For the most part, the term passed uneventfully for Jamie. She spent much of her time talking with friends, or helping Fred and George plot their next prank. Ron had been sorted in to Gryffindor, along with his now fast becoming best friend, Harry Potter. Jamie had shared several conversations with the boy-who-lived, but avoided any topics that could cause discomfort. She knew what it was like, having black hair and all. Most of her relatives would make at least one comment each on the different color of her hair, as if it offended them. Not that she was comparing her hair problems to his horrible story, but she knew what it was like… on a much smaller scale.
Christmas had snuck up very quickly on her this year. Her parents were visiting Charlie in Romania, so the rest of the Weasly gang (besides Bill) had stayed at Hogwarts over the holidays. She had gotten her traditional Blue knit sweater with a large gold 'J' on the front, Jamie smiled and slid it on knowing that her twins would also be getting matching sweaters. Wearing them, was one of the only times that Jamie felt like she really was their triplet. As if the woven sweaters showed to the outside world that yes, she was a triplet. She finished opening the rest of her gifts. A ruin symbol Bill thought she would like, and some pressed flowers from Charlie. They smelled fragrant in the dorm room, and it made her smile. She hadn't seen Charlie in two years, and she missed her favorite brother dearly. She always felt like she had a connection with him that she didn't share with the rest. Under Charlie's packet, there was a small brow parcel. There was a card on top of it, addressed to Anna. Jamie felt the hairs on her arms stand on end, and a shudder ran through her body. She hadn't thought about the man with the cane, or the dream since that day. She'd tried not to. She looked around, to check and see if the room was empty. It was, of course. None of her roommates had stayed over the break. She took the envelope of the card, and turned it over. It was blank except for the four-letter word. She frowned. How had the elves known to give it to her if there was no address? Not to mention that it was addressed to the wrong person. Unless… someone had been in here last night. The thought made her shudder. She opened the card, hoping it was just her nerves. She gave her head a shake, and ripped open the envelope.
Anna,
The time of truth draws nearer still. But for now, only accept this gift as a token of my affection I wish for you to think of me as a father figure in the future, and a desire for you to find solace in the truth.
Merry Christmas.
We shall see each other soon.
LM
Jamie narrowed her eyes at the last line. "Like hell they would see each other soon!" she thought spitefully. She balled the paper up, and chucked it into her trunk, along with the parcel, unopened.
The rest of the holidays passed without disturbance, and Jamie settled once again into the daily routine of life. The rest of the year followed, with the only remarkable thing happening was Harry's encounter with you-know whom.