Mcgonagle Gets the Prophesy
Chapter 4
Getting Ready
Dumbledore thought for a minute, "You were right about what, Lilly, dear?"
"About judging by the trace not working completely and probably about other things as well. Look!" she held out the match, "I was teaching her the match to needle transfiguration spell and she did this on her second try, with my wand. We know she is powerful at least if she can get this far with someone else's wand. You know wand lore."
"Well, Mrs. Granger, will you please show me? I am afraid that even though I believe Lilly that I need proof from you and random other 'muggles' to set new laws in motion."
Jane nodded, took a fresh match from Lilly and began the spell again.
This time, unbelievably Jane turned the match completely into a needle.
Dumbledore, Lilly and the people who had gathered around to watch were shocked.
"Mrs. Potter you will be her teacher, take her and her family to Diagon Ally.
When the four finally got back from their little shopping trip, the adults started lesson one.
Jane awoke the next morning, and refused to open her eyes. She did not want to lose the dream it had been a good one, it included magic, and broomsticks, and war, and schooling, and children, oh and complexities in the government. It was perfect for her taste, she loved things like that.
Suddenly she felt a stream of water hit her from chest down.
She opened her eyes, "you have got to teach me that spell."
Lilly giggled.
Jane yawned "So I guess it wasn't a dream after all,"
Lilly laughed, "I thought that too the day after I was first told I was a witch."
"You weren't raises by wizards, but you're so powerful?" Jane was shocked.
"Didn't I already tell you that it doesn't matter who your parents were?"
"Yes, but it's still amazing."
Lilly looked outraged, "no it's not! That's what this whole war is about." She looked like she was about to cry.
"I am sorry I am thinking about muggle science, not magic"
"Yeah I know I used to want to be a scientist but it is kind of hard now that I know I am a witch." At this point the tears started to fall. "Anyway there will be more opportunities later, you me and the other women are going to meet in an hour in the library. I am going on a coffee run and would like you to come. I will be back in 30 minutes so be ready by then.
Half an hour later Lilly knocked on the door to Jane's bedroom. Jane opened it with a very full backpack on her shoulder.
"What is in the back pack?" questioned Lilly.
"Planning supplies."
