Nowhere to Run

A crossover between, in my opinion, the best books ever: Skulduggery Pleasant and Harry Potter.

When Valkyrie gets trapped in another dimention, unable to return to her home, she enrolls at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. As her hope of rescue fades, theres another, bigger threat: Lord Voldemort has caught wind of her, and wants to use her as a weapon that could help them win the war - and he will stop at nothing to get her.

Extra Info:

Its set in their 6th year, and Valkyrie is the same age as Harry, Ron and Hermione. I'm not sure whether it'll make sense or not to those of you that havent read Skulduggery Pleasant (it is a lot less common than Harry Potter) but either way.... enjoy!! Give it a chance, the first chapter isnt exactly the most exciting or best written of them all, but by chapter two & three you will be hooked. Please like and comment!


5. Draco Malfoy

Valkyrie walked into the Gryffindor common room, heading straight for Harry. “Look, Harry, I’m sorry… I overreacted. You had a right to know.”

“No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. But, just because you’ve killed people doesn’t make you a monster. Friends?”

“Friends.” Valkyrie shook his outstretched hand, and smiled.


Four days later, Friday evening, Valkyrie found she could hardly walk through the door – a large crowd of students were excitedly pushing and shoving, trying to get a glimpse at the A4 page pinned to the noticeboard. Even from where she was standing, Valkyrie could clearly make out the words ‘Gryffindor Quiddich Team’ printed in bold at the top. She pushed through the crowd apprehensively, then read the page. She grinned. Her name was at the top of the page – She’d made the team.


Valkyrie Cain – Head Chaser

Ginny Weasly – Chaser

Katie Bell – Chaser

Jimmy Peakes – Beater

Ritchie Coote – Beater

Ron Weasly – Keeper

Harry Potter – Seeker


Harry walked up behind Valkyrie as she re-read the page, and pinching herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. “Nice flying,” Harry said to her quietly. “We’ve got our first game next Saturday, training on Tuesday and Thursday. You might want to get a broom.”

The week pasted in a flash, and before she knew it, Valkyrie was walking down to the quidditch changing rooms along with Harry Ron, and Hermione. She was nervous, and excited – typical feelings for a first quidditch match, apparently. She clutched her new broom tightly. It was a fairly new design, swift, agile, fast and deadly. It was made of a light colored wood, with dark-twigged head, and Valkyrie loved it. It was a Swallow, the first and only of its kind. “Nervous?” Ron  asked her. “No,” Valkyrie lied. “You’ve been really quiet today. Usually you never shut up,” Harry joked. Valkyrie punched him lightly on the arm. “Yeah, sure…” 

“Got a new girlfriend, Potter?” A voice sneered from behind. Valkyrie turned – behind her stood a white-blond, pale boy. “I’m Draco Malfoy. I don’t think we’ve met. Your entrances are almost worse than Potters.”

“Ignore him, Valkyrie,” Hermione said, trying to pull her away.

“Shut up, Mudblood! Anyway, as I was saying…   wait, what are you doing?” Valkyrie had flinched along with everyone else at the offensive term, however unlike the boys, who had pulled their wands out simultaneously, Valkyrie had drawn her fist back, shadows curling around it. “What is that!?” Draco asked, terrified of her magic. He whipped his wand out, pointing it at her chest. “Stay back. Stay back!”

“What did you call her?” Valkyrie asked smoothly. “Val, don’t…” Hermione said, trying to convince her to keep walking. “Hold this.” Valkyrie said to Hermione, handing her Swallow to her. She turned back to Draco. “What. Did. You. Call. Her.” Valkyrie repeated slowly. Draco smirked, his fear subsided. “You can’t do anything to me. You’ll get kicked out. And I called her by her name –Mudblood. And you? You’re worse. You’re not even a witch. You have muggle blood.” Draco spat at her feet, and before he even had time to register it happening, Valkyries fist met his face. Draco recoiled, and raised his wand. “My father will hear about this,” He said, horrified. Valkyrie kicked him in the stomach, and as he doubled over, she grabbed his wand arm and twisted it behind his back, grabbing his wand in the process. She looked at him as he lay on the ground. “Stand up,” she said harshly. Draco whimpered, but obeyed. “You’re wrong, you know.” Valkyrie started, “I don’t have normal blood. My ancestors were gods. The ancients, they were called. They killed off another race of gods threatening to destroy earth, their planet, then crazed with power killed each other off until only one was left, standing among the wreckage and death.” Valkyrie handed him back his wand. “Don’t mess with me, or my friends.” And with that, she turned on her heel, marching towards the pitch.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” Hermione said quietly. “From the sound of it, you’ve been putting up with him for too long. You don’t have to, Hermione.”

“That. Was epic!” Ron shouted, laughing. “Did you see his face!? He’s not going to be coming anywhere near you any time soon Val,” Harry added, grinning. “The git, he deserved it.” Ron agreed. “You shouldn’t have done it, Val…   but thanks,” Hermione smiled. “Anytime. Seriously. Now, quidditch!”

Later that night, Gryffindor common room was a din – the team had thrashed Hufflepuff 460 – 10. Valkyrie had out flown every player in the Hufflepuff team, leaving their chasers in the dust. She’d even flown round and round in circles with the quaffle and eventually causing the chaser following her to fall off their broom they were so dizzy. However, in the slytherin’s common room, the usual cold silence was present. Draco Malfoy was in his dormitory, where he was writing a detailed letter to his father. He’d had a brilliant idea, and was sure it could work. The Dark Lord could use her.

The scratching of quill on parchment filled up almost three pages, detailing everything from Valkyrie’s multiple magical abilities to her appearance and family history he’d learned about today. About how she came from another dimention, and most of all - how she’d be going into Hogsmeade tomorrow, so therefore, unprotected…

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