Disclaim: Harry Potter is not mine, he is his own free person that happens to be owned by a copyright laws to J.K. Rowling and forced to do whatever she says. Good luck to him.
A/N: Okay well I'm not too sure about this story. I hope ya'll like it. This is kind of a tester chapter and if I get good reviews I shall continue and if I don't then I shall continue anyway but will not continue to post it. There are some events in this story that are indeed true. In fact, most of the things in this chapter actually did happen to me excluding the obviouly doubtful stuff so by reading this you'll find out more about me. Okay well on with the story...enjoy!
Prolog
Jane Adams. An average name for an average girl. A girl with average looks and average grades who would probably grow up to have an average job and would have average kids with an average husband. She was truly your "average Jane". Or at least, that's what she thought. While it was true that she didn't have many talents and wasn't extraordinarily beautiful, Jane was far from average.
Our story starts on a gray, stormy day in the beginning of August. Jane was sitting lazily at her computer doing what she loved best. Reading. While she also enjoyed writing, she was truly no good at it and preferred to read. Her favorite things to read were stories on fantasy. Things that people dreamt up and could only hope existed. Mystical worlds and magical creatures and people who went on grand adventures. In other words, things that weren't average. Stories that could take her away from her ordinary life and transport her to somewhere where she could, for at least a little while, feel....there were really no words to describe it.
On this particular day Jane was reading truly fascinating story about her latest mystical obsession. Harry Potter. She read stories by the hundreds seeing different peoples points of view on the same book series. Sure she had read the series herself but she found stories on the internet far more fascinating. Some made her cry and some made her laugh but all made her wish it was real. Jane would stay up late into the night reading more and more and would fall asleep to pleasant dreams that she would hardly remember in the morning.
It was a secret obsession of hers. No one knew about it. Well, almost no one. Her sister knew somewhat of it but could never really understand the depth of Jane's obsession.
Jane sighed and sat back. She had just finished the story for the moment (because it needed to be updated) and closed her eyes. She would often do this after finishing a story that needed to be continued and would dream about how it could end or what might happen next.
Opening her eyes again, Jane felt a tear drip slowly down her face. She was once again wishing that Hogwarts could be real and that someone would come whisk her off to join the character's she now felt she knew so well.
"Dream on," Jane laughed to herself as she brushed the tear away.
"It says that you have to be eleven when you get the letter. If that's true then it would have happened this summer."
In truth, Jane had secretly been hoping that it would. All summer she had been praying that something would happen to make her dreams come true. But it hadn't. Jane could no longer control the tears that had been stinging at her eyes. Ever since she was nine and had received the first Harry Potter book as a present from her Grandmother, she had been waiting patiently for this summer in hopes that it could possibly be true. But nothing had happened and summer was almost over and Jane was tired of waiting.
"Just accept the facts Jane," she angrily told herself, "They've been staring you in the face and you just refuse to accept them."
Quickly wiping away the tears that had been steadily rolling down her cheeks, Jane got up and headed downstairs for a snack. After grabbing a roast beef sandwich and a soda, Jane started heading back upstairs. She stopped herself though when she spotted the mail lying on the counter.
Everyday since the beginning of summer, Jane had been the first one to sort the mail in the afternoon. Always looking and never finding what she was searching for.
Part of her told her to keep on moving and stop dreaming but the other side was asking 'what if?' Fortunately, this side was stronger and Jane let her curiosity get the better of her. Silently putting down her food, she slowly approached the pile of mail as if she thought it would attack her. Finally reaching it, Jane picked up everything carefully. Glancing quickly at the item on top, she saw it was a bill. She then glanced at the next item and saw it was another bill. As was the next one and the next one. (A/N: Is it just me or are these people big spenders?) Soon there were only two items left in her hand and Jane was stating to get nervous. Forcing herself to look sown again, she saw that on top was a post card. Turing it over carefully, Jane saw that it was addressed to her from her best friend Eric. It said he was writing from London where he was getting his school supplies. It also said he was going to miss her and hoped to see her one last time before heading off to school.
"That's right," Jane thought, "Eric's parents are shipping him off to some boarding school. God I'll miss him."
Setting the post card aside for later, Jane took a giant gulp before forcing herself to look down at the last item in her hand. What she saw caused tears to form in her eyes. It was a bill.
Throwing it to the side, Jane collapsed on the stool underneath the counter and rested her head in her arms.
"I should have known," she mumbled miserably to herself.
"Should have known what?" Jane's sister Emily asked as she wandered into the kitchen.
"Nothing," Jane responded as she got up to leave again. The moment her foot hit the stairs though a certain sound made her stop. It was the sound of the mail slot. Quickly dashing to the front door, Jane picked up the sopping wet envelope without looking at it, grabbed her sandwich and soda, and ran back upstairs.
After setting her snack down on her computer desk, Jane sat herself on her bed and fumbled with the thing in her hand.
"Okay this is it," she told herself, "If this isn't what I'm looking for, no more putting myself through misery. No more Hogwarts, no more Harry Potter, no more," she hesitated, "No more stories."
Taking a deep breath, Jane looked down and let out a cry. It was it! It was what she had been waiting for, for almost two years! It was all her dreams come true! It was..... A coupon for a free slushy.
(A/N: 'Ducks flying knives and rotten veggies.' Just kidding just kidding. Geese I'm not that heartless.) It was a letter with her name and whereabouts written on it. Just like she had always dreamt it would. It fancy writing, with emerald green ink it said:
Ms. Jane C. Adams
Second Bedroom on the Left.
5234 Queen Victoria Ct.
Adam's Estate, England
Jane felt the tears running down her cheeks again except these were tears of joy. It wasn't until after she'd mildly composed herself that a horrible thought struck her. What if someone had found out about her secret obsession and this was all merely a large and rather cruel prank. "No," she thought defiantly to herself, "There's no way anyone could have possibly have known. This is the moment I've been waiting for and I will not let it be ruined by ridiculous thoughts."
A knock on the door startled Jane from her thoughts. Looking over towards the entrance of her room, Jane spotted Emily sticking her head through the door.
"Are you ok?" she asked in a worried tone, "you left in kind of a hurry."
Jane let off a huge grin before rushing to her sister, grabbing her hands, and started jumping up and down screaming, "It happened! It happened!"
It wasn't till aster they were both exhausted and lying on Jane's lush blue carpet that Emily asked, "What happened?"
Jane pulled her up and shoved her towards the door. "None of your business. You can leave."
Emily protested loudly as Jane continued to push her into the hallway but Jane ignored her and allowed her thoughts to wander back to her letter.
"I haven't even opened it!" she realized with a start.
Quickly locking the door behind her sister, Jane rushed over to where the letter had fallen. With trembling hands, Jane tore open the letter careful not to cause too much damage for she intended to preserve it. As she unfolded the letter, Jane felt she would faint from shock as realization suddenly overtook her.
After about ten minutes of jumping up and down screaming 'Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God' Jane calmly sat down at her desk and read through the letter as she took a sip of her soda. She wished she hadn't though because it was spit back out of her mouth a moment later. Quickly scanning the letter again to make sure she had it right Jane let a smile come over her face. Here's what the letter read:
Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock.
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Adams,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than August 31. Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
This was not the part of the letter that caused her so much joy though. That came next. The letter continued:
P.S. Please note that a witch/wizard will come to collect you and help you to gather your school things. Please expect them two weeks prior to term at 10 o'clock sharp.
Yep that sounded like McGonagall alright as far as Jane could tell. She could hardly keep herself from bouncing off the walls. If she was correct a witch/Wizard would be coming in three days.
"Three days I'll be spending trying to convince my parents to let my go," Jane thought to herself. She didn't worry too much about that though. Her parents were hardly ever around and didn't seem to care too much about what she did.
"I can't believe in three days I'll be getting a cauldron, and maybe and owl and...." Jane practically went into shock at the thought, "a wand!"
It was at this point the expected happened. Jane fainted. As she lay collapsed on her bed Jane had no way of knowing that not only was Hogwarts important to her. But she was important to it. That and the whole wizarding world. She had no way of knowing she had a prophecy to fulfill, one that could possibly get her killed along with everything she loved. She had no way of knowing she was the key factor to what would become one of the most noted stories of all time. She had no way of knowing, that she wasn't who she thoguht she was.
A/N: Okay well there it is. The idea for this story just kind of struck me out of nowhere. Actually I didn't even plan on writing it I just thought that the summery sounded cool so I decided to expand on it and...here it is. Okay well REVIEW! It makes the computer work better. Oh yea and if anyone ahs ideas for this story they are accepted and apreciated so even if you think it sounds incredibly stupid....believe me it couldn't be any worse than any of my stuff so feel free to contact me abvout that. Okay I'll leave you alone now I'm sure you have better things to do than to read me ramble even though I' m sure that by now no one's reading and I'm praobably just writing to myself. Oh well. Bye!. Review!
