Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!!! Okay except the plot, and my made-up. All
other characters (ie: Hermione, Ron, Harry, Drace etc) belong to J.K.
Rowling and I'm just borrowing them for a short while.
Jammar woke up early that morning. She had awoken suddenly to a strange sound at her window. When she finally got up to check it out she saw nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing that is except for a small brown owl sitting on the top of the nearby lamppost.
Jammar thought nothing of the little owl as she made her way downstairs. Today was her eleventh birthday, and once again she thought nothing of it. Her parents never really did anything for her birthday, as it just wasn't important to them. She knew her friends would do something, but there was something in the back of her mind that told her that today was a special day for another reason and kept her from looking forward to seeing her friends.
It was in the kitchen that Jammar noticed something weird. Sitting on the table by her in front of her normal seat was a letter. *I've never gotten a letter, * Jammar thought to herself. *I wonder who it's from. *
She sat down in her seat and picked up the small envelope. On the back there was a read seal holding the letter closed. She opened the letter quickly figuring it was just one of her friends sending her a birthday card just to be different. But when she opened it she found the strangest letter she'd ever seen:
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. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Jammar wondered to herself if this letter could be a joke. *Well it must be, * she thought, *my last name's not Potter. It's Starlines. And I'm not a witch. Am I? *
"Mom, Dad? Do you know what this letter's about," Jammar asked quietly, handing the letter over to her dad sitting next to her. Her dad was reading the letter over when her mom brought over her breakfast of bacon, eggs, and toast. *It's the same thing every Sunday morning,* she thought pouring herself a big class of orange juice.
She watched her father as he read over the letter. As he kept reading his eyes opened wide with amazement, or was it shock.
"You're not going," he said firmly, handing the letter to her mom.
"Does that mean it's true. I mean, I can't rightfully go somewhere if it's not my own letter, and if I'm not a witch. Besides there's no such thing is there." Even as Jammar finished she could see that there was something that they were keeping from her.
"What is it?" she asked quickly.
"Jammar Crystal Starlines, go upstairs, your mother and I need to talk," her father said pointing her to the door. She quietly got up and left, wondering what she did wrong.
"Well, happy birthday Jammar. It looks like it's going to be the same as ever. Your parents forgetting about it and either getting into a fight themselves or starting a fight with you," she whispered quietly to herself as she laid down on her bed to read her favourite book, The Giver, and wait for her father to call her back downstairs.
A/N: Okay I hope you like!! Please review it. I hope to update as much as possible but not without reviews. I write to please people but I can't without some feedback. Whether positive or negative it's all appreciated just let me know what I can do to improve.
Also I know it's focusing on my made-up character but I promise that this will change in the upcoming chapters.
Oh and if you wanna know the romance couplings... email me.
I also have to beg my best friend Leni to borrow one of her characters for the duration of the story... hehehe Leni I promise to be good to him but Jammar needs someone... you know so I can follow out with my other coupling plans... THANK YOU!!!
Jammar woke up early that morning. She had awoken suddenly to a strange sound at her window. When she finally got up to check it out she saw nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing that is except for a small brown owl sitting on the top of the nearby lamppost.
Jammar thought nothing of the little owl as she made her way downstairs. Today was her eleventh birthday, and once again she thought nothing of it. Her parents never really did anything for her birthday, as it just wasn't important to them. She knew her friends would do something, but there was something in the back of her mind that told her that today was a special day for another reason and kept her from looking forward to seeing her friends.
It was in the kitchen that Jammar noticed something weird. Sitting on the table by her in front of her normal seat was a letter. *I've never gotten a letter, * Jammar thought to herself. *I wonder who it's from. *
She sat down in her seat and picked up the small envelope. On the back there was a read seal holding the letter closed. She opened the letter quickly figuring it was just one of her friends sending her a birthday card just to be different. But when she opened it she found the strangest letter she'd ever seen:
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. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Jammar wondered to herself if this letter could be a joke. *Well it must be, * she thought, *my last name's not Potter. It's Starlines. And I'm not a witch. Am I? *
"Mom, Dad? Do you know what this letter's about," Jammar asked quietly, handing the letter over to her dad sitting next to her. Her dad was reading the letter over when her mom brought over her breakfast of bacon, eggs, and toast. *It's the same thing every Sunday morning,* she thought pouring herself a big class of orange juice.
She watched her father as he read over the letter. As he kept reading his eyes opened wide with amazement, or was it shock.
"You're not going," he said firmly, handing the letter to her mom.
"Does that mean it's true. I mean, I can't rightfully go somewhere if it's not my own letter, and if I'm not a witch. Besides there's no such thing is there." Even as Jammar finished she could see that there was something that they were keeping from her.
"What is it?" she asked quickly.
"Jammar Crystal Starlines, go upstairs, your mother and I need to talk," her father said pointing her to the door. She quietly got up and left, wondering what she did wrong.
"Well, happy birthday Jammar. It looks like it's going to be the same as ever. Your parents forgetting about it and either getting into a fight themselves or starting a fight with you," she whispered quietly to herself as she laid down on her bed to read her favourite book, The Giver, and wait for her father to call her back downstairs.
A/N: Okay I hope you like!! Please review it. I hope to update as much as possible but not without reviews. I write to please people but I can't without some feedback. Whether positive or negative it's all appreciated just let me know what I can do to improve.
Also I know it's focusing on my made-up character but I promise that this will change in the upcoming chapters.
Oh and if you wanna know the romance couplings... email me.
I also have to beg my best friend Leni to borrow one of her characters for the duration of the story... hehehe Leni I promise to be good to him but Jammar needs someone... you know so I can follow out with my other coupling plans... THANK YOU!!!