girl stopped him with a squeal.

"Look Ron, he's up!" The redhead turned toward him quickly and gasped.

"Blimey! You think maybe he knows what's happening?" Will noted that they had a strange accent, so they weren't Araluen. He blurted out the first things that came to mind in a torrent of questions as he stood up carefully.

"Who are you? Where am I? Who's Harry? Where's Evanlyn? And the Skandians and their wolfship? Why are you holding sticks? Wh-" he stopped talking when the girl with the curly brown hair raised an eyebrow at his questions, looked up as if the ceiling had the answers, and said to herself.

"You'd think if he picked up the end of my ranting on Ron he would know I don't have the answers to half of those questions." Will held back the beginnings of tears at the familiar way Halt would answer his questions whenever they came tumbling out like a waterfall. He mentally shook his head. He didn't know where Halt was, and if this place wasn't anywhere near Araluen or Skandia he might be in more trouble than he was previously. The girl took pity on him and answered his questions.

"I'm Hermione Granger and this is Ron Weasley. You're at Hogwarts, in the Room of Requirement. Harry's our friend and kind of the key to winning the war we're in right now." Then she laughed. "And these aren't sticks. They're wands." Will's eyes widened at that statement but the girl, Hermione, continued. "As to Evanlyn, I'm assuming she's your friend, well, I don't know anyone by that name. And I've never heard of Skandians. Only Scandinavians, which are Vikings." Will was about to interject when the boy behind Ron and Hermione spoke up.

"Maybe he's going to help us fight Voldemort! I'm Neville by the way." Will, who was thoroughly confused by now, finally managed to interject the two's rambling.

"What's Hoggy warts? Who's Voldemort? Do you mean Morgarath? Is that what you call him, because if so we'd better get going. His army of Wargals is attacking as we speak!" More people were gradually coming over to where he was standing now, and all of them had confused looks on their faces.

"Mate, I've never heard of someone named Morgarath before. And what are Wargals?" He looked to the bushy haired girl for an answer but she just shrugged in resignation.

"I don't know Ronald! I've never read or heard about them."

"Who's Morgarath, mate?" Will struggled for words.

"He-He's an evil baron, was an evil baron of Gorlan fief, before he was banished to the mountains of rain and night. There he recruited Wargals, a cross between a bear and dog, and tried to take over Araluen after the king died, before the prince, now King Duncan, took over the throne. Morgarath was defeated after Halt, my mentor, led a group of cavalry across a secret ford, across the river Morgarath was behind, to attack the Wargals army in the rear. Now, fifteen years later, he's trying again, and he had captured Evanlyn and I. He told some Skandians to hold us for him but they ran for their ship and we had just left the coast to be taken as slaves to Skandia when I appeared here."

Hermione was nodding thoughtfully, but the other two boys who had been introduced, along with everybody else were wearing confused expressions on their faces. Although, Will spotted another girl in the crowd with long blond hair and strange looking earrings, who looked like his rant was completely understandable.

Sorry this was so short but I couldn't think of anything more and I wanted to give all you readers something. The next half will be coming out very soon though. I promise! BYE!!!!