My story is a long one, and I believe I should start from the beginning.
My mother, Sharla Nettie Holmes nee Judds was an average woman, or to everyone else, but Sharla had a secret. She was a witch, my father, brother of Siger Holmes, was Herben J. Holmes, and he was average, this time really, no odd secrets, he married my mother free of will, and found out her secret, and much to the surprise of them both, stayed.
A while after their marriage, they conceived me, Jayme Ni'ellei Holmes. I'll skip my childhood as it is dull, and not note worthy. When I had turned eleven a letter had come in the mail, one that told of a magical school, called Hogwarts.
Dear Ni'ellei Holmes,
It would please us all here at Hogwarts if you would join us, we chose to send this letter by muggle modes, instead of average magic post, because we do not know if you mother has told you of us yet, please send your response as soon as possible, there is a list of supplies attached, please get them before the first of September.
Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall.
The letter read. My mother had told me when I turned nine that I was not like other children, and boy, that was an understatement.
That year, a lot changed for me, we moved to a new neighborhood, called Hover Boulevard where I met several young children, one that stood out was Lily Evans, she didn't really like me, but we always seemed to be at the park down the street at the same times. One day, I decided to see if I could do magic, like the letter said, and tried to break the rock I had picked up from the soil-wood chip mix on the playground, it worked, which had surprised me greatly, I had never attempted magic before, and I rather enjoyed watching things do my bidding without my direct (physical) influence. I tried this over and over, and even once attempted to burn a bush, which had kept whispering in my ear, I managed a slight glow and a small heat for about ten minutes, before I became dizzy and needed to rest.
I turned to sit down by the previously glowing bush, but a hand grabbed my shoulder, it was precious Lily Evans. "Lily. If you're here to tell me this is your bush, and that I should leave it alone, I don't wanna hear it, I just wanna sit down; I won't hurt your bush I promise." But she didn't say anything; she just stared at me, surprised probably.
"Lily? Are you Okay?" I asked, she nodded, and opened her mouth, but then closed it again. "I need to take you to see my friend." Lily said dragging me along to the street next to ours, I resisted, because my Mom had said not to go near that street, which I told Lily the entire way, but I was significantly smaller than her, as I am again, abnormally smaller than my peers, I still considerably am, not that that stops me from being better than them. "Do stop trying Jayme, it's not like I'm dragging you to your demise!" She shouted angrily. "How do I KNOW that! You've hated me since I got here, and I said barely a word to you!" I yelled back. "And I'm sorry for that, I should have given you a reason to hate you, and for that I truly wish you'd forgive me, but right now, I really need you to trust me, and come with me to my friend's house. OK?" She said urgently, I shook my head, but followed her anyway.
Soon we arrived at a worn down two story house, at the end of the street, which was dark, and grimy, and not a place for children at all. But I trusted my magic enough to at least save me in the case of an altercation.
Lily knocked quietly on one of the windows, and shortly, a boy around our age came outside, he had lanky black hair that fell onto his shoulders. "Lily, I thought I told you not to come here, it's not safe." He said sharply. "Yeah I know, but look! This is Jayme…she's one of us." She whispered the last part, looking down at me.
"You mean…" The boy asked. Lily nodded. "Well, take her back to the park. I'll catch up with you." He then ran back into the house, and Lily and I were on our way back to Hover.
"Lily, who is that boy? He's your friend?"I asked, he didn't seem the type Lily would associate with, she was clean, pristine if you will, and he was greasy, and grimy, with hair that would catch fire if within ten feet of an open flame, not that I cared, I mean, his body and what not, but still. "Yeah. He's my friend. We've been friends for a while now, that's why I didn't try and make friends with you. Because he doesn't really like many other people. I think he might like you though." She said a smile on her face.
"Thank you." I said shortly. Once we were back to our neighborhood, I sat on one of the many swings, and rested. "You saw me do magic on that bush huh? Is that why you made me go to that boy? Do you think I'm crazy, and want him to commit me so you don't look bad?" I always come up with crazy conspiracies like that. "No, no nothing like that, in fact the opposite really. We're like you!" She demonstrated by picking up a bunch of flowers, and making them fly off into the wind.
She introduced me to her friend, Severus, and we all became quite close, but I always felt as though I didn't belong with them, or anywhere for that fact.
SKIP TO FIRST OF SEPTEMBER
I boarded the train, like everyone else, and waited for the dreadful ride to be over, not that I don't like trains, I just don't like people my age, or younger.
After a dreadful four hours on a train, we first years were all herded into cramped boats, which I considered cruel and unusual punishment, and were taken, by boat, across a vast lake, which took several minutes, when the older children took flying carriages to the school. We were all lined up in the stairway, which lead up to a grand set of doors, oak I believe. "OK, when you get inside, you'll be sorted into houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, or Hufflepuff, all these houses are equals, and you will be loved and accepted into your respected homes." We all entered the grandeur room, well several if going by size, and stood in the center, Professor McGonagall, strode in front of all of us, and welcomed us to Hogwarts.
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"Holmes, Jayme-Ni'ellei!" McGonagall called loudly, I shoved my way through the rather thick crowd, though that was not an easy feat, as I am so small, while average children my age are at least five feet tall, I am barely three, which leaves many children towering above me. Not that I have a problem, I knew I would be smaller, I've always been short, it was never a problem before, and it is not now. I sat on the tiny stool, which was surprisingly the exact right height for my little tiny legs, McGonagall put the hat on my head, and of course it slid down and covered my eyes, why not, the hat sat on my head for the longest time, telling me stories, and gauging my reactions, telling me of minds good and bad, telling me that I have the most potential he had seen in a long time, since he was made is what he said actually. He chose Gryffindor for me, saying it was the closest fit.
SKIP FIVE YEARS NI'ELLEI IS IN SIXTH YEAR
I woke with a nice yawn, I was awake before most in my dorm, Lily usually wakes up a little before me, but she lies in bed, so I always get the shower first, which is a great thing. I've grown a little since first year, now I'm almost five feet tall, I'm not one that people really notice, short, I color my hair, the only unusual thing about me really, but originally I have dark red hair, not unlike that of Lily, which is now a vibrant pink, I have crystal clear blue eyes, and no freckles.
I'm still behind that of my peers' growth wise, but what I miss in height I make up for in magical ability. I can fly, I'm the best in my class in everything, Potions, Charms, Transfigurations, everything, though oddly, I'm not any of my teacher's favorite, well, unless you count Dumbledore, he almost constantly demands my presence, he and I get along quite well. I tell him of my crazy ideas, and he encourages me to look into them. I often experiment with such crazy ideas.
I was on my way there actually, when my life changed, well I'd say forever, but to me it was merely a moment. "Oh!" I said after running into someone, rather sturdy build I'd say, I fell on my bottom, the person turned around, and of course, had to look down to find me, it was a boy, in my year, Remus Lupin I believe. "Oh, hello, sorry I was standing there…I should remember not to stand in the middle of the corridor yeah?" He asked.
"Not a problem." I said climbing to my feet. "What year are you?" He asked. "Sixth. Ni'ellei Holmes." I said sticking my hand out to him. "Oh! You're Lily's friend. I've never really…" He trailed off, seeming to remind himself that what he was about to say was insulting. "Yeah, you've never noticed me. No one does." I sighed and scurried on my way to Dumbledore's office.
After my daily meeting with Dumbledore, I rushed back to the Gryffindor Common room, "Ni'ellei!" Someone called as I ran up the stairs to the girl's Dorm. "NI'ELLEI!" The same person yelled again. "I turned around and saw Remus standing at the base of the stairs. "Remus. What do you want?"
REMUS' POV
I looked at those startlingly blue eyes of hers and thought she was staring into my soul, which I'm sure she could. "Ni'ellei, I wanted to say sorry, I did notice you, I just…never really put it to thought, Lily has a lot of friends, and I just thought you were like, a third year that really just wanted to get in league with the big dogs is all! Honest, I didn't really see your importance, now I do, please forgive me?" I said, doing my closest impression of Sirius when he really wants something, AKA the 'Baby-Puppy-Chubby-Face, which I have successfully mastered due to years of exposure.
I looked straight into her eyes again, and saw contemplation, which in my book was a pretty good thing; at least she wasn't so angry to not forgive me. "I'm not important." She said turning on her heel and Apparating away to God knows where.
Which in itself is a feat, as no one, not even the Minister of Magic himself can apparate on Hogwarts soil.
A/N: I know peeps can't apparate in Hogwarts, please don't comment about it, it all has something to do with this amazingly unique girl, whom I will elaborate in the next chapter.