"It's just not fair mom!" The teenage girl wined.
"Jasmine Cortel, I don't want to hear it, you're going weather you like it or not." He mother said.
"It's not fair. First you make me leave all my friends and my life in American just to move to London and now you're making me leave Louis, Coach, Dolce and Gabbana, Paciotti, Gucci, Prada and Dior just to go to another school of Witch Craft and Wizardry! I don't want to go!" Jasmine yelled following her mother in from tanning by the pool. Not only had she moved to London, but she unknowingly moved to a non-muggle neighborhood. Her parents didn't tell her.
"Just because you have a beautiful voice and had everything you wanted back in America because you were famous doesn't mean you can everything you want." Her mother said.
"That's not what daddy thinks." Jasmine commented.
"Yeah, well you're father spoils you rotten." Her mom said.
"So?" Jasmine said putting her Gucci sunglasses on the top of her head.
"Just think, her at this house you can practice magic freely because we're sheltered." Her mom said.
"Is that suppose to make me want to live here more?" she asked in a disgusted voice.
"Okay so I've been thinking and you're right. Moving here wasn't easy for you, so to say I'm sorry I want to take you out shopping. Beside you're going to need some new things for school." Her mom said.
"Okay let me go change out of my bathing suit." Jasmine said and rushed up to her room. Shopping seemed to fix almost everything.
Jasmine's family was rich and a magical family. She was 17 and an only child. Before moving to London she had everything going for her. She had the friends, the fame, the boyfriend, the popularity, and everything a teenage girl could ask for. Back in America she was a singer. Her father is a very famous attorney. She and mom were really close; at times you'd think they were best friend. She lived in a super mansion with maids and chiefs and everything. They had just arrived at their new house this morning. Obviously everything was unpacked and in its proper place because the works had been there for about a week unpacking everything. Jasmine's parents aren't death eaters but when it comes to the subject they are on the same said as the dark lord. Jasmine herself wasn't sure of which side she was on, but she was leaning toward the dark lord.
Jasmine threw on a mini skirt and a pale pink tank top. She put on her favorite flip flops and grabbed her favorite Louis Vuitton purse and headed back down stairs. She got down stairs and her mom was already changed and ready to go. For the rest of the day the two shopped for hours on end. They ended up getting new shoes, clothes, make up, jewelry, you name it and they most likely got it. By the time they got back dinner was almost ready. Some other the workers had gone out to the car to get all the shopping bags to take care of the stuff that they had bought. Jasmine decided to take a shower before eating dinner. She grabbed some clothes and walked in to her bathroom. She turned on the radio and took a shower. When she was down she got out, dried off and got dress and headed down to eat dinner. When she walked in to the dinning room she saw both her parents sitting at the table wait for her to come down so they could all eat together.
"Hi daddy." Jasmine said.
"Hi Baby doll." Her father replied. She sat down and they started eating dinner.
"Who was work today daddy?" Jasmine asked.
"It was fine. How was you're day?" he replied.
"Ok until mom said I had to go to that school." Jasmine said.
"Oh I see." He father said.
"I don't want to go Daddy." She said.
"You have to go to school." He replied.
"Cant I just got to a normal school?" she asked.
"Are you normal?" he asked in reply.
"If I say yes will you let me go to a normal school?" she asked back.
"I'll say nice try." He said.
"But daddy!" She wined.
"No buts this time baby. You have to go. End of discussion." He said and they finished dinner off quietly. When Kayla was done she excused herself and went up to her room. She went and sat out on her balcony to read. Yes she was rich and all that but she was really smart and kind of a bookworm. She was reading her favorite novel, His Mother's Son by Cai Emmons. She had read it three times before. She only had a chapter left. When she finished she stood at the edge railing of her balcony and looked off in to the distance of the sky. It was still early in the evening so it was still pretty light out. She looked around and saw a house on each side of her. 'Ugh, neighbors!' she thought to herself. Back in America she couldn't see her neighbors houses, there were trees separating the houses. She looked at the house to her left and saw a figure standing outside on a balcony. All she could make out was that he was taller than her and he had platinum blonde hair that stood out like a sore thumb. It looked like he was trying to make out who she was also. She gave up on that and brought her book back to her room and paged one of the maids to bring her up a bottle of vitamin water. She grabbed her Gucci Sunglasses and went back to her balcony. A few moments later someone knocked on her bedroom door.
"Come in." She called from the balcony. She looked to see who it was. It was just the maid with her drink.
"You're drink." The maid said.
"Thank you." Jasmine replied and the maid left. She looked back to the house on her left and the person had left. She just shrugged it off. She reached her hand out and a ball of light formed in her hand and she started fiddling with it. Being able to play with light was just one of her many abilities. Someone else knocked on the door.
"Come in!" She called again. This time it was Tina. Tina had been one of her families' maids since she was a baby. Tine was Jasmines favorite. Tina was stereotyped against by people who visited the family because she was black. Tina was also a witch but she liked working for the family. Jasmine threw the ball of light up and it disappeared back to the sky.
"Girl, you're parents want you to go down stairs." Tina said as Jasmine walked in to the room.
"What for?" Jasmine asked.
"Neighbors are here." Tina replied picking up one of towels she dropped.
"Cant you just tell them you couldn't find me?" Jasmine asked.
"Get down stairs." Tina said and hit Jasmine on the butt with the towel as she walked passed Tina to go down stairs.
"Hey Tina, do you think they'd be mad if I slid down the railing?" Jasmine asked.
"Just a little." Tina replied. Jasmine sat on the railing to the stairs that ended near the front door and slid down them. She landed on her feet at the bottom.
"Tina said you wanted me to come down." Jasmine said as her mother gave her a look for sliding down the railing.
"This is my daughter Jasmine. These are some of new neighbors. This is Mrs. And Mr. Goyle and this is their son Vincent Goyle." Mrs. Cortel said.
"Nice to meet you all." Jasmine said.
"Nice to meet you too." The family replied. Just then Jasmine's phone started going off.
"Excuse me for just a minute." Jasmine said politely.
"Jasmine Cortel!" Her mother said.
"Just a minute, it's Ranee." She said and walked a way a little bit.
"Hey you." Jasmine said.
"Hey Jezzy." Ranee said.
"What are you up too?" Jasmine asked.
"Just sitting here lonely tanning." Ranee said.
"Sorry I had to go. Mom and Daddy made me." Jasmine asked.
"It's okay, what are you up too?" Ranee asked.
"Meeting new neighbors. I have to go." Jasmine said, "I'll call you later though." The two hung up and she walked back over.
"What did I miss?" She asked.
"I'm inviting everyone to the get together tonight." Mrs. Cortel replied.
"What get together?" Jasmine asked.
"The one we were having with the family. I decided to make an event of it." Her mother replied.
"Right." Jasmine said. She meet so many families. The neighbor hood was so much bigger than she thought. She meet the Crabbe's, the Greengrass's, The Abbots, The Bell's, The Flints, the Thomas's, the Diggory's, and The Longbottoms. She still didn't see the boy that lived next door. By now her water was gone and she went and put the bottle in the kitchen. She headed back out toward the foyer. She stopped in front of the mirror and noticed her eyes had turned violet. They only turned violet if something was going to happen. 'Everything bad has happened because we moved here, only something good can happen now' she thought. She continued out to the foyer and there were more neighbors, one family. A man, his wife and the boy with the platinum blonde hair.
"Hi, I'm Narcissa Malfoy and this is my husband Lucius Malfoy." The lady paused as Jasmine approached.
"I'm Regina Cortel and this is my husband Magnus Cortel…" She started.
"And I'm the daughter, Jasmine Cortel." Jasmine stated,
"And this is our son Draco Malfoy." Narcissa said.
"Hey, aren't you Jezzy the singer from America?" Draco asked.
"Yeah." Jasmine replied.
"Yeah some of my friends listen to you're music." Draco replied.
"Oh, I didn't think my music went out of America." Jasmine said.
"Yeah. I didn't know you were a…" Draco started.
"Umm, we're having a party tonight. We've invited like everyone in the neighborhood. Why don't you guys come?" Mrs. Cortel spit out because she didn't want Jasmine to know that they lived in a non-muggel neighborhood.
"That would be great." Ms. Malfoy said. Jasmine's father and Mr. Malfoy were caught up in a conversation of their own. Jasmine heard a couple of things they said and they were talking about magic.
"Excuse me daddy." Jasmine said.
"Can I talk to you in the other room for a minute?" Jasmine asked.
"Yeah sure, Excuse us for a minute." Mr. Cortel said and the two walked in to a different room.
"Daddy why do these people know about magic?" Jasmine asked,
"We didn't want you to get mad so we didn't tell you before. WE don't live in a normal neighborhood. We live in a non-muggel neighborhood." Her father said.
"Oh." Jasmine said.
"You mean you're not mad?" her father asked.
"Not at that fact but at the fact that you didn't tell me." She said and the two walked back out. Jasmines mom was giving them details about the party, like there's a pool here will be a bon-fire and stuff like that.
"So what year are you?" Jasmine asked Draco.
"6th you?" Draco asked.
"6th too." She replied. They two families talked for a few more minutes and then the Malfoy's headed home.