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!


6. Easy as Pie

“I have her.” Skulduggery appeared in the doorway, carefully cradling the baby in his arms. “Finally,” Ghastly sighed from the other side of the room.

“Hey, how was I to know they’d gone on holiday!?”

“You’re a detective, Skulduggery.”

“Anyway, that’s not the point. We have her now, her parents are probably going ballistic, but soon we’ll have Valkyrie back and it won’t matter.”

“I’ll give Fletcher a ring, shall I? Oh, and by the way, I thought it was a good idea for Tanith to come. She’ll be here any minute now.” Ghastly took out his phone. In a matter of seconds, there was a soft ‘Pop’ and Fletcher appeared, his hair sticking up like he’d just been electrocuted. He looked nervous. “I’m ready.” Skulduggery nodded, “good. Open it up again at the exact same time, tomorrow. Hopefully time passes there at the same rate as it does here.”

“Just get her back. Please.”

“That’s the plan…”

They heard a light knock on the doorframe – the door was standing right open. As all three turned, they saw Tanith Low: Her long blonde hair flowing down her back, a glint of excitement in her emerald eyes and a sword sheathed at her belt. Fletcher let out a cry of fear. “Fletcher, stop cowering. It’s her. She’s back.”

Tanith looked tired. Which was fair enough – she was recovering from being possessed for many years by an evil spirit, more commonly known as a remnant. They crawl inside you, through your mouth, and have almost complete control. They can access your memories, they have the skills and abilities you have as a person, and are incredibly hard to stop.

“Hey Fletch,” she said softly. “How’ve you been?”

“You… but…” Fletcher stuttered, looking from Tanith, to Ghastly, to Skulduggery, wanting an explanation. “How!?” He managed finally.

“You have Ghastly to thank,” Skulduggery said, nodding his head towards his friend. “We’ll tell you how later, when we’ve got Valkyrie back. Okay?”

“Does Val know you’re back?” Fletcher asked, turning to Tanith.

“No.” She said simply, with a twinge of regret.

About half an hour later, the symbols necessary were drawn in a circle around Fletcher who was in place, holding the baby with an expression of immense concentration on his face.  “When you’re ready Fletcher,” Skulduggery said at last. Fletcher took a big breath, then let it out slowly. Without speaking, he crouched down in the circle of symbols, then tensed suddenly – he was summoning his magic, opening a portal which would take them to roughly wherever Valkyrie was.  

The air around them started to fizzle and crack, sparks flying from nowhere. Slowly, a line appeared in midair, and it expanded, forming a large circle. The edges were fuzzy, but you could clearly see what was on the other side: A forest, leaves and debris littering the floor. It was like looking through a window.

“Quick, everyone through,” Skulduggery ushered, noticing that Fletcher was draining all his energy to keep the portal open for as long as possible. “Remember. This time tomorrow!” He shouted at Fletcher, before stepping through the circle, which closed up behind him.

“Right.” Tanith started, “Val should be somewhere around here. All we have to do is find her, easy as pie.”

If only she know how very wrong she was.

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