Here is chapter 7, I'm feeling a little excited. Well anyway you need to read and review,read and review. That way you get more stories and more chapters. Oh by the way! There will be a special thanks to Native Kitten for the review. Even if it was a little grrr. xD it got her another chapter though.Anyway, on with the story.
Thunder rolled and lightning cracked across the sky.Rain could be heard making the traditional pitter patter on the roof of the acient castle. A groggy teen stretched her arms above her head and yawned. The ever so common case of bed hair could be seen on her head. Our grouchy teen was none other then Jade. Little did she know that today would be one she would never forget for years to come. She stretched out her aching muscles as she reached for her wand on the nightstand. Jade pointed the wand to her nappy hair and muttered only two words.
"Brusilla instaticula."
She couldn't say she wasn't happy that morning. It was Saturday and her muscles were sore from quidditch practice. The feeling of accomplishment was still in her spirit as the spell did its magic. Her black hair hung down around her shoulders. Merriment could be seen within her crimson eyes that rainy morning. Today was the day that she was going to Hogsmead with George. Excitement pooled in the bottom of her stomach till she thought it would bubble over. She silently tip toed over to her trunk at the foot of the bed, so she wouldn't wake Luna, who happen to snoring away in the bed next to her.
Jade was surprised to find that Dumbledore had a trunk filled with all her things from home. It was enough to bring tears to her eyes. There was never a single person who had as much for her as Albus had. In fact it was kind of eerie. She couldn't help but feel that there was something that was going to happen that she wouldn't be able to control. That something seemed to be connected to Harry. Jade was never really a clairvoyant like some witches in her family. Just one other reason that her mother was so very disappointed in her. She had never shown the talent for it. However, there were times when she would get a feeling in the back of her mind. This feeling let her know on certain days when something huge was about to happen. Today she got that feeling. This time it was bad.
She tried to shake this feeling off as she pulled a green long sleeved turtle neck. She pulled the turtle neck over her and reached into the trunk again. This time pulling out a black mini skirt. She wanted to try and look her best today. It was only the second time she had been on a date with anyone. Her last date had been William. William willocks. That was a name she would never forget as long as she lived. William had been a death eater. Jade shook her head back and forth quickly. She would not look back today. Today was going to be a good day.
Jade had used her magic to its fullest today. She had charmed her eyelids to glitter and her lips to shine. She even cast a windolin charm on her hair. So that when she walked it billowed behind her. Sure muggles had their makeup, but it could never compare to a witches magic. She made her way to the huge oak doors. George stood there in a red and gray sweater and jeans. Jade couldn't help the blush that spread across her cheeks as he stared at her.
"Bloody hell...you...look..."
George couldn't seem to find the words as his ears turned red. Jade giggled. It would seem the ear thing ran in the family. George grabbed her hand in his and gave her his famous grin.
"Dashing. Simply dashing."
Jade laughed.
"I think that would better describe you."
It was George's turn to laugh. He shook his head.
"Well lets get the show on the road shall we?"
George offered his hand to Jade. Smiling she laced her fingers with his. Her heart thumped violently against her chest. They were almost out the door when they both heard that noise. That noise was so familiar to Jade now. The very noise that sentenced her to her detention. For some strange reason a feeling of sudden dread fell onto her shoulders as she turned around. Just as she thought. It was Professor Umbridge. The tiny plump toad cleared her throat again. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes Jade spoke.
"Yes professor?"
Said toad lifted her clip board and quill.
"I believe Miss Winslet, that the rules state that the permission slip must be signed by your parents before you may go to hogsmead on the weekends."
Jade felt her heart fall into the pit of her stomach. She looked to George. Her date with him had been completly ruined. Professor Umbridge gave her that sickening,wrinkled, bubble gum pink smile that spelled disaster.
"I'm afraid...seeing as how you and your family are not speaking...you can't go."
Jade had large intake of breath at the mention of her family. She quickly snapped her head toward George. The last thing she wanted was to explain such a story. From the looks of it...she was fine for now. However, it would seem that Umbridge had other plans.
"Seeing as how they don't approve of deatheaters in their family."
George quickly dropped Jade's hand. Jade looked to George with desperation.
"George no I'm no-"
"I mean I can only imagine if a child of mine was in Azkaban."
Jade whipped out her wand and spun on the toad. Her crimson eyes showing obvious rage.
"STUPE-"
Once again she was cut off. This time by Dumbledore laying a hand on her shoulder. Jade looked up at the head master. Tears were pricking at the corner of her eyes. The pain was back and she couldn't get it to leave. She didn't do it. Why didn't people understand that?
"I believe, Professor, that talking about a students personal life is out of bounds."
George was looking at Jade like she had grown a second head. Jade could not have felt worse as she did at that moment. A secret she had been hiding was breaking through the surface. Dumbledore and Professor Umbridge took their fight to his office. Jade fell to her knees in the middle of the great hall. The pain gripping at her heart was becoming to much for her. Things seemed to be going all to hell right there in front of her eyes. She should of known that things would end up this way. She felt someone touch her shoulder. Wiping the tears away from her cheeks she looked up at George.
"What did she mean by all that?"
Jade took in a deep breath and stood up from her place on the ground.
"I think its about time that I told you why I'm really at hogwarts George."
George crossed his arms over his chest. The look he gave her would of killed her if it could. Jade felt like the convict on trial once again. She hated that feeling. She wondered if George would be one the few that would believe her. There was only one way to find out. Jade took a deep breath as she began her tale. The memory fresh in her mind.
It was snowing outside that morning. The sun was hidden by clouds and the air was freezing. The weather itself should of been an omen for the young Jade. She had just turned ten yesterday. She was currently in her room playing with the pet niffler her father had bought her for her birthday. It was chilly and she quickly got bored with the tiny creature. She walked over to the white nightstand next to her king sized bed. She opened the top drawer looking for her wand. Jade was confused. It wasn't there. She thought about it for a minute and thought maybe her sister knew where it was.
She had used her wand yesterday to do charms with William. William. Her cheeks turned red thinking about him. Her sister katrina told her it was only a childhood crush and that she should just forget about him. Jade didn't want to though. William was a tenanent that her father and mother let move in to help take care of the families hippogriffs. She formed a crush on him as soon as she saw him. It was something about his black shoulder length hair and deep blue eyes that she loved. She was only ten and William was nearly seventeen, of course if her parents found out they would make him leave. So naturally the only one she told was her sister.
She finally reached her sisters room at the other end of the hallway. Something was off though. Her bedroom door was left ajar. Katrina was especially anal about her privacy. So it was almost never open. A feeling welled in the pit of Jades stomach as she peered in the crack of the of doorway. What she witnessed in there she knew she would never forget.
William was kissing her sister. Jades little heart shattered into little pieces and tears silently rolled down her cheeks. She was about to run when she noticed something odd. William had her wand. Jade knew he had a wand of his own... so why did he have hers? She leaned a little closer. That's when his sleeve rolled back and she saw it. The dark mark. He was a death eater! She turned to run when those fatal words that would change her life forever reached her ears.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A flash of green enveloped the hallway and she heard her sister scream. The body fell to the floor with a sickening thud and Jade could feel the bile rise in her throat. She turned on her little feet and took off down the hallway and slid down the banister of the stairs so she would reach the kitchen faster. She felt large hands grab her and wrestle her to the ground. It was William. She screamed as loud as her tiny lungs would let her.
Her mother and father came running around the corner, wand drawn and at the ready. Jade struggled to get free but William held steady, his hand over her mouth, she couldn't speak.
"She killed her sister! I took her wand so she couldn't kill me too!" William shouted. He looked half crazed.
Jade got her mouth free long enough to scream one sentence.
"He's lying!"
Her mother held her hand to her chest. She quickly took off up the stairs to see what was not a lie.
Jade's father pointed his wand directly at William.
"Let go of my daughter!"
William quickly got off of her and she stood and rand to hide behind her father. A heart wrenching scream reached her ears. It was her mothers.
"NOOOOOOOO!!"
It was after that cry that she was automatically condemned for something she didn't do.
Jades parents had her wand examined and of course the curse was found. However, there was no proof that she was the one who casted it. The ministry gave her a trial. Though she had no evidence to prove she was innocent. Therefore they found her guilty and threw her into Azkaban for the rest of her life until further notice. The Daily prophet was all over the trial. Especially that ugly beetle Rite Skeeter. Years passed and soon everyone forgot about the ten year old girl who killed her sister.
Jade finished her story and waited for George to say something. Anyting. But nothing came. She felt tears prick the corners of her eyes as the silence carried to her ears. She should of known. Her own parents didn't believe her. So why should George. However, all thoughts erased from her mind as she felt someone embrace her. Her eyes widened for a moment from shock. Soon she relaxed when she realized that he did believe her. Finally someone who listened and possibly understood.
George suddenly pulled away and she felt cold. He lifted her face by her chin to look him straight in the eyes.
"We should go somewhere more private to finish this conversation." He whispered.
He reached for her hand, lacing her fingers with he lead her away from the great hall to what looked like an empty hall way. He let go of her hand and she instantly missed the warmth it provided. Goerge began to pace back and forth in front of a blank wall. Jade had to admit. Even in the wizarding world...this looked odd.
"George...?"
Suddenly a door appeared where there was none. She couldn't help but feel a little surprise. Hogwarts truly was an amazing place to be. George once again clasped her hand.
Suddenly a door appeared where there was none. She coudln't help but feel a little surprise. Hogwarts truly was an amazing place to be. George once again clasped her hand, this time leading her into the doorway. Inside was a fireplace, a couch, and a table with a couple of butterbeers on it. Jade looked at the room in wonder. She turned her gaze to George.
He smiled at her. His eyes sparkling.
"Here we have a little more privacy." He said softly pulling her over to the couch. He sat and pulled her over to his side. Reaching over to the table he handed her a butterbeer.
"Please...I want to hear more." He whispered.
TBC!!
MWAHAHAHA!! I'm cruel. I had to end it here though. Because the reason I have not been updated much is due to the fact that I'm ill. I've been to the hospital and the medicine messes with my head. So if I were to write another chapter it would more then likely result in something random and irelevant. I'm sure you don't want to see that. Anyways, I will try to get more chapters out there. I really enjoy writing this story and would hate to let go forgotten out of nowhere. But more reviews result in more stories and chapters! Remember that. Now, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!
