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To Chicken or not to chicken
Like any morning at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, magic was in the air, literally, it was an unfortunately cold morning and Jennifer woke with a start. 7:00 always seemed to come too early. Life just wasn't working out right; she had agreed to a dare, a dare that would surely hurt someone in the end, was she going to follow though? She'd have to think about it.
She lay awake in her bed, thoughts drifted in and out of her head, thoughts of her present, thought's of her past and future. The last ones, the future and past, always made her upset, she never cried anymore, she had been brought up being told that only the weak cry, and that weakness would be the end of her. Thought's of her hatred toward her mother, her own flesh and blood. Thought's of how she missed being happy, of how she wished she would let someone else into her world, the one she lived in each day, troubled by her painful past.
She rolled over thinking, 'maybe if I sleep long enough everything will all blow over, I doubt it though,' the distinct sound of a alarm clock brought me back to my senses, how she hated mornings.
She slowly pulled herself out of bed yawning, she opened one of her drawers and all she saw was skirts, skirts and more skirts, 'why does this school expect you to wear a skirt, it's to cold to wear one,' she thought to herself. Opening another draw she pulled out a crisp white work shirt, grey sweater, as well as a red and gold tie, and putting them on her bed. She lazily walked over to her closet, and searched for a pair of plaid pants, after finally finding one she threw it on her bed, "I still don't understand why this school doesn't teach the dark arts, how are you suspected to learn how to defend yourself if you don't know what's coming?' She slowly walked into the bathroom, after stripping down she hopped into the shower and turned on the water.
At first the water was cool against her skin; it sent shivers down her back,
'Hmm. I need to decide what to do, I can't just lead him on, oh who cares about the dare, I'll give him a chance, after all I gotta give him his props, and at least he came right out and said it on his own. I really should be at least civil to the rest of the Gryffindors; after all I'm one myself. I'll have to owl mother and father and tell them, that is if they don't already know'
Suddenly without reason Jennifer stumbled forward clutching her inner thigh, she tensed up, 'Why does he have to do this? He knows I'm at school and that I can't just leave, why he can't just stop?' she thought. She turned off the water, and pulled a tower out of the closet in the bathroom. She wrapped it around her body, she glanced at the clock, and it was 7:49, "Shit" she muttered under her breath. She quickly walked into her room and pulled on her under garments, pants, shirt, sweater, and even put on the tie. She looked over at her bed side table; she picked up her wand and walked back into the bathroom, and stood in front of the mirror. She once again spelled her hair dry and put make up on, she decided on white eyeliner on both her top eyelid and bottom. She lightly brushed on a light skin tone color on the lids and a skin tone blush on, she admired her handy work for a while, she sometimes amazed herself with what she could do with make up, she smudged the eyeliner to give it a softer look, There, and she was done. She slowly advanced back to her bedside, and picked up her robe, pulling it on her grabbed book bag and wand, putting it inside her robe. Before she left her room she ditched her heels and opted for running shoes.
She walked into the dinning hall and once again she was followed by stares, she ignored them though, she spotted Lavender and Parvati talking to each other, they waved to her. 'Here goes nothing' she walked up to them and plopped sat next to lavender, "Good morning" she said cheerfully, "yeah, you to, why are you so happy?" I asked poking at my eggs.
"How could I not be happy? We have Divination today!" she squeaked
"And that's a good thing?" I asked obviously confused
"Of course it is!" Parvati answered.
"Ok"
Jennifer' Pov
At that moment the trio - Hermione, Ron, And Harry entered the great hall, engaged in a very important conversation by the looks of it, Ron looked up at me, and waved. I smiled; unluckily for me lavender caught this,
"Are you to going out? You Know I was only joking the other night? Did you ask him out? Spill!" she said
"Hold up, one question at a time, yes we are going out, I didn't know you were joking, and he asked me, is that alright?" I answered
"Not really, OoOo look here he comes" Parvati said.
"Morning," he said as he sat across from me, Hermione sat beside him and Harry across from her and beside me.
"Morning" Harry and Hermione said.
I looked up and saw the morning owls, it seemed that her mothers owl Sarah Was carrying 2 letters, she swooped down beside me and dropped two letters. They were enclosed in an envelope of parchment, One from my father, the other my mother, 'That reminds me, I have to open his other letter' I thought
I decided to open my mothers first
Dear Jennifer,
GRYFFINDOR!!! How on earth did you get sorted there? You Should Know He IS VERY ANGER WITH THIS, but that he'll find a way to use this to his advantage. It has come to my attention that you have made acquaintances with potter; I suggest that you get close to him, keep me informed of what Dumbledore is up to, I don't trust him.
Mother
'Wonderful,' I thought, now she knew that I was in Gryffindor, oh well I wonder what father wants me too know.
Dear Jennifer,
How was your first day? Good I hope, now don't go breaking too many hearts honey, your mother tells me that you've been sorted into Gryffindor, That's my old house you know. Honey don't get upset over what your mother may have said, she's quite stressed with her work right now. Oh and Darling, Send Nicole back with your answers, your mothers out of town again.
Love you always,
Daddy
I smiled; he always could make me feel better, even if he was miles away.
"So, what classes do we have this morning?" asked Ron,
"You're not going to believe this, Divination with Hufflepuff, then double transfiguration with Hufflepuff." I answered.
"Arch. I hate professor Trelawney, every year she repeatedly predicts my death, and every time she's been wrong." Harry said.
~* Divination*~
The room smelt heavily of perfume and not good stuff either as soon as I entered the room I nearly choked from lake of oxygen, both Harry and Ron laughed at me, on the on the other hand lavender and Parvati shot me dirty looks. I decided that I'd sit in-between Harry and Ron, and since the table was round it caused no argument, I vaguely saw that a someone was sitting in a large arm chair in front of the class, my eyes started to water, the perfume very was getting to me, it seemed to dull all senses but your mind, it was also very stuffy.
"Ah. good morning class, do any of you know what today is?" she asked in a soft drowsy voice. The room all seemed to be asleep, and no one raised their hand. "No one? That seems odd, well I guess I'll tell you then, today is the first day of the alliance between the plant Jupiter and Neptune, which means love jealously and even sorrow is in the air. It also means that crystal gazing is at its peak, so we will be taking this opportunity to study them more utterly, but before we do so please copy down the note on the board." She finished.
Pulling out my books I started to write the note down, it was very confusing, it went something like this, ".according to the French philoserfer Gregory Hilfast the alliance between Jupiter and Neptune is called the hilfast theory, this being said is meant to increase already there emotions and skyrocket them, if you were lucky enough to be born in the second stage of the alliance then you will have stronger emotions then others." I finished copying it out and set to work at my Crystal "gazing", it seems more like a waste of time for to me, after 10 minutes of gazing into a glass ball and seeing nothing I whispered to Ron,
"There's nothing there but a pile of fog, the only thing I could possibly predict is fog, oh but what's this, an omen oh no! I'm going to die!" I said sarcastically,
He couldn't control himself and threw a laughing fit, "well mar. Weasley, what do you find so amusing dear?" the professor asked
"Well have y-you s-seen what's in j-Jennifer's crystal ball?" he said in- between laughter
She quickly moved over to my direction, "I still see nothing funny, infect what I see is very soloum,
"I bet it is" muttered Harry
She either did not hear him or choose to ignore him, "dear what do you see," she asked me,
"As I was telling my DEAR friend Ron here I see nothing but a pile of fog, and, and a omen, oh dear it says here that I have become very bored with a subject that is completely bogus"
I chanced a quick glace Harry's way, our eyes connected and there was an instant spark, he quickly looked away, and I was forced to look at the teacher.
The Room Emitted in to giggles snorts and all out laughter, she just stared at me. "but dreary, there is a omen there, you just detected it wrong, you see this one" she said pointing at a particularly small cloud of grey "is the omen of living hell, it seems that many troubles lay ahead you that you will ultimately fail at." She said
Maybe she hadn't noticed, but I was royally pissed, "How DARE you tell me that I will ultimately fail in so called troubles ahead! You don't even know me! I've heard the stories, there's always someone that you predict will die, there's always some people that believe the hoax of a subject you teach, and there are even some that believe that you truly are a teacher at that!"
I had packed up my things and headed to the door, when she put her hand on my shoulder, I whipped around knocking her hand off me "don't you EVER touch me again!" And before I knew it the bookcase full of books fell on top of her, I stood there shocked for a spit second then turned around and left the classroom, if you could call it one.
I wandered back to the perfects common room, it was empty of course so I decided that I would go up to my room and get the letter my father sent me, I slowly walked up the spiralling staircase, and made my way to my bedroom, it was cold, and messy, but that's what you get when you throw a fit looking for a pair of plaid pants. I walked over to the across from my bed where I had put the letter. It was still there; I slowly broke the seal and removed the letter from the envelope
Dear Jennifer,
I hope your having fun at Hogwarts, I know I did, I assume you were sorted into either Gryffindor or Slytherin. You know I'm very proud of you, although I hate to ask I really need to know the answers, Since I have no idea whether or not you'll be playing qudditch this year I have yet to send your firebolt 4000, even if your not going for the team will you still want it? And if you need anything at all let me know and I'll get them to ASAP. Enclosed in the envelope is a gift for you, it's not much but it's very special to me.
Daddy
I slowly tipped the envelope over onto the desk and a beautiful sliver ring with red jewels on it feel out. It was the definition of stunning, I picked it up and slipped it on my ring finger, it looked.perfect.
After a while of just gazing at it I glanced at the clock, I had five minutes to get to Transfiguration!, grabbing my bag I ran out of my room, flew down the stairs and bolted toward the classroom, by the time I got there I knew I was late, I waited outside the classroom to catch my breath. Then I turned the handle and opened the door.
"So, you've decided to grace us with your presence, 5 points from Gryffindor for being late to my class," she said with an authority.
The rest of the class went without incident, except it took me till my third try to fully transfigure a mouse into an ash tray, I just couldn't see the point, and it was like murder! You were just killing the poor things, but getting over death was one thing I was good at, so it didn't take long to do it properly..
It was Dinner time and the great hall was filled with the sounds of clanging cups, and cutlery on plates, and an overall happy and talkative mood was in the air. Once again Hermione and Ron sat beside each other leaving me beside Harry, I really was trying to ignore him, but it wasn't working. I had tuned out everything around me and was looking up at the teachers table, professor sprout was talking to McGonagall and Snape to Professor Dumbledore, for some reason Dumbledore looked my way and winked, then continued his conversation. ". and then the books just fell on her, it was hilarious, we ended up having to help her out and she was pretty mad, "I tuned back in
"You could get in big trouble for casting a spell on a teacher!" mione said towards me
"I didn't cast a spell on her! God!" I said
Harry just looked at me, I know I had snapped for no reason but I had a lot on my mind. Hermione and Ron got engulfed into a conversation with the other and refused to acknowledge me or Harry.
I leaned over to Harry and whispered "he likes her doesn't he?"
"Who Ron? Of course he does, everyone knows it"
"Then why hasn't he asked her out?"
"Aren't you and Ron going out?"
"Yeah, Kind of, they just look like they'd make a good couple"
"I know"
.
it was after dinner and Harry, Hermione, Ron and I were the only one's left in the common room, I was sitting beside Ron on a love seat talking to him, when I made my choice, I would give him a nudge out my door and into one that he should be In.
"Ron?" I asked
"MmHm?" he said
"I don't think this is going to work out"
"We've been together for 24 hours and you decide that it's not going to work?" he said, I could see that he had tensed up.
"I just think that you're preoccupied, it's so obvious that you like her and vice versa, I just don't want to stand in the way that's all and we can still be friends" I said
"What?" he said raising his voice?
"Calm down"
"Who do you think I like then?"
"Hermione"
he was quiet, "Ron ask her out, god knows she's not the forward type, you have to make the first move," I smiled and got off the couch and walked to the portal to the perfects common room, I looked back and saw him talking to Hermione, and I went to bed.
To Chicken or not to chicken
Like any morning at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, magic was in the air, literally, it was an unfortunately cold morning and Jennifer woke with a start. 7:00 always seemed to come too early. Life just wasn't working out right; she had agreed to a dare, a dare that would surely hurt someone in the end, was she going to follow though? She'd have to think about it.
She lay awake in her bed, thoughts drifted in and out of her head, thoughts of her present, thought's of her past and future. The last ones, the future and past, always made her upset, she never cried anymore, she had been brought up being told that only the weak cry, and that weakness would be the end of her. Thought's of her hatred toward her mother, her own flesh and blood. Thought's of how she missed being happy, of how she wished she would let someone else into her world, the one she lived in each day, troubled by her painful past.
She rolled over thinking, 'maybe if I sleep long enough everything will all blow over, I doubt it though,' the distinct sound of a alarm clock brought me back to my senses, how she hated mornings.
She slowly pulled herself out of bed yawning, she opened one of her drawers and all she saw was skirts, skirts and more skirts, 'why does this school expect you to wear a skirt, it's to cold to wear one,' she thought to herself. Opening another draw she pulled out a crisp white work shirt, grey sweater, as well as a red and gold tie, and putting them on her bed. She lazily walked over to her closet, and searched for a pair of plaid pants, after finally finding one she threw it on her bed, "I still don't understand why this school doesn't teach the dark arts, how are you suspected to learn how to defend yourself if you don't know what's coming?' She slowly walked into the bathroom, after stripping down she hopped into the shower and turned on the water.
At first the water was cool against her skin; it sent shivers down her back,
'Hmm. I need to decide what to do, I can't just lead him on, oh who cares about the dare, I'll give him a chance, after all I gotta give him his props, and at least he came right out and said it on his own. I really should be at least civil to the rest of the Gryffindors; after all I'm one myself. I'll have to owl mother and father and tell them, that is if they don't already know'
Suddenly without reason Jennifer stumbled forward clutching her inner thigh, she tensed up, 'Why does he have to do this? He knows I'm at school and that I can't just leave, why he can't just stop?' she thought. She turned off the water, and pulled a tower out of the closet in the bathroom. She wrapped it around her body, she glanced at the clock, and it was 7:49, "Shit" she muttered under her breath. She quickly walked into her room and pulled on her under garments, pants, shirt, sweater, and even put on the tie. She looked over at her bed side table; she picked up her wand and walked back into the bathroom, and stood in front of the mirror. She once again spelled her hair dry and put make up on, she decided on white eyeliner on both her top eyelid and bottom. She lightly brushed on a light skin tone color on the lids and a skin tone blush on, she admired her handy work for a while, she sometimes amazed herself with what she could do with make up, she smudged the eyeliner to give it a softer look, There, and she was done. She slowly advanced back to her bedside, and picked up her robe, pulling it on her grabbed book bag and wand, putting it inside her robe. Before she left her room she ditched her heels and opted for running shoes.
She walked into the dinning hall and once again she was followed by stares, she ignored them though, she spotted Lavender and Parvati talking to each other, they waved to her. 'Here goes nothing' she walked up to them and plopped sat next to lavender, "Good morning" she said cheerfully, "yeah, you to, why are you so happy?" I asked poking at my eggs.
"How could I not be happy? We have Divination today!" she squeaked
"And that's a good thing?" I asked obviously confused
"Of course it is!" Parvati answered.
"Ok"
Jennifer' Pov
At that moment the trio - Hermione, Ron, And Harry entered the great hall, engaged in a very important conversation by the looks of it, Ron looked up at me, and waved. I smiled; unluckily for me lavender caught this,
"Are you to going out? You Know I was only joking the other night? Did you ask him out? Spill!" she said
"Hold up, one question at a time, yes we are going out, I didn't know you were joking, and he asked me, is that alright?" I answered
"Not really, OoOo look here he comes" Parvati said.
"Morning," he said as he sat across from me, Hermione sat beside him and Harry across from her and beside me.
"Morning" Harry and Hermione said.
I looked up and saw the morning owls, it seemed that her mothers owl Sarah Was carrying 2 letters, she swooped down beside me and dropped two letters. They were enclosed in an envelope of parchment, One from my father, the other my mother, 'That reminds me, I have to open his other letter' I thought
I decided to open my mothers first
Dear Jennifer,
GRYFFINDOR!!! How on earth did you get sorted there? You Should Know He IS VERY ANGER WITH THIS, but that he'll find a way to use this to his advantage. It has come to my attention that you have made acquaintances with potter; I suggest that you get close to him, keep me informed of what Dumbledore is up to, I don't trust him.
Mother
'Wonderful,' I thought, now she knew that I was in Gryffindor, oh well I wonder what father wants me too know.
Dear Jennifer,
How was your first day? Good I hope, now don't go breaking too many hearts honey, your mother tells me that you've been sorted into Gryffindor, That's my old house you know. Honey don't get upset over what your mother may have said, she's quite stressed with her work right now. Oh and Darling, Send Nicole back with your answers, your mothers out of town again.
Love you always,
Daddy
I smiled; he always could make me feel better, even if he was miles away.
"So, what classes do we have this morning?" asked Ron,
"You're not going to believe this, Divination with Hufflepuff, then double transfiguration with Hufflepuff." I answered.
"Arch. I hate professor Trelawney, every year she repeatedly predicts my death, and every time she's been wrong." Harry said.
~* Divination*~
The room smelt heavily of perfume and not good stuff either as soon as I entered the room I nearly choked from lake of oxygen, both Harry and Ron laughed at me, on the on the other hand lavender and Parvati shot me dirty looks. I decided that I'd sit in-between Harry and Ron, and since the table was round it caused no argument, I vaguely saw that a someone was sitting in a large arm chair in front of the class, my eyes started to water, the perfume very was getting to me, it seemed to dull all senses but your mind, it was also very stuffy.
"Ah. good morning class, do any of you know what today is?" she asked in a soft drowsy voice. The room all seemed to be asleep, and no one raised their hand. "No one? That seems odd, well I guess I'll tell you then, today is the first day of the alliance between the plant Jupiter and Neptune, which means love jealously and even sorrow is in the air. It also means that crystal gazing is at its peak, so we will be taking this opportunity to study them more utterly, but before we do so please copy down the note on the board." She finished.
Pulling out my books I started to write the note down, it was very confusing, it went something like this, ".according to the French philoserfer Gregory Hilfast the alliance between Jupiter and Neptune is called the hilfast theory, this being said is meant to increase already there emotions and skyrocket them, if you were lucky enough to be born in the second stage of the alliance then you will have stronger emotions then others." I finished copying it out and set to work at my Crystal "gazing", it seems more like a waste of time for to me, after 10 minutes of gazing into a glass ball and seeing nothing I whispered to Ron,
"There's nothing there but a pile of fog, the only thing I could possibly predict is fog, oh but what's this, an omen oh no! I'm going to die!" I said sarcastically,
He couldn't control himself and threw a laughing fit, "well mar. Weasley, what do you find so amusing dear?" the professor asked
"Well have y-you s-seen what's in j-Jennifer's crystal ball?" he said in- between laughter
She quickly moved over to my direction, "I still see nothing funny, infect what I see is very soloum,
"I bet it is" muttered Harry
She either did not hear him or choose to ignore him, "dear what do you see," she asked me,
"As I was telling my DEAR friend Ron here I see nothing but a pile of fog, and, and a omen, oh dear it says here that I have become very bored with a subject that is completely bogus"
I chanced a quick glace Harry's way, our eyes connected and there was an instant spark, he quickly looked away, and I was forced to look at the teacher.
The Room Emitted in to giggles snorts and all out laughter, she just stared at me. "but dreary, there is a omen there, you just detected it wrong, you see this one" she said pointing at a particularly small cloud of grey "is the omen of living hell, it seems that many troubles lay ahead you that you will ultimately fail at." She said
Maybe she hadn't noticed, but I was royally pissed, "How DARE you tell me that I will ultimately fail in so called troubles ahead! You don't even know me! I've heard the stories, there's always someone that you predict will die, there's always some people that believe the hoax of a subject you teach, and there are even some that believe that you truly are a teacher at that!"
I had packed up my things and headed to the door, when she put her hand on my shoulder, I whipped around knocking her hand off me "don't you EVER touch me again!" And before I knew it the bookcase full of books fell on top of her, I stood there shocked for a spit second then turned around and left the classroom, if you could call it one.
I wandered back to the perfects common room, it was empty of course so I decided that I would go up to my room and get the letter my father sent me, I slowly walked up the spiralling staircase, and made my way to my bedroom, it was cold, and messy, but that's what you get when you throw a fit looking for a pair of plaid pants. I walked over to the across from my bed where I had put the letter. It was still there; I slowly broke the seal and removed the letter from the envelope
Dear Jennifer,
I hope your having fun at Hogwarts, I know I did, I assume you were sorted into either Gryffindor or Slytherin. You know I'm very proud of you, although I hate to ask I really need to know the answers, Since I have no idea whether or not you'll be playing qudditch this year I have yet to send your firebolt 4000, even if your not going for the team will you still want it? And if you need anything at all let me know and I'll get them to ASAP. Enclosed in the envelope is a gift for you, it's not much but it's very special to me.
Daddy
I slowly tipped the envelope over onto the desk and a beautiful sliver ring with red jewels on it feel out. It was the definition of stunning, I picked it up and slipped it on my ring finger, it looked.perfect.
After a while of just gazing at it I glanced at the clock, I had five minutes to get to Transfiguration!, grabbing my bag I ran out of my room, flew down the stairs and bolted toward the classroom, by the time I got there I knew I was late, I waited outside the classroom to catch my breath. Then I turned the handle and opened the door.
"So, you've decided to grace us with your presence, 5 points from Gryffindor for being late to my class," she said with an authority.
The rest of the class went without incident, except it took me till my third try to fully transfigure a mouse into an ash tray, I just couldn't see the point, and it was like murder! You were just killing the poor things, but getting over death was one thing I was good at, so it didn't take long to do it properly..
It was Dinner time and the great hall was filled with the sounds of clanging cups, and cutlery on plates, and an overall happy and talkative mood was in the air. Once again Hermione and Ron sat beside each other leaving me beside Harry, I really was trying to ignore him, but it wasn't working. I had tuned out everything around me and was looking up at the teachers table, professor sprout was talking to McGonagall and Snape to Professor Dumbledore, for some reason Dumbledore looked my way and winked, then continued his conversation. ". and then the books just fell on her, it was hilarious, we ended up having to help her out and she was pretty mad, "I tuned back in
"You could get in big trouble for casting a spell on a teacher!" mione said towards me
"I didn't cast a spell on her! God!" I said
Harry just looked at me, I know I had snapped for no reason but I had a lot on my mind. Hermione and Ron got engulfed into a conversation with the other and refused to acknowledge me or Harry.
I leaned over to Harry and whispered "he likes her doesn't he?"
"Who Ron? Of course he does, everyone knows it"
"Then why hasn't he asked her out?"
"Aren't you and Ron going out?"
"Yeah, Kind of, they just look like they'd make a good couple"
"I know"
.
it was after dinner and Harry, Hermione, Ron and I were the only one's left in the common room, I was sitting beside Ron on a love seat talking to him, when I made my choice, I would give him a nudge out my door and into one that he should be In.
"Ron?" I asked
"MmHm?" he said
"I don't think this is going to work out"
"We've been together for 24 hours and you decide that it's not going to work?" he said, I could see that he had tensed up.
"I just think that you're preoccupied, it's so obvious that you like her and vice versa, I just don't want to stand in the way that's all and we can still be friends" I said
"What?" he said raising his voice?
"Calm down"
"Who do you think I like then?"
"Hermione"
he was quiet, "Ron ask her out, god knows she's not the forward type, you have to make the first move," I smiled and got off the couch and walked to the portal to the perfects common room, I looked back and saw him talking to Hermione, and I went to bed.