This is my first fanfiction story, I allow flames, but at least be polite.
Please and thank you! This chapter is pretty short. Just want you peoples
to get a taste of it. I might change the title later on. So, yeah, anyhoo.
Bet you want a summary....
It's their sixth year. There's a strange girl who, according to Hermione, is a Jade (you'll learn what that is). She's never been seen at Hogwarts before, so she has to be new. Voldemort strikes again, this time endangering all of Hogwarts, but the seemingly shy Jade seems awfully cool and collected. She knows something. Something that can be the difference between Harry's existence on Earth, and his death.
A/N: I FINALLY took out my side notes regarding names that were here not too long ago. Sorry for being lazy (like I always am...)
((FIRST CHAPTER- The Jade, the Fight, and Pottering...What Does Pottering Mean?))
Her hair was an odd shade of red. It was definitely not anything Harry had seen before. It shown in an unearthly manner and flowed unlike any other's. The hue was so bright; it made even the Weasleys' fiery hair seem dull.
"Harry?" a distant voice called. But Harry was oblivious to it, amazed by the bright red hair. Who was she anyways? He'd never seen her at Hogwarts before.
"Harry?" the voice grew louder, but Harry tried to ignore it.
"Harry!"
"What?!" he snapped, slightly annoyed.
"You should change into robes. The train will arrive at Hogwarts soon." Hermione answered.
"Who is that?" Harry asked, paying no heed to Hermione's comment about changing into robes.
Hermione gave a sigh and a dramatic roll of eyes. "Were you listening at all, Harry James Potter?"
"Yes, I was. Robes. And don't call me by my full name. Now, my question?"
Harry stared intently at the girl with the strange red hair just beyond the glass doors of their compartment. Hermione followed his gaze and let out a small gasp.
"By the looks of it, I believe she's a Jade. They're very rare. They posses all the charm of a Veela, are wonderful Ligilimens, can see clearly in the dark, most are wonderful Seers, and were once belie-"
Ron, who had remained silent the whole time, content with the Chocolate Frogs and Cauldron Cakes Harry had bought him, now cut in.
"Hermione, why do you know this stuff? I never even heard of a Jade before now and wouldn't care less if one stopped me in the street and invited me over for tea."
"Well some people, unlike you, actually enjoy learning facts. You should read every now and then instead of pottering."
Harry could sense a fight coming on.
"Just shut it, you two. You're both right and wrong. Ron, you're right, Hermione reads too much, but remember your reaction to the last girl who possessed the charm of a Veela? Yeah, I thought so. Hermione, you're right, we do need to read mo- well actually, we don't have to read more. We can just ask you. Well anyways, what does pottering mean?"
Hermione crossed her arms silently and gave him a dirty look. Harry seemed not to notice it and gave her a look that obviously told that he wanted an answer. Hermione gave up and finally decided to give him one.
"It means that you spend your time doing unimportant things when you could be doing your potions essay instead of having me do it!"
"Okay, I get it! Cool down. Now continue with the Jade stuff."
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted", Hermione looked at Ron pointedly, "Jades were once believed to grant three wishes, which is where muggles got this crazy idea about genies trapped in lamps or bottles. Jades are simply very generous to those they take a liking to. Oh, they're also very powerful and can do magic without using wands."
Ron returned to eating his goodies and Harry to staring at the Jade.
"You obviously didn't hear me earlier. Robes!"
Ron got up from his seat to reach for his school robes which were stashed away in his trunk. But before he did....
"Excuse me, miss prefect, but we have to change into robes. I believe that you should be in the prefect's compartment? That's what I thought. Tag along now. Bye bye."
Hermione searched her brain for a witty retort, but unable to find one, she simply stomped her foot, turned sharply, and stormed out of the compartment.
It's their sixth year. There's a strange girl who, according to Hermione, is a Jade (you'll learn what that is). She's never been seen at Hogwarts before, so she has to be new. Voldemort strikes again, this time endangering all of Hogwarts, but the seemingly shy Jade seems awfully cool and collected. She knows something. Something that can be the difference between Harry's existence on Earth, and his death.
A/N: I FINALLY took out my side notes regarding names that were here not too long ago. Sorry for being lazy (like I always am...)
((FIRST CHAPTER- The Jade, the Fight, and Pottering...What Does Pottering Mean?))
Her hair was an odd shade of red. It was definitely not anything Harry had seen before. It shown in an unearthly manner and flowed unlike any other's. The hue was so bright; it made even the Weasleys' fiery hair seem dull.
"Harry?" a distant voice called. But Harry was oblivious to it, amazed by the bright red hair. Who was she anyways? He'd never seen her at Hogwarts before.
"Harry?" the voice grew louder, but Harry tried to ignore it.
"Harry!"
"What?!" he snapped, slightly annoyed.
"You should change into robes. The train will arrive at Hogwarts soon." Hermione answered.
"Who is that?" Harry asked, paying no heed to Hermione's comment about changing into robes.
Hermione gave a sigh and a dramatic roll of eyes. "Were you listening at all, Harry James Potter?"
"Yes, I was. Robes. And don't call me by my full name. Now, my question?"
Harry stared intently at the girl with the strange red hair just beyond the glass doors of their compartment. Hermione followed his gaze and let out a small gasp.
"By the looks of it, I believe she's a Jade. They're very rare. They posses all the charm of a Veela, are wonderful Ligilimens, can see clearly in the dark, most are wonderful Seers, and were once belie-"
Ron, who had remained silent the whole time, content with the Chocolate Frogs and Cauldron Cakes Harry had bought him, now cut in.
"Hermione, why do you know this stuff? I never even heard of a Jade before now and wouldn't care less if one stopped me in the street and invited me over for tea."
"Well some people, unlike you, actually enjoy learning facts. You should read every now and then instead of pottering."
Harry could sense a fight coming on.
"Just shut it, you two. You're both right and wrong. Ron, you're right, Hermione reads too much, but remember your reaction to the last girl who possessed the charm of a Veela? Yeah, I thought so. Hermione, you're right, we do need to read mo- well actually, we don't have to read more. We can just ask you. Well anyways, what does pottering mean?"
Hermione crossed her arms silently and gave him a dirty look. Harry seemed not to notice it and gave her a look that obviously told that he wanted an answer. Hermione gave up and finally decided to give him one.
"It means that you spend your time doing unimportant things when you could be doing your potions essay instead of having me do it!"
"Okay, I get it! Cool down. Now continue with the Jade stuff."
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted", Hermione looked at Ron pointedly, "Jades were once believed to grant three wishes, which is where muggles got this crazy idea about genies trapped in lamps or bottles. Jades are simply very generous to those they take a liking to. Oh, they're also very powerful and can do magic without using wands."
Ron returned to eating his goodies and Harry to staring at the Jade.
"You obviously didn't hear me earlier. Robes!"
Ron got up from his seat to reach for his school robes which were stashed away in his trunk. But before he did....
"Excuse me, miss prefect, but we have to change into robes. I believe that you should be in the prefect's compartment? That's what I thought. Tag along now. Bye bye."
Hermione searched her brain for a witty retort, but unable to find one, she simply stomped her foot, turned sharply, and stormed out of the compartment.