Jack Thompson wiped the dust off the cash register. He sighed as he
looked out the window of the tiny store where he worked over the summer
months. He lived in a small magic-only community, and it was very boring.
It was another humid summer day, the heat drifting in through the open
window, dusting the whole store with a blanket of damp heat.
Jack snapped out of his thoughts when a girl snapped her fingers in front of his face. She looks just like me! He thought to himself. She had blonde hair, icy blue eyes, and a dimple right underneath the corner of mouth that showed up when she smiled.
"Jack, how do you do?" she asked him.
"How do you know my name?" was his reply.
"I know everything about you, Jack Nicholas Thompson. Right down to the birthmark on your ankle," she said smoothly. She pulled down her socks to reveal a birthmark on her leg, shaped like a wave. Jack gasped. He had a birthmark like that too, shaped like a curled wave, only his was on the opposite leg.
"How.how did you know about that?" Jack was starting to get scared. This girl.she looked just like him, and she knew everything about him. Was she stalking him?
"Did your mother ever tell you why you don't have a father? Didn't you ever see letters in the mail from a Jocelyn Thompson? Didn't you ever see pictures of a redheaded man and a blonde girl?" She asked him. Her eyes searched his intently.
"Yeah.yeah, I remember my mom not telling me why my dad doesn't live with us. And I remember the letters and pictures. But what does that have to do with anything?" Things were beginning to fall into place, but he didn't want to admit it.
"Jack, we're twins," she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "We're the offspring of two of the most powerful people in the magic world. And there's a boy named Harry Potter, (of course you know who that is) that needs our help. Get your wand, and let's go."
"Thaddeus, you have proved to be very useful. I knew I had done well when I picked you. Now, tell me everything you know about this little girlfriend of Harry Potter's."
Voldemort had taunted Thaddeus every chance he got. It was true, him and Hermione had had a relationship before she left for school. He always had felt very close to her. It totally changed everything know that he knew that she came here. And it scared him, because when he saw her that day, he knew that he still loved her. But, obviously, her heart belonged to Harry, and there was nothing he could do to change that. But he had to stop Voldemort from hurting her, he would do anything to keep her safe.
"Hermione.if only you knew!" He said softly to himself.
Voldemort laughed. "You love the girl that belongs to Harry, don't you, boy?" he asked Thaddeus.
There wasn't any point in lying, Voldemort could sense Thaddeus's thoughts. He sighed before he let anything come out. "Yes, I do."
He laughed again. "Good. This is getting interesting."
"Please don't hurt her, please! I swear, I'll do anything else, but don't hurt Hermione!! My life will be worthless without her, now that I know that she's here!" Thaddeus said outloud.
"What exactly would you do? Anything?" Thaddeus gulped. He hadn't really meant that, but he couldn't take it back now.
"W-Well...not anything.." he stammered.
"Why don't you wait and see what I have in mind, boy?" Voldemort said.
"What exactly would that be?" Thaddeus asked.
"Just wait, boy. You'll see in good time," he replied. Voldemort laughed, and Thaddeus shook. He didn't want to hurt anybody, but he still loved Hermoine, and he didn't want to lose her.
He was torn, and it was killing him.
Hermione's heart started beating faster. She was searching everywhere for Harry, and she couldn't find him. She had raced down the Potions corridor, down the Charms isle, and searched in empty classrooms. She was going to go to the Astronomy decks when she heard voices behind her. Did they just say Harry's name? She slowed down to catch snippets of their conversation.
"Yeah, Kathi really likes Harry. She thinks he likes her too, ya know? He's a helper in her Transfiguration class, and she said yesterday that he was really flirting with her! I think she's got a definite chance with him," one of the voices said.
"Seriously, Taylor?" replied the other voice.
"Yeah, but I mean you know, he does have that dorky girlfriend. I'll admit, that Helen or whatever her name is, she is really good looking, but she's a total bookworm and Kathi is SO much more Harry's type!" Taylor said.
Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She whirled around to face Taylor Chavez and Shavannah Carson, two fourth year Hufflepuffs. "First of all, Taylor, it's not HELEN, it's HERMIONE. I am NOT dorky, and my life does not revolve around books. You shouldn't make assumptions before you even know people! Oh yes, and if KATHI is so much more Harry's type, then why doesn't she have him already?!" She said hotly. Taylor and Shavannah looked greatly surprised. Hermione could tell that they weren't expecting her to turn around and tell them off. "Do we have an agreement, girls?" She asked them.
"Yeah, sure, whatever, Hermione," Taylor said. Her cheeks flushed red as she turned around. "Lets so, Shavannah," she called back.
"S-sorry, Hermione. I don't agree with everything that Taylor said, okay?" Shavannah said. She smiled at Hermoine, then turned around and ran off to catch up with Taylor.
Hermione was pleased with herself. She smiled privately as she watched Taylor's back moving further and further away. But she couldn't ignore the nagging at the back of her mind. Did Harry really flirt with this Kathi girl? Maybe Hermione had some competition. No, she told herself. Harry loves me, he said so! But still, the little voice taunted her. "No!" she said outloud.
But she had her doubts.
Jack snapped out of his thoughts when a girl snapped her fingers in front of his face. She looks just like me! He thought to himself. She had blonde hair, icy blue eyes, and a dimple right underneath the corner of mouth that showed up when she smiled.
"Jack, how do you do?" she asked him.
"How do you know my name?" was his reply.
"I know everything about you, Jack Nicholas Thompson. Right down to the birthmark on your ankle," she said smoothly. She pulled down her socks to reveal a birthmark on her leg, shaped like a wave. Jack gasped. He had a birthmark like that too, shaped like a curled wave, only his was on the opposite leg.
"How.how did you know about that?" Jack was starting to get scared. This girl.she looked just like him, and she knew everything about him. Was she stalking him?
"Did your mother ever tell you why you don't have a father? Didn't you ever see letters in the mail from a Jocelyn Thompson? Didn't you ever see pictures of a redheaded man and a blonde girl?" She asked him. Her eyes searched his intently.
"Yeah.yeah, I remember my mom not telling me why my dad doesn't live with us. And I remember the letters and pictures. But what does that have to do with anything?" Things were beginning to fall into place, but he didn't want to admit it.
"Jack, we're twins," she said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "We're the offspring of two of the most powerful people in the magic world. And there's a boy named Harry Potter, (of course you know who that is) that needs our help. Get your wand, and let's go."
"Thaddeus, you have proved to be very useful. I knew I had done well when I picked you. Now, tell me everything you know about this little girlfriend of Harry Potter's."
Voldemort had taunted Thaddeus every chance he got. It was true, him and Hermione had had a relationship before she left for school. He always had felt very close to her. It totally changed everything know that he knew that she came here. And it scared him, because when he saw her that day, he knew that he still loved her. But, obviously, her heart belonged to Harry, and there was nothing he could do to change that. But he had to stop Voldemort from hurting her, he would do anything to keep her safe.
"Hermione.if only you knew!" He said softly to himself.
Voldemort laughed. "You love the girl that belongs to Harry, don't you, boy?" he asked Thaddeus.
There wasn't any point in lying, Voldemort could sense Thaddeus's thoughts. He sighed before he let anything come out. "Yes, I do."
He laughed again. "Good. This is getting interesting."
"Please don't hurt her, please! I swear, I'll do anything else, but don't hurt Hermione!! My life will be worthless without her, now that I know that she's here!" Thaddeus said outloud.
"What exactly would you do? Anything?" Thaddeus gulped. He hadn't really meant that, but he couldn't take it back now.
"W-Well...not anything.." he stammered.
"Why don't you wait and see what I have in mind, boy?" Voldemort said.
"What exactly would that be?" Thaddeus asked.
"Just wait, boy. You'll see in good time," he replied. Voldemort laughed, and Thaddeus shook. He didn't want to hurt anybody, but he still loved Hermoine, and he didn't want to lose her.
He was torn, and it was killing him.
Hermione's heart started beating faster. She was searching everywhere for Harry, and she couldn't find him. She had raced down the Potions corridor, down the Charms isle, and searched in empty classrooms. She was going to go to the Astronomy decks when she heard voices behind her. Did they just say Harry's name? She slowed down to catch snippets of their conversation.
"Yeah, Kathi really likes Harry. She thinks he likes her too, ya know? He's a helper in her Transfiguration class, and she said yesterday that he was really flirting with her! I think she's got a definite chance with him," one of the voices said.
"Seriously, Taylor?" replied the other voice.
"Yeah, but I mean you know, he does have that dorky girlfriend. I'll admit, that Helen or whatever her name is, she is really good looking, but she's a total bookworm and Kathi is SO much more Harry's type!" Taylor said.
Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She whirled around to face Taylor Chavez and Shavannah Carson, two fourth year Hufflepuffs. "First of all, Taylor, it's not HELEN, it's HERMIONE. I am NOT dorky, and my life does not revolve around books. You shouldn't make assumptions before you even know people! Oh yes, and if KATHI is so much more Harry's type, then why doesn't she have him already?!" She said hotly. Taylor and Shavannah looked greatly surprised. Hermione could tell that they weren't expecting her to turn around and tell them off. "Do we have an agreement, girls?" She asked them.
"Yeah, sure, whatever, Hermione," Taylor said. Her cheeks flushed red as she turned around. "Lets so, Shavannah," she called back.
"S-sorry, Hermione. I don't agree with everything that Taylor said, okay?" Shavannah said. She smiled at Hermoine, then turned around and ran off to catch up with Taylor.
Hermione was pleased with herself. She smiled privately as she watched Taylor's back moving further and further away. But she couldn't ignore the nagging at the back of her mind. Did Harry really flirt with this Kathi girl? Maybe Hermione had some competition. No, she told herself. Harry loves me, he said so! But still, the little voice taunted her. "No!" she said outloud.
But she had her doubts.