Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the original story of Harry Potter...just indulging my fancy here.
And So It Begins
Staring straight ahead at the slow bubbling creak, Jade Silverstone sat pondering her new situation. She was to be the new Defense against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She wasn't quite sure what to think of these new turn of events either. On one hand, she was quite ecstatic to be accepted at the revered school of Hogwarts, working alongside Albus Dumbledore himself and teaching the likes of Harry Potter. But then again, Dumbledore was desperate for a Defense teacher and probably would have accepted anyone since the job was now officially labelled "cursed" by the general public. Not that she cared much. Jade never really believed much in curses, even though she was a witch herself, she was also a skeptic when it came to things unproven.
No, the prospect of a "cursed" job didn't bother her, what bothered her was the fact that she was stepping into the ensuing war between Lord Voldemort and his cohorts, and Dumbledore and The Order. You see, Jade Silverstone only that very day entered the country. Previously she lived quite comfortably in Rome, studying ancient curses, charms and hexes that were so archaic few wizards even knew the likes of which existed. She relished in the thought of possessing power so intense that few could comprehend, which was why, incidently, Dumbledore nearly bent over backwards to bring her to Hogwarts. Truth be told, she applied for the job on a whim in the middle of last year and did not give it a second thought, and when she got a reply in the beginning of this summer, she was quite astonished indeed. Although after learning about the past Defense teachers, she figured she was a gold mine in Dumbledore's eyes.
Living pent up in musty old libraries, and dark dreary dungeons researching, did nothing really to give her practical practice on what she was learning, so it was with a heart full of trepidation that she stepped right into the forefront of a war. Jade, not being one to back down on where the tides took her however, thought she could handle the situation alright. If not her, who else were better suited? Giving in to her twinge of arrogance, Jade thought to herself...none...no other. And smiled.
Since she was to be working so closely with the staff and students of the school, Dumbledore saw fit to appoint her into The Order. She had yet to attend one of the meetings, but as Dumbledore stated in his owl, "The next Order meeting shall be only a matter of time." Which brought her musings back to her present state.
She was currently sitting in the middle of the Forbidden Forest with all her shrunken articles in one handy bag. While she did realize just how dangerous it was, during these times and all, she was a stickler for nature and thus didn't really care about Voldemort or is inane cronies at that moment. Nevertheless, she got up from under the massive tree she had been sitting under for the space of an hour, and took a long lazy stretch. Shaking dried leaves and bits of nature out of her long black hair she silently chided herself, "The Headmaster is waiting..." as she began to pick her way out of the forest.
