Day 1
I, Janine Adams, turn on to west 96th street in Indianapolis, IN, where I
live, when a man jumps in front of my car. He has dark skin and dark eyes.
I stop the car and leave it to see if he is alright. He only says these
words. "Tell Harry Potter that I live." A car honks behind me so I turn
around to flick the driver off. When I turn back he wasn't there any more.
I get into my car and drive off, but I can't get that name out of my head.
Where had I heard it before? I pass a movie theater and they have a huge
poster up for Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, but how can that be.
That man's Harry Potter must have been someone else. It can't be the
fiction character, unless that Harry Potter really exists.
Then I begin to think as I turn on to Fall Creek road, that that man
resembled the movie image of Harry Potter very much so. My spring break
starts next week and I might spend sometime investigating since our family
vacation got cancelled when my 18 year old brother caught pneumonia.
My brother, Steven, will be going to college next school year so I will
have him out of my hair. He got accepted into Harvard, so my parents are
putting up such high standards for me. Sometimes I wish I was as smart as
my brother or as popular as my younger sister.
Her name is Angela and she is 13. She is in the 7th grade and is the most
popular girl at her school. She has a boyfriend already. I didn't have one
until my first year in high school. Life is really unfair.
I haven't introduced myself very well have I? My name is Janine Adams, as
you already know. I am 17 years old and I am a sophomore at Hamilton
Southeastern high school. I'm not smart or popular, and I don't have many
friends. My only friend is Mellisa Clark, and she doesn't even go to my
school. She goes to some preppy school. I think it's called Brebuff.
I think this mystery will really give me a chance to prove that I am worth
something. And the sad thing is that I think I have to prove it to myself
rather than anyone else.
Day 2 After school I invited Mellisa over, so I could tell her about the man. I don't think she knew what to think, but she loves a good adventure, so of coarse she suggested, "Why don't we go to London, England over spring break and try and find this Harry Potter guy." I agreed, but first I would have to convince my parents to give me and Mellisa two tickets to London. I tried asking at dinner. "Mom, Dad, I was wondering if, well, you would buy Mellisa and I some tickets for a vacation since our original one got cancelled." "That's a great idea, Janine. Where did you have in mind?" Mom responded. "I was thinking someplace." I was interrupted by Steven who just entered the room since he had been in bed all day. "Mom? Can you make me some soup? I am extremely hungry." "Oh sure, dear, but first let your sister finish what she was saying. Go on, Janine." "Well, Mellisa and I were thinking of going to, don't laugh, London, England." "Joan (my mother), I think that is a great idea. Maybe they could learn something while they are there." My dad said. "Well, then it's settled. We will have to make the arrangements, and call Mellisa's mom of coarse, but other that, Janine honey, I think you have gotten yourself a trip." My mom said.
Day 3 All the arrangements were made and we would be leaving in 5 days. Until then I was going to have some free time on my hands, so I decided to look up Harry Potter. There was only one name listed and that was on number 4 Privet drive, just like the book! That really scared me, until now I had just thought it was some odd coincidence. There was a number there which I decided to call. When someone picked up I said, " Hello, is this the Potter residence?" "No! All the Potters are dead except one. This is the Dursley residence. We do have a Potter with us, but why are you calling?" I should have remembered that from the books! "Oh sorry, my name is Janine and I have a message to deliver to a Mr. Harry Potter. It got mailed to my house by mistake." "Oh, well I suppose since you were so polite to make a long distance call I should let you talk to him." A long pause. "Hallo? Who is this and why have you called?" "Are you Harry Potter?" "Yes, why?' "My name is Janine Adams. You don't know me ,but I was told to tell you something a stranger on the street told me. I will quote exactly. 'Tell Harry Potter that I live.'" "Who told you this?" "I don't exactly know. He was tall with dark messy hair and chestnut eyes." "That's odd." "Listen I will be in London next week and maybe I will look you up and we can have a longer chat." "That works, but call before you come." "Well, goodbye." "Goodbye."
Day 2 After school I invited Mellisa over, so I could tell her about the man. I don't think she knew what to think, but she loves a good adventure, so of coarse she suggested, "Why don't we go to London, England over spring break and try and find this Harry Potter guy." I agreed, but first I would have to convince my parents to give me and Mellisa two tickets to London. I tried asking at dinner. "Mom, Dad, I was wondering if, well, you would buy Mellisa and I some tickets for a vacation since our original one got cancelled." "That's a great idea, Janine. Where did you have in mind?" Mom responded. "I was thinking someplace." I was interrupted by Steven who just entered the room since he had been in bed all day. "Mom? Can you make me some soup? I am extremely hungry." "Oh sure, dear, but first let your sister finish what she was saying. Go on, Janine." "Well, Mellisa and I were thinking of going to, don't laugh, London, England." "Joan (my mother), I think that is a great idea. Maybe they could learn something while they are there." My dad said. "Well, then it's settled. We will have to make the arrangements, and call Mellisa's mom of coarse, but other that, Janine honey, I think you have gotten yourself a trip." My mom said.
Day 3 All the arrangements were made and we would be leaving in 5 days. Until then I was going to have some free time on my hands, so I decided to look up Harry Potter. There was only one name listed and that was on number 4 Privet drive, just like the book! That really scared me, until now I had just thought it was some odd coincidence. There was a number there which I decided to call. When someone picked up I said, " Hello, is this the Potter residence?" "No! All the Potters are dead except one. This is the Dursley residence. We do have a Potter with us, but why are you calling?" I should have remembered that from the books! "Oh sorry, my name is Janine and I have a message to deliver to a Mr. Harry Potter. It got mailed to my house by mistake." "Oh, well I suppose since you were so polite to make a long distance call I should let you talk to him." A long pause. "Hallo? Who is this and why have you called?" "Are you Harry Potter?" "Yes, why?' "My name is Janine Adams. You don't know me ,but I was told to tell you something a stranger on the street told me. I will quote exactly. 'Tell Harry Potter that I live.'" "Who told you this?" "I don't exactly know. He was tall with dark messy hair and chestnut eyes." "That's odd." "Listen I will be in London next week and maybe I will look you up and we can have a longer chat." "That works, but call before you come." "Well, goodbye." "Goodbye."