Which house should Jamille get sorted into?
Or should she get her own house?
I laid down in the little clearing, the grass was damp, the little pond was still as a mirror and the trees looked sinister as the breeze caught the branches. It was dark, cold and I could hear small animals wander and rattle all around me. It was acually quite eery, but I liked it, I just see it as mystic and intriguing.
Nobody would disturb me here, I thought as I opened my letter.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Jamille L. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1.
We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
This was a low and poor joke, even by the standar of the Dursleys.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set of glass or crystal phials
1 telescope set
1 brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad
(They can bring a Familiar, if they have)
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Atteadant of Witchcraft Provisions
How in Dudleys pink, fairy boxers did the Dursleys know I had dreams of Magic?
I`ve certainly never told anyone (Except maybe Felix, but he dosn`t count).
Maybe I talked in my sleep?
Yeah, that had to be it.
I scoffed down at the letter and threw it in the little pond I lie beside.
It just sank down to the bottom, it didn`t even look like it became wet!
I sighed and started on my way to the cupboard.
The entrance door was locked and it hang a note on it:
To the devil`s spawn
Since you was so rude and ran away without cleaning
the kitchen and doing the rest of your chores, you
can sleep outside tonight.
PS. Don`t let the neighbours see you.
I rolled my eyes and willed the door to open.
Then I walked silently into my cupboard, took all my belongings (Which I always had ready in a backpack) and stole a pack of biscuits, a red carpet and two coke`s from the kitchen and the carpet from the attic.
Munching on the green apple I had taken on my way out of the house, I walked back to the clearing.
It was just as I left it.
I laid the carpet on the ground and sat down on top of it, it was so big I could roll it around me, like a sleeping bag.
I soon fell to sleep, picking on a bright, green, grass straw.
Not noticing the creature watching over me.
Yawning, I turned on the carpet I laied on, I felt strangley warm on my right side, but as I turned it became cold.
Opening my eyes and sniffing I turned to my left.
"AAARRRRRGG!", I screamed as the dog beside me licked my face.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL, DOG!", I screamed as I understod that it probably wouldn`t kill me. (If you didn`t count licking to Death)
The dog was huge, black and had inteligent grey-blue eyes, it looked like it hadn`t eaten in at least 10 years and not had a bath either!
I looked closer at the big mut, who had stopped licking me.
Where had I seen it before...
Big, black, grey-blue eyes...
Was that - no, it couldn`t be!
"PADFOOT!?", I exclaimed/asked.
The dogs eyes widened and it looked like it was going to burst with happines.
The dog turned into an extreamly skinny, shaggy man with pale skin, grey-blue eyes and long wavy black hair.
He looked like he once was handsome, but his features was slightly hollow, his eyes glinted as a huge grin broke out on his face.
"You remember me?", he asked gleefully, eyeing me as thought I was a long lost loved friend.
"Your my godfather, or should I say dogfather. You were my dads and uncle moony`s best friend - Your magical... But thats all dreams!", I told him.
His smile turned into a frown, "Well, I feel rather real... How can you remember so much?... Why do you think it`s all dreams?", he asked.
"Because... Magic isn`t real and your defintly magical and if you are real, that means Moony is real and if you both are real, that would mean I would og to either of you, and not the Dursleys... and if not that you would defintly send me letters!", I answered him.
He looked angry at first, after that pained, horrified and then his exprecion turned determinded and his eyes fierce.
"You say that Magic isn`t real? How do you explain that I turned to a dog?", he asked looking intently at me.
"... You are just one more of my weird dreams, you`re not real!"
"But your not sleeping", he said camly.
I pinched my shoulder to check if I slept or if he was realy real.
"Ouch!", That realy hurt, "If you are real and Magic is real... You are my godfather, so why did I have to live with the Dursleys of all pepole? Why didn`t I live with you - if you realy is my godfather it is your responsebility to take care of me if my parents die, which they did", I accused him.
Padfoot got an unreadable expresion on his face and his eyes lost their fierceness, they looked almost broken as he stared at something only he could see.
"I couldn`t take care of you, wasn`t allowed. I got framed by Peter"-
"Pettigrew or wormtail for my parents murder", I finnished for him, remembering on of my dreams.
He looked disbelievingly at me.
"You remember?", he asked me, "Yeah I remember a pale man casting a green light at me, to you sending me of with a giant whose name is Hagrid. I always wake up after he takes me", I said, looking at my hands, so I didn`t see his face.
"Oh... Well I ran after Peter for revenge, but he shot a spell at a gass pipe or the like and killed twelve muggles"- "What is a muggle?", I asked.
"Erm, a non-magical person", he answered, "And he cut of his finger, screaming bloody murder at me for betraying James and Lily", He sneered, " Then he turned into a rat and the Aurors, magical policemen", he said at my curious expresion, "sent me to Azkaban, the second most high-security wizard prison in the world. I`m the first ever to escape it", He said, looking quite uncomfortable he contiuned, "I came to ask if you wanted to live with me. Maybe we can even convince Moony that I am innocent!", He said nervously.
"Are you asking me to move from the Dursleys to live with a convicted high-security mass-murderer on the run and maybe convince his werewolf frienf of his innocent?", I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You don`t have to! I understand if you would like to live with your aunt and uncle insted of me", he said quickly.
"I would love to live with you!", I smiled warmly at him.
Padfoot gave me a bearh hug and I almosr flinched, before relaxing, if not a bit stiff at the unfamiliar, yet welcome gesture. I could smell the grim and dirt at his skin and clothes, but ignored it as a few tears escaped my eyes.
My dreams were real and my biggest wish - that Padfoot, Moony or some other relative would save me from the Dursleys - became true that night.
I heard Padfoot sniff and saw him have tears in his eyes as well.
Laughing at the unbelivable situation I asked him, "Are we going soon?",
"Yes, we just need to get the rest of your stuff",
"Erm... This is all my possessions...", I said awkwardly.
"THATS ALL?!",