Hey, my name is Jasmine King and I'm a freak. I'm a freak in the muggle world because I'm a witch, and I'm a freak in the Wizarding world because I don't need a wand to use magic. I live with my brother, Peter, in England and I'm 14 years old. Yesterday I convinced Peter, who is 23, to let me go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; I don't really want to go but I don't want to stay here either and ruin the rest of Peter's life.
I'll be leaving in a week and he's been trying to make this last week special so "I don't forget about him", which is obviously impossible since he's my brother and only family; but it's still good to get to spend so much time together. See, when I was 8 Ian, my 16-year-old brother, died and the next year my parents and my little sister, who was 4 at the time, died in a car accident. Peter had already graduated from Hogwarts and he became my legal guardian, he dropped everything else to take care of me and it's always been just us since then. So I decided that there was no way he was getting his life back if I was still in the way and that's why I'm heading to Hogwarts tomorrow.
I woke up that morning to Peter screaming from the kitchen that I was going to be late, so I put on my fake smile and got out of bed. When I reached the kitchen I found Peter making waffles for breakfast, he was a really good cook when he wanted to, I took out two plates and placed then on the table. We ate our breakfast in silence. I never looked up from my plate because I knew he would give me the same hurt look he gave me last night, if only you knew why I'm doing this I though sighing.
"Don't give me that look Pete, you know I should have started school when I was eleven," he looked down and nodded.
"I know, I know but I'm going to miss you so much," my eyes filled with tears and his voice cracked at the last words. I couldn't let him know that I didn't want to go.
"I'll miss you too but I promise to write every week," I said holding his hand, "you wont even notice I left and by the time you start missing me I'll already be back." He nodded and smiled, though it didn't reach his eyes, he got up and hugged me.
"Go get ready, we leave in 40 minutes" he whispered and went to his room to get dressed. I took a quick shower and dried my hair; I put on a pair of skinny jeans and a gray and white shirt and headed to Peter's room to get my black Uggs. He took my things to the car and we sped off, away from home. The first half of the drive was spent in uncomfortable silence until Pete snapped.
"Why are you doing this? We both know this is not what you want!" he was upset, but I couldn't blame him I hated myself too.
"It's hard to say goodbye but I don't fit in the muggle world so I thought maybe I could try my luck in Hogwarts, you said those were the best years of your life and I want to know how it is." I spoke calmly trying to calm him down a little. He ran a hand through his hair before answering.
"You'll write every week?" I nodded, "you'll come home every break?" I nodded again, "and you'll call me every weekend?" he said handing me a brand new cell phone, I took it and faked a smile nodding. He stopped the car in front of the train station and we got out of the car, he walked me inside and led me to platform 9 ¾. We crossed the wall and I saw a lot of students some saying goodbye and some greeting their friends. I just stood there admiring the whole place and I didn't notice Peter walking towards the train with my luggage. I don't know how long I stood there but the next thing I knew, I was laying on the floor.
"I'm so sorry, are you ok?" asked a concerned voice, I looked up to see a green eyed guy on top of me. I pushed him away and got up picking my things from the floor.
"I'm fine," I said angrily before turning around, I suddenly felt dizzy and lost my balance but the guy caught me before I could fall again. "Thank you," I said and he smiled.
"No problem, I'm really sorry for knocking you down before," he said truly worried "did you hurt yourself?" I shook my head, thanked him again and turned around to look for Peter. I found him near one of the doors of the train talking to a red headed woman, he smiled when he saw me and excused himself. I gave him a last hug and promised to write and call him every week; I got into the train and looked out of the window faking a smile until we left the station.
I walked around the train looking for an empty compartment when I saw the guy that knocked me down back at the station; he smiled politely and started walking towards me.
"Hey I wanted to apologize again for what happened before," he said offering his hand "I'm Harry" I shook his hand and he smiled.
"I'm Jasmine," I said "but you can call me Jazz if you want." He smiled again and turned as someone called his name, I turned around to keep looking for an empty compartment when someone grabbed my arm.
"Do you want to sit with me and my friends?" he said, "you wont find any empty seats, if that's what you're looking for." I sighed and accepted his offer.
I followed him and his friend to a compartment at the back of the train, there was a girl sitting there who smiled when she saw Harry. Harry introduced me and after a couple of minutes they started talking and I took out my book. I finished my book and put it back in my bag, there were still two hours left so I looked out of the window. Hermione, who was the girl sitting in front of me, turned to face me.
"Jasmine, you should put on your uniform now," she said "we're almost there."
"I don't have a uniform yet," I said frowning "they said they'd give me one once they sorted me." I had no idea what that meant but that was all I knew. The three of them, the third one being a red headed boy named Ron, gasped and stared at me.
"You don't have a house yet?" he asked obviously surprised.
"No, I'm new" I said shaking my head.
"Oh" they said at the same time, "How old are you? What year are you entering?" Hermione asked.
"I'm 14, I'm entering the fourth year," I said.
It turned out they were also in fourth year and they were all in a house called Gryffindor, they had been friends since their first year. Hermione offered to show me around.
Once we got to the castle I was send to the headmaster's office, he said I'd be sorted there because I was the only new student in my year and the only other new students were the first years. He placed a hat on my head and I nearly jumped when it started talking. It took a few minutes before the hat shouted Hufflepuff or something like that; Dumbledore gave me a small map and a class schedule he also told me the password to enter the common room and after a few more words I found myself wandering the castle alone. On my way to the common room I saw Harry and he came to talk to me.
"So, where were you?" he asked, "We were looking for you." That was a surprise; I mean it usually takes a few days before I make friends; I have a lot of experience being the new girl.
"Dumbledore's office," I replied smiling "I already have a house." Harry smiled and we started walking.
"What's your house then?" he said.
"Hufflepuff," he smiled and I was suddenly worried I might've said the name wrong, "is that wrong? It did sound similar to that." He laughed this time, though it didn't quite reach his eyes.
"No I'm just glad you're not a Slytherin," he laughed again "or we wouldn't be able to be friends." He said suddenly serious.
"You want to be my friend?" I asked surprised, he just nodded "Why would you want that?" I asked again.
"I don't know you seemed nice, I guess" he shrugged and stopped "this is the Hufflepuff common room," he said pointing to a painting. "I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast," he said turning around.
"Ok, bye Harry" I said heading turning to face the painting, it took me almost 20 minutes to find the paper with the password but I finally made it inside. Luckily the common room was empty and I headed for the girls' dorms. I entered the room quietly to find two girls sitting on a bed talking and laughing, they turned when I opened the door and looked at me confused.
"Who are you?" one of the girls said, she had black hair and grey eyes, her skin was white but she wasn't as pale as me. I stopped and stared at her worried but she laughed and got up, "I'm Emma and that's Sam" she said pointing at the other girl while offering her hand to me. Sam had light brown hair and light brown eyes, which almost matched her hair's color.
"Jasmine" I said shaking her hand, then I added "but you can call me Jazz if you want," they both smiled and Sam patted the spot next to her; I sat down and smiled back.
"You're new right?" Emma asked.
"Yeah, but I've heard a lot of good things about this school," I said smiling "my brother studied here."
"How old is he? Is he still here?" Sam said.
"No he graduated a while ago, he's 23 now" I couldn't help thinking about Ian and how different things would be if he were still here. We talked a little more and then we all fell asleep.