Rules. When you think you know them all, something else ends up biting you in the butt. I before E accept after C and all that nonsense. Of course, it seemed more like a prank than anything else.
Jade knew that she didn't fit in with kids. Not back home with her mom or dad, nor over in America with her Uncle Jackie. Things, just seemed to happen around her. Not just the dark hand, demon rulers, dark chi wizards, Shadowkhan, Oni, Magic Talismans, and cursed relics. There were a few other instances that she couldn't explain. Like when her teachers shoes turned into fluffy bunnies back in China. She wasn't quite sure how it happened but it was certainly funny.
In the mail, where bills and magazines were common, an envelope addressed to her. To even her bedroom. Creepy. Still, it wasn't everyday she got a letter. She opened it quickly reading the contents. Most definitely.
Dear Miss Chan,
We are pleased to inform you, you have been accepted to Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardy...
"Ha ha very funny," she grumbled. She crumbled the letter up and tossed it in the waste bin. Feeling somewhat miffed, she walked to her room to play with her stuffed moose. A young, independent (sort of) girl wasn't going to fall for such nonsense. A school, in Britain no doubt, asking her to go to a school for magic? While she was a citizen of Hong Kong, holding connection to Britain, it was highly unlikely that such a thing would happen.
"Oh Jade. Have you brought in the mail?" Jackie asked. She handed over the boring mail as she made her way to her room. She crashed on her bed grabbing her stuffed moose. Silently, she wished that something interesting would happen. There hadn't been anything exciting in weeks. No demons, no enchanted artifacts, no Dark Hand. It just felt dull.
Too bad her wish was about to be granted. In the form of an opportunity she had not taken seriously.
Uncle's rare finds was about to close up for the night when it happened. The door opened ringing the little bell that hung in the way.
"Welcome to Uncle's rare finds."
Uncle, the old codger who owned the business walked up to the woman.
"May I interest you in some herbal tea? JACKIE! You bring Uncle Tea!"
"Bwah! Coming Uncle!"
"That's fine. I really don't need the tea," the woman stated delicately, "I am here to talk to Miss Chan."
"What did Jade do?" a man walked into the room. Dark haired and fairly fit. Jackie Chan.
"Nothing. She has done nothing wrong. I am here about her acceptance letter-"
"Acceptance letter? JADE!"
There was light pitter patter of a child's footfall until Jade appeared at the top of the stairs in her pajamas.
"What Uncle Jackie? Who's the lady?"
"Pardon me. I am Professor Septima Vector. I teach Arithmancy at Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"No such thing."
"Sir, I understand that it is difficult to accept magic."
"Magic not the problem. Chi is real. Gives power to spells. School is not real. Apprenticeship is all the teaching."
"This is crazy. This is all crazy," Jackie rambled.
"If I may be so bold? Jade has been sent a letter from our school," she said. Her eyes narrowed on the trashbin. She pulled out a narrow thin stick from her sleeve. She flicked it at the trashbin with muttered words. The letter floated from the bin.
"Hey!" Jade yelped. The woman raised a brow curiously.
"Did you throw this away?"
"It was a joke," Jade argued.
"That's why I'm here. Many muggle born students don't believe the letters when they recieve them. We usually come shortly after the deliveries of the letters to assure guardians and the young witch or wizard that this not fake. With your, uniqucircumstance, it took us longer to obtains port key to physically talk to you."
"Please. Why don't we sit down and talk about this?"
"Of course. I would be more than happy to."
It had taken awhile. Uncle didn't believe the woman called Professor Vector one bit. Still continues to disbelieve. But there was no denying Jade's apparent talent. Her natural abilities with brewing potions was beyond anything Uncle had seen. And despite all the magic he had seen, there were instances where even he could not explain what had happened. He grudgingly accepted that the school must be for a branch of newer Chi magic he was unfamiliar with.
He grudgingly accepted a need to teach a more prevalent magic witch such as his niece at a young age, so her Chi would not be corrupted to dark forces (at least in his mind). Her parents remained, somewhat ignorant. They had received news of Jade being accepted to a school in Britain. And they were fine with it. So long as she contacted home regularly.
And so, Jade Chan, niece of Jackie Chan began her journey to Hogwarts. From getting a passport through Captain Black to Britain. Traveling through the "famed" Diagon Alley, meeting goblins at Gringots, preventing Uncle from attacking Goblins in Gringotts, getting supplies, being stared at by a shady looking wizard, uncle attacking said shady looking wizard, to the platform 9 and 3/4.
Now sitting uncomfortably in a train car for miles on end with her cat Ruby on her lap, and a wand apparently made from Sycamore and Thestral hair. The man who sold it to her said it was an odd combination. That sycamore rarely had a witch or wizard who agreed with it. Wasn't she just happy about that?
Sighing, she looked out the window in boredom. Why would something so magical be so boring? Right now she would rather have Uncle and his mung bean sandwiches over the boredom.
How long had it been since she got on the train? Oh yeah, left ten minutes ago. This trip was going to kill her.
She was pulled from her death by boredom with her door opening. She looked over, giving full attention to the blond haired girl before her.
"Hello," she spoke with a soft spoken voice, free of any unique trait beside whimsy, "I have noticed all the nargles on the train, and no one seems to want to get rid of them. You don't seem to have any in your cart, may I sit here with you?"
Jade blinked at the peculiar girl.
"Sure."
Who was she to complain about nonsense. People didn't believe her about her magical escapades. And maybe there were such things as nargles. If there were demons that were nothing more than flap aging heads then who was she to say what didn't exist? The girl happily sat down, and put on a pair of funky looking glasses. Jade didn't ask.
"I'm Luna."
"Um. Jade. So you excited?"
"Oh yes. There are so many wonderful things to learn."
Jade scoffed.
"Better be more interesting than my old schools."
"Oh? And what were they like?"
Jade described her school in America, from the teachers and the students, to the classes and extracurricular activities. Not all of her extracurriculars though. Captain Black made sure she knew not to reveal anything to anyone. She was sure that he would have just had Uncle train her if she didn't.
"Oh. So you are a muggle born then?" Luna stated. It might have been a question, but it was kind of hard to tell with her.
"Neither your parents are witch or wizard."
"Uh. No. But Uncle uses magic and makes potions so that's something I guess."
"Oh. How lovely. Tell him to be wary of the whackspurts. They are drawn to potion Brewers."
"Sure thing," Jade smiled. Both girls talked as they were joined by a rather upset red head.
"Stupid Fred. Stupid George. Hello Luna."
"Hello Ginny," Luna sighed. Maybe sighed. It was hard to tell with her voice. The red haired girl glanced at Jade. Emeralds met molten Amber.
"And you are?" The girl called Ginny asked.
"Jade. Jade Chan."
"Ginny Weasley," she said with a smile. She sat in the compartment next to Luna. The rest of the trip was spent chatting, eating food from the trolley and Jade gagging at the Lockheart books they were required to get. His adventures were nowhere near as awesome as the ones she went on with her Uncle Jackie anyway.
It's something. I decided to write this do to old ideas and new inspiration. Not likely for timely updates but I should have a few chapters more. Yes this is the time frame for Chamber of Secrets. Yes Jade is a bit younger here than in Jackie Chan Adventures. As for why she was accepted to Hogwarts has to do with the time Hong Kong was under British rule and influence.
Who's ready for clash of cultures?
Please review.