Jamie Johnson is obsessed with Harry Potter. Even though it isn't real, she doesn't care. But what happens when a strange man turns up at her doorstep and tells her she's a muggleborn. Will she believe him? And what happens when she bumps into James Potter in Diagon Alley? Then, later on the train, James comes into her compartment. Where will their relationship go?
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters my OC's.
Hey, this is my first Fanfiction so please R&R
Hi, I'm Jemma Johnson but you can call me Jamie. I am obsessed with Harry Potter and everything about it. I've watched the films and read the books at least a million times.
I live with my parents and an older sister, who is a year older than me, and we live in a small house in a small but lovely town.
It's my 11th birthday and I'm sooo excited. Well I was until a strange man in scarlet robes turned up at our door. At breakfast, I might add. I had just finished opening my presents and it was a Saturday. My mum went to get the door and showed him in. She offered him a cup of tea.
"No thanks" He replied.
"Who are you?" I asked
"Jemma! Don't be rude" My mum exclaimed at me.
"No, it's ok Mrs Johnson. Jemma here has just as much right to ask questions as the next one."
"How do you know my name!" I exclaimed.
"I know many things, Miss Johnson." He said, smiling at me.
I don't know what it was but there was something about him that I couldn't help trust. So I smiled back at him.
"So, who are you?" I asked, more politely, and smirk at my mum.
"Yes, my name. Now this may be a bit of a shock to you and your family but none the less, I have to tell you. Right, my name is Neville Longbottom." And with that, I fainted.
An hour later, I found myself on the sofa. I heard talking from the kitchen. I stood up, wobbled a bit, and went in. I found my parents talking to 'that man' (I wouldn't believe him, no matter what.)
"Yes I know this all sounds like some joke but, as I showed you earlier, it is all real and…" though I didn't hear what 'that man' said because they just noticed me standing in the doorway.
"Hello Jamie. Yes, sorry about earlier. I know this sounds weird but I assure you, it is real."
"But you're all fictional. Magic, it's all fake and CGI. I've read books and seen films about you but no matter what I want to believe, I still know it's not real." I said, still a bit dazed.
"Ah, well yes there have been films and books about us but we wanted to give the muggles something to believe about the wizarding world and Harry was defiantly that. It did take us a while to convince him though. He didn't want to be more famous than he already was but he gave in in the end. It was actually quite funny." He laughed. "We made him look younger for the films and he put his memories into the 7 books. We all thought that we should acquire muggle names so they wouldn't know it was actually us and made out the magic was CGI. We confounded a muggle so she thought that she wrote the Harry Potter series. All of us were really surprised how well it worked." The man chuckled to himself. "So, Jamie, I guess you're either wondering why I'm here because you now believe me or you're thinking is this one big joke like you're on a muggle prank show or something." The man looked at me with the expression he was x-raying me. (A/U lol Dumbledore look alike)
"Ok, then show me something. Something magical." I asked, a little bit too exciting.
"Why ask, when I already have. Look around." He said, smiling again.
I looked around and I that her house was now made of chocolate. I laughed and reached to snap of a piece but the chocolate disappeared. I felt my face fall. I really do love chocolate. I got up and got a chocolate bar from the cupboard.
"Ok. Now I believe you." I said, still dazed from the whole chocolate house.
"Good. Now here. You'll need this." And Professor Longbottom (I have decided to call him Prof. Longbottom.) and he gave me an envelope with vivid green writing on. I knew what it was before I even opened it. I was still stunned from it all. I took the letter from him, squealed, and ran about the house shouting:
"IT'S REAL! ALL REAL!"
