a/n okay here's my second Harry Potter Fanfic except this one won't be as
stupid. LoL. The story is told from the new character's point of view and
Harry's. This ought to be at least a little funny.and if it's not I'll
have to sue my brain or something.have headache, not good, write
anyway.food would be nice. Eat now..
Write now.
Harry and the gang are in their 5th year of Hogwarts (oh goody)
The Artist
-Jessica Freedman
As she sat looking out her window Jessica Freedman wondered how muggles could stand sitting for hours at a time in the tiny airplane seats! She was on her way from America to England. Her father felt that her school, Broxing Academy of Wizardry, wasn't rising to his standards. So he had enrolled Jessie in an exchange program, and that's where she was now. on her way to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Jessie was uncomfortable the entire flight but made up for it by complaining to the stewardess.
She did things like:
"Excuse me, can I have another soda?" That made seven cans.
"Will you get my bag from above?"
Five seconds later.
"Okay, I'm done with it now,"
"Are we there yet?"
"How long before we get there?"
"How many miles have we traveled?"
"What's your IQ?"
"Did you complete high school?"
"Is this your full time job? Or is it for the extra money?"
"Do you live in a poor house?" after that one the stewardess stormed off not coming back. Jessica laughed the rest of the trip wondering why she bothered coming back after the five 'are we there yet?'s. Finally the plane arrived at the airport. She was still giggling when she caught a cab. When she arrived at the train station the giggles finally subsided. Jessica lugged herself through the people looking for the portal to platform nine and three quarters. She situated her stuff in a corner then let out her cat, Deus, who jumped on her shoulder. She had plenty of time before the train left so she sat down taking out her sketchpad and pencil and started drawing. A boy with white blonde hair slugged his stuff out into the middle of the walkway and started tapping his foot.
'Spoiled brat, I bet,' Jessica thought and then smiled, 'too bad, he's cute,' she noticed he had and eagle owl and a trunk, 'I wonder if he is going to Hogwarts.' she shrugged and started to sketch a picture of the boy. As Jessica was adding the finer details a man, woman, and a house elf walked up to him. The house elf had a large hat and gloves on to cover its ears and hands. The three spoke briefly then the luggage was dumped on the house elf. The family walked away while the house elf pushed the trunk off of it and followed slowly dragging the luggage. Jessica shook her head adding the finishing touches to her drawing. For the next ten minutes she drew various people. Some she suspected going to Hogwarts: a boy with dreadlocks and a spider; a round nervous looking boy; a stuck up girl like the blonde boy; two rather dull looking boys, big in height and width. But she also drew ordinary muggles. At fifteen 'til a large group of people came rushing passed; four boys, two girls and a woman hurrying after them. Three of the boys and one of the girls all had red hair. The other girl had frizzy brown hair and the boy had messy black hair and glasses. There were two owls and a cat. Jessica decided that it was time to get on the train and these people would know where and how. She put her sketch pad away and put Deus back in his cage. Her cart squeaked as Jessie walked hurriedly after the group. As she caught up, out of breath, she walked towards the woman thinking it best to ask her.
-Harry Potter
Harry, Hermonine, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley ran up to the portal.
"Blimey mum! We have ten minutes! Why'd we have to run?" panted Fred.
"Because ten minutes isn't much time and I still need to give you your sandwiches," she started passing out the small bundles. Harry pushed his trunk aside and put his hands on his knees catching his breath. When he looked up he saw a tall girl with long brown hair walking toward them.
She strolled straight up to Mrs. Weasley and asked pointing at the portal wall, "Hello, Ma'am but is this the portal to platform nine and three quarters?"
"Yes, it is. Are-" but before she could get another word out the girl said, "thank you," and walked straight at the wall, disappearing. Harry and Ron looked at each other.
"Who was that?" Ron said staring after her.
Harry shook his head, "I dunno,"
"If you are though staring at the air she walks through I'd like to go now." Hermonine cut in. Ron and Harry both ignored this.
"Do you think she'll be in our year, Harry?"
"I don't know, she looked around our age," they started grabbing their stuff and leaned casually on the barrier. They fell through on to the platform. People rushed around doing last minutes things. Fred and George saw their friend Lee Jordan and went after him. Harry, Ron and Hermonine put their trunks away. Ron and Hermonine started to go look for an empty compartment.
"Coming Harry?" Hermonine asked.
"Yeah, in a minute," Harry looked over and saw the girl shoving her trunk into a space, "I'll be right back." Hermonine looked at Ron but he shrugged and turned walking down the aisle.
Harry walked over to the girl and asked, "Need some help?" She looked over at him for the first time and he noticed she had bright blue eyes and freckles going over the bridge of her nose.
She smiled, "Not anymore," she shoved her trunk up into the compartment, "Thanks for asking though," she turned walking down aisle, "See you later!" Harry was stunned that she had not stopped and stared at him, but said a few quick words and left. Usually people stopped, stared, and started conversations with him. But this girl barely looked at him and walked away. It was a strange sensation for him. He walked down the corridor finding Ron and Hermonine.
"What were you doing Harry?" Hermonine said as he came into the room.
"I went to go see if that girl needed any help with her trunk, but apparently she didn't," he said sitting down.
"What is she like?" Ron said leaning over.
"She was nice.but different. She didn't need any help and walked away before I could say a word," Harry said.
"Really.wow," Ron gasped.
"She had an accent too, American. I think,"
"She's probably in the exchange program the school is participating in this year," Hermonine said,
"Students are coming from all over the world to study a year at Hogwarts."
-Jessica
She sat in the empty compartment at the end of the train. The scenery outside was beautiful, so Jessica was looking out the window most of the trip. When the lunch trolley came around she bought a small lunch and continued to stare out the window. As she started to draw the landscape her compartment door opened and the smug looking boy entered flanked by the two large boys she saw earlier.
The boy put on a lazy smile and said, "I don't believe we've met before, I'm Draco Malfoy, and these are my friends Crabbe and Goyle" he said pointing to the two behind him. Then he held out his hand. She glanced down at it thinking quickly, 'Smug look.seems nice enough.spoiled brat.cute enough.' She smiled and shook his hand, "I'm Jessica, Jessica Freedman." He sat down in the seat next to her.
"So, are you in the exchange program?"
"Yeah, I'm from America,"
"America, huh," his face slid into a smug look, "What year are you in?"
"Fifth year, but my school didn't have years, we had grades. Do you know much about the houses at Hogwarts?"
He frowned, the change was dramatic, lazy and spoiled to dark and evil, "Gryffindors are showoffs, who think they are so great, Hufflepuffs are weak, and Ravenclaws are a bunch of clever gits. Slytherin is the house you want to be in. It's the right side to be on, and I'm in Slytherin."
She raised her eyebrows, "I see, do Slytherins have any fun?" she smirked.
"Of course," his face slid into a smirk also, "Unless you don't like making certain people's lives miserable."
"Sounds like fun, if it's the right people," she said thinking making this Draco Malfoy's life miserable would be enormous of fun.
'Teasing the bully always is' she thought.
a/n writing again.la la.have headache now.
The Artist
-Jessica Freedman
As she sat looking out her window Jessica Freedman wondered how muggles could stand sitting for hours at a time in the tiny airplane seats! She was on her way from America to England. Her father felt that her school, Broxing Academy of Wizardry, wasn't rising to his standards. So he had enrolled Jessie in an exchange program, and that's where she was now. on her way to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Jessie was uncomfortable the entire flight but made up for it by complaining to the stewardess.
She did things like:
"Excuse me, can I have another soda?" That made seven cans.
"Will you get my bag from above?"
Five seconds later.
"Okay, I'm done with it now,"
"Are we there yet?"
"How long before we get there?"
"How many miles have we traveled?"
"What's your IQ?"
"Did you complete high school?"
"Is this your full time job? Or is it for the extra money?"
"Do you live in a poor house?" after that one the stewardess stormed off not coming back. Jessica laughed the rest of the trip wondering why she bothered coming back after the five 'are we there yet?'s. Finally the plane arrived at the airport. She was still giggling when she caught a cab. When she arrived at the train station the giggles finally subsided. Jessica lugged herself through the people looking for the portal to platform nine and three quarters. She situated her stuff in a corner then let out her cat, Deus, who jumped on her shoulder. She had plenty of time before the train left so she sat down taking out her sketchpad and pencil and started drawing. A boy with white blonde hair slugged his stuff out into the middle of the walkway and started tapping his foot.
'Spoiled brat, I bet,' Jessica thought and then smiled, 'too bad, he's cute,' she noticed he had and eagle owl and a trunk, 'I wonder if he is going to Hogwarts.' she shrugged and started to sketch a picture of the boy. As Jessica was adding the finer details a man, woman, and a house elf walked up to him. The house elf had a large hat and gloves on to cover its ears and hands. The three spoke briefly then the luggage was dumped on the house elf. The family walked away while the house elf pushed the trunk off of it and followed slowly dragging the luggage. Jessica shook her head adding the finishing touches to her drawing. For the next ten minutes she drew various people. Some she suspected going to Hogwarts: a boy with dreadlocks and a spider; a round nervous looking boy; a stuck up girl like the blonde boy; two rather dull looking boys, big in height and width. But she also drew ordinary muggles. At fifteen 'til a large group of people came rushing passed; four boys, two girls and a woman hurrying after them. Three of the boys and one of the girls all had red hair. The other girl had frizzy brown hair and the boy had messy black hair and glasses. There were two owls and a cat. Jessica decided that it was time to get on the train and these people would know where and how. She put her sketch pad away and put Deus back in his cage. Her cart squeaked as Jessie walked hurriedly after the group. As she caught up, out of breath, she walked towards the woman thinking it best to ask her.
-Harry Potter
Harry, Hermonine, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley ran up to the portal.
"Blimey mum! We have ten minutes! Why'd we have to run?" panted Fred.
"Because ten minutes isn't much time and I still need to give you your sandwiches," she started passing out the small bundles. Harry pushed his trunk aside and put his hands on his knees catching his breath. When he looked up he saw a tall girl with long brown hair walking toward them.
She strolled straight up to Mrs. Weasley and asked pointing at the portal wall, "Hello, Ma'am but is this the portal to platform nine and three quarters?"
"Yes, it is. Are-" but before she could get another word out the girl said, "thank you," and walked straight at the wall, disappearing. Harry and Ron looked at each other.
"Who was that?" Ron said staring after her.
Harry shook his head, "I dunno,"
"If you are though staring at the air she walks through I'd like to go now." Hermonine cut in. Ron and Harry both ignored this.
"Do you think she'll be in our year, Harry?"
"I don't know, she looked around our age," they started grabbing their stuff and leaned casually on the barrier. They fell through on to the platform. People rushed around doing last minutes things. Fred and George saw their friend Lee Jordan and went after him. Harry, Ron and Hermonine put their trunks away. Ron and Hermonine started to go look for an empty compartment.
"Coming Harry?" Hermonine asked.
"Yeah, in a minute," Harry looked over and saw the girl shoving her trunk into a space, "I'll be right back." Hermonine looked at Ron but he shrugged and turned walking down the aisle.
Harry walked over to the girl and asked, "Need some help?" She looked over at him for the first time and he noticed she had bright blue eyes and freckles going over the bridge of her nose.
She smiled, "Not anymore," she shoved her trunk up into the compartment, "Thanks for asking though," she turned walking down aisle, "See you later!" Harry was stunned that she had not stopped and stared at him, but said a few quick words and left. Usually people stopped, stared, and started conversations with him. But this girl barely looked at him and walked away. It was a strange sensation for him. He walked down the corridor finding Ron and Hermonine.
"What were you doing Harry?" Hermonine said as he came into the room.
"I went to go see if that girl needed any help with her trunk, but apparently she didn't," he said sitting down.
"What is she like?" Ron said leaning over.
"She was nice.but different. She didn't need any help and walked away before I could say a word," Harry said.
"Really.wow," Ron gasped.
"She had an accent too, American. I think,"
"She's probably in the exchange program the school is participating in this year," Hermonine said,
"Students are coming from all over the world to study a year at Hogwarts."
-Jessica
She sat in the empty compartment at the end of the train. The scenery outside was beautiful, so Jessica was looking out the window most of the trip. When the lunch trolley came around she bought a small lunch and continued to stare out the window. As she started to draw the landscape her compartment door opened and the smug looking boy entered flanked by the two large boys she saw earlier.
The boy put on a lazy smile and said, "I don't believe we've met before, I'm Draco Malfoy, and these are my friends Crabbe and Goyle" he said pointing to the two behind him. Then he held out his hand. She glanced down at it thinking quickly, 'Smug look.seems nice enough.spoiled brat.cute enough.' She smiled and shook his hand, "I'm Jessica, Jessica Freedman." He sat down in the seat next to her.
"So, are you in the exchange program?"
"Yeah, I'm from America,"
"America, huh," his face slid into a smug look, "What year are you in?"
"Fifth year, but my school didn't have years, we had grades. Do you know much about the houses at Hogwarts?"
He frowned, the change was dramatic, lazy and spoiled to dark and evil, "Gryffindors are showoffs, who think they are so great, Hufflepuffs are weak, and Ravenclaws are a bunch of clever gits. Slytherin is the house you want to be in. It's the right side to be on, and I'm in Slytherin."
She raised her eyebrows, "I see, do Slytherins have any fun?" she smirked.
"Of course," his face slid into a smirk also, "Unless you don't like making certain people's lives miserable."
"Sounds like fun, if it's the right people," she said thinking making this Draco Malfoy's life miserable would be enormous of fun.
'Teasing the bully always is' she thought.
a/n writing again.la la.have headache now.