1 Living in the Shadows
1.1 By: Triforce Knight
Announcement: This is not a story about one of Harry's friends, or someone Harry knows, I repeat, this is not a story about one of Harry's friends!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the Harry Potter series (sigh).
I'm guessing the reason you're here is because you want to hear a story. I don't blame you, a lot of people don't know who I am. I'm also guessing you want to know my name too. I'll tell you in due time, but what you came for is my story, so I suggest that you should get comfortable.
I'm the daughter of a powerful witch and wizard, I guess that you could say that is why I was their target. My father told people not to make mother and I known to the public because with He- Who- Must- Not- Be- Named at large there was no idea what he would do to us. I was happy with mother.
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Don't misunderstand, I saw father a few times before mother died and I knew that he loved me.
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Like I said I was happy with mother, but I knew there were some people who didn't like father, so therefore, they didn't like me. I used to hear them say "She has her mother's eyes, but she has her father's hair, and you know that whatever she inherits from her father, she'll probably turn out like him."
I didn't mind. I loved my father, but I remember mother replying in her protective voice "Her hair will change, just you wait, then you'll be sorry" but my hair never changed. While mother's hair was a beautiful light brown, my hair was black like a raven. Our eyes were both a sapphire blue that would change from a warm, welcoming color to an icy, cold get- out- of- my- sight color.
I remember a few months before mother died. That she gave me her locket that she always wore. It was always my favorite necklace that mother had, and she said to me "I probably won't be around much longer, so I want you to give this to your father the next time you see him, he works at Hogwarts."
"I'll give it to him when I find him" was my reply. I wanted to say more, but mother had a look in her eyes that I'd never seen before, a look that made me shiver on the inside, the look of fear.
I still remember the day mother died.
*****
You would probably bet that she died of an illness. If you make that bet you would be wrong.
*****
It was a stormy night, and mother and I were having a talk about something that I'd done that day (apparently she didn't think that it would be a good idea if I gave our muggle neighbors some chocolate frogs). When suddenly the front door came bursting into our house and all of these men with black robes and masks came inside. They told mother to stop running and hiding and just come with them or they would be sure to stop her running. Mother quickly pulled out her wand and casted a few paralyzing spells and told me to keep up with her. We had nearly reached the edge of our town when a sickly looking man with red eyes stopped us and told mom to join him in his quest for power. I clearly remember what mother said, she said (actually she yelled) "I will never join you, or your Death Eaters, and I'll never let you hurt my daughter, Voldemort."
*****
I saw you flinch at his name. Well I just say let him return to the fiery place that he belongs in.
*****
He smiled and said the two words that would change my life forever, Avada Kadavra.
By then, people from the Ministry of Magic had shown up and had arrested as many Death Eaters as they could, but they weren't able to capture Voldemort.
The Ministry people found me asleep in the remains of the house that I had grown up in. They asked me what my first name was and where my mother was. I replied those questions by saying "My name is Jennifer ******* and my mother was murdered by Voldemort."
*******
You thought that I would have told you my last name, well I told you in due time I'd tell you and it's not time yet.
*******
They told me that I would be living in a foster family until I was able to go to school, so I was shipped off to a married witch and wizard to live with in the town of Hogsmeade. I changed my name to their last name, which was Jacobson.
*******
I just told you my foster family name not my actual last name, so ha.
*******
I went to a muggle school until I was eleven. It was then that I received a letter that read:
To Miss Jennifer Jacobson,
We are pleased to inform you that
you have just been accepted to
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry.
Sincerely,
Minerva Mcgonagall
Deputy Head Mistress
My parents were happy that I was accepted to Hogwarts, I was happy because after six years I was going to see my father again.
Well, I actually intended this story to be one chapter, but then I decided to leave all you wonderful readers in suspense. You can guess who she is if you want, but don't include it in your review. Tell me what you think of it.
1.1 By: Triforce Knight
Announcement: This is not a story about one of Harry's friends, or someone Harry knows, I repeat, this is not a story about one of Harry's friends!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the Harry Potter series (sigh).
I'm guessing the reason you're here is because you want to hear a story. I don't blame you, a lot of people don't know who I am. I'm also guessing you want to know my name too. I'll tell you in due time, but what you came for is my story, so I suggest that you should get comfortable.
I'm the daughter of a powerful witch and wizard, I guess that you could say that is why I was their target. My father told people not to make mother and I known to the public because with He- Who- Must- Not- Be- Named at large there was no idea what he would do to us. I was happy with mother.
*****
Don't misunderstand, I saw father a few times before mother died and I knew that he loved me.
*****
Like I said I was happy with mother, but I knew there were some people who didn't like father, so therefore, they didn't like me. I used to hear them say "She has her mother's eyes, but she has her father's hair, and you know that whatever she inherits from her father, she'll probably turn out like him."
I didn't mind. I loved my father, but I remember mother replying in her protective voice "Her hair will change, just you wait, then you'll be sorry" but my hair never changed. While mother's hair was a beautiful light brown, my hair was black like a raven. Our eyes were both a sapphire blue that would change from a warm, welcoming color to an icy, cold get- out- of- my- sight color.
I remember a few months before mother died. That she gave me her locket that she always wore. It was always my favorite necklace that mother had, and she said to me "I probably won't be around much longer, so I want you to give this to your father the next time you see him, he works at Hogwarts."
"I'll give it to him when I find him" was my reply. I wanted to say more, but mother had a look in her eyes that I'd never seen before, a look that made me shiver on the inside, the look of fear.
I still remember the day mother died.
*****
You would probably bet that she died of an illness. If you make that bet you would be wrong.
*****
It was a stormy night, and mother and I were having a talk about something that I'd done that day (apparently she didn't think that it would be a good idea if I gave our muggle neighbors some chocolate frogs). When suddenly the front door came bursting into our house and all of these men with black robes and masks came inside. They told mother to stop running and hiding and just come with them or they would be sure to stop her running. Mother quickly pulled out her wand and casted a few paralyzing spells and told me to keep up with her. We had nearly reached the edge of our town when a sickly looking man with red eyes stopped us and told mom to join him in his quest for power. I clearly remember what mother said, she said (actually she yelled) "I will never join you, or your Death Eaters, and I'll never let you hurt my daughter, Voldemort."
*****
I saw you flinch at his name. Well I just say let him return to the fiery place that he belongs in.
*****
He smiled and said the two words that would change my life forever, Avada Kadavra.
By then, people from the Ministry of Magic had shown up and had arrested as many Death Eaters as they could, but they weren't able to capture Voldemort.
The Ministry people found me asleep in the remains of the house that I had grown up in. They asked me what my first name was and where my mother was. I replied those questions by saying "My name is Jennifer ******* and my mother was murdered by Voldemort."
*******
You thought that I would have told you my last name, well I told you in due time I'd tell you and it's not time yet.
*******
They told me that I would be living in a foster family until I was able to go to school, so I was shipped off to a married witch and wizard to live with in the town of Hogsmeade. I changed my name to their last name, which was Jacobson.
*******
I just told you my foster family name not my actual last name, so ha.
*******
I went to a muggle school until I was eleven. It was then that I received a letter that read:
To Miss Jennifer Jacobson,
We are pleased to inform you that
you have just been accepted to
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry.
Sincerely,
Minerva Mcgonagall
Deputy Head Mistress
My parents were happy that I was accepted to Hogwarts, I was happy because after six years I was going to see my father again.
Well, I actually intended this story to be one chapter, but then I decided to leave all you wonderful readers in suspense. You can guess who she is if you want, but don't include it in your review. Tell me what you think of it.