Chapter One: Moving In
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to it. I only own Jessica Baker and Oreo. Mandy Swilden and Rose Granger belong to two of my friends.
Jessica Baker sat on the front walk of number 5 Privet Drive. She blew a few hairs away from her face. Her auburn hair had already given her enough trouble.
Jessica looked up at the two-story house. Jessica and her family had moved in about a week ago. She was so angry when her mum had told her they were moving. She hadn't wanted to leave France or anything.
Carla Baker, Jessica's mother, had gotten a new job as a Ministry worker. Carla was a witch, as was Jessica. She got up from her spot on the stone patio and slowly walked to the tree. So far she hadn't met anyone. Unless you counted Dudley Dursley and his horrible family.
' This move sucks. ' Jessica thought grabbing the branch of the tree. Not only did she have to leave France, but she had to leave Beauxbatons as well. She would be transferring to Hogwarts. ' Well at least there's only a fortnight before school. ' With that cheerful thought.
Jessica put her foot in a small hole and began hoisting herself up. She didn't scream when someone tapped her on the shoulder, but she did fall to the ground. When she looked up, Jessica saw a boy with messy black hair and bottle green eyes looking down at her.
" Ow. " she muttered.
" Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay? " he asked obviously concerned.
" I'm fine. Just trying to climb the tree, " she answered, " I'm Jessica Baker. " she politely extended her hand.
" I'm Harry, Harry Potter. Why were you climbing the tree? " he asked, pushing his glasses up.
Jessica sighed and sat down on the grass underneath the tree. Harry Potter. the name. Was he the boy that survived you-know-who? Even though it was extremely warm (after all she was wearing a tank top) she shivered.
" To think. " she answered thoughtfully. Harry sat down beside her. ' He seems nice enough. Maybe I'll make a friend. That way mum will stay off my back. ' Jessica thought pulling up a few blades of grass.
" So you think best in trees? " Harry asked casually. The front door opened. Jessica and Harry both turned to see who it was. Jessica felt a sigh of relief. It was only Carla.
" Hey hon, listen. I need to the to the store to pick up a few things. Can you behave while I'm gone? " Carla asked digging through her purse.
" Yeah. Hey mum, this is Harry Potter. " Jessica said. Carla looked at the two of them. She tried not to look too stunned.
" Hello Harry. " Carla said cheerfully.
" Hullo. I live over there, " Harry said pointing to the house next door, " with my Aunt and Uncle. "
" Okay. I'll go over there later and maybe we can have tea or something. I'm off and behave. " Carla said shooting a dark look in Jessica's direction.
" Don't worry. I won't blow the house up or rob a Starbucks or something crazy like that. " Jessica muttered casually. Carla gave another smile and left.
Harry smiled again and leaned against the rough bark of the tree. " She was nice, " he said, " A lot better than my Aunt and Uncle. " Jessica noted the bitterness in his voice.
" She's cool. So you live with your Aunt and Uncle, huh? Then I take it Dudley is your cousin? " Jessica asked. Her amethyst colored eyes locked on Harry's.
" Yeah, they spoil him rotten. Your eyes are interesting. You live with your mum? "
" Thanks. I get that compliment a lot. Don't know where I inherited them. And yes, it's just me and my mum. Always has been. "
" If you don't mind me asking where's you dad? " Harry inquired.
" He disappeared when I was little, " Harry noticed that Jessica spoke in a quieter tone, " I had an older brother too. But he went with my dad. So, what's your story. " Jessica said going back to her normal perky self.
" Oh. " Harry said. What was he going to say? " They were killed. "
" Sorry. " Jessica whispered. Her eyes had fallen to her shoes.
" It's okay. When did you move here? And where from? " Harry asked changing the subject.
" We moved here a week ago from France. " Jessica said. She knew Harry would be someone to talk to. And if he wasn't "the" Harry Potter. She would have her mum give him the letters.
" France, wow! Was it nice there? Do you know French? " " I know a little French. Enough to start a conversation. It was nice there. Wanna come inside and get something to drink. " Jessica asked fanning herself.
" Sure, well, I can't be too long. I've got stuff to do. " Harry replied, getting up.
" It won't take long. I still have some unpacking to do anyway. " Jessica pulled herself to her feet.
Both of them walked inside the house. Jessica lead Harry through a maze of boxes and rooms before they reached the kitchen. To Harry's face amazement it was set up, for the most part. Seeing the look on Harry's face, Jessica grabbed a pitcher of Kool-Aid out of the refrigerator and said, " Mum likes the kitchen best. It's the only room she'll actually take time to set up. "
" It's nice. Hey Jessica, " Harry said accepting the glass of Kool-Aid that Jessica handed him.
" Jess. I prefer to be called Jess. " She said, sipping her own glass.
" Okay Jess, I noticed that you had a British accent. Aren't you French? "
" Oh no! Mum and the man I have to call my father grew up in Britain and mum moved us to France when he left. I grew up there but I'm British. " She replied.
" HARRY! " Jessica and Harry both jumped as they heard Harry's name shouted. The kitchen window was opened, which was how they heard his name being shouted.
" That'll be my relatives. I'd better go. See you tomorrow? " He called almost out the door.
" Yeah. Bye! " Jessica called back. When she heard the front door shut, she sighed. Glad to have a new friend.
Authors Note: Hi! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Quickie; No! Harry and Jessica will not have a relationship! Jessica likes ***! The stars are not the numbers of letters in his name. Just try to figure it out. And Harry likes Hermione. even though I'm more of a Ginny/Harry shipper. Please review! Any flames will be used to launch my rocket. Heeheehee!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to it. I only own Jessica Baker and Oreo. Mandy Swilden and Rose Granger belong to two of my friends.
Jessica Baker sat on the front walk of number 5 Privet Drive. She blew a few hairs away from her face. Her auburn hair had already given her enough trouble.
Jessica looked up at the two-story house. Jessica and her family had moved in about a week ago. She was so angry when her mum had told her they were moving. She hadn't wanted to leave France or anything.
Carla Baker, Jessica's mother, had gotten a new job as a Ministry worker. Carla was a witch, as was Jessica. She got up from her spot on the stone patio and slowly walked to the tree. So far she hadn't met anyone. Unless you counted Dudley Dursley and his horrible family.
' This move sucks. ' Jessica thought grabbing the branch of the tree. Not only did she have to leave France, but she had to leave Beauxbatons as well. She would be transferring to Hogwarts. ' Well at least there's only a fortnight before school. ' With that cheerful thought.
Jessica put her foot in a small hole and began hoisting herself up. She didn't scream when someone tapped her on the shoulder, but she did fall to the ground. When she looked up, Jessica saw a boy with messy black hair and bottle green eyes looking down at her.
" Ow. " she muttered.
" Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay? " he asked obviously concerned.
" I'm fine. Just trying to climb the tree, " she answered, " I'm Jessica Baker. " she politely extended her hand.
" I'm Harry, Harry Potter. Why were you climbing the tree? " he asked, pushing his glasses up.
Jessica sighed and sat down on the grass underneath the tree. Harry Potter. the name. Was he the boy that survived you-know-who? Even though it was extremely warm (after all she was wearing a tank top) she shivered.
" To think. " she answered thoughtfully. Harry sat down beside her. ' He seems nice enough. Maybe I'll make a friend. That way mum will stay off my back. ' Jessica thought pulling up a few blades of grass.
" So you think best in trees? " Harry asked casually. The front door opened. Jessica and Harry both turned to see who it was. Jessica felt a sigh of relief. It was only Carla.
" Hey hon, listen. I need to the to the store to pick up a few things. Can you behave while I'm gone? " Carla asked digging through her purse.
" Yeah. Hey mum, this is Harry Potter. " Jessica said. Carla looked at the two of them. She tried not to look too stunned.
" Hello Harry. " Carla said cheerfully.
" Hullo. I live over there, " Harry said pointing to the house next door, " with my Aunt and Uncle. "
" Okay. I'll go over there later and maybe we can have tea or something. I'm off and behave. " Carla said shooting a dark look in Jessica's direction.
" Don't worry. I won't blow the house up or rob a Starbucks or something crazy like that. " Jessica muttered casually. Carla gave another smile and left.
Harry smiled again and leaned against the rough bark of the tree. " She was nice, " he said, " A lot better than my Aunt and Uncle. " Jessica noted the bitterness in his voice.
" She's cool. So you live with your Aunt and Uncle, huh? Then I take it Dudley is your cousin? " Jessica asked. Her amethyst colored eyes locked on Harry's.
" Yeah, they spoil him rotten. Your eyes are interesting. You live with your mum? "
" Thanks. I get that compliment a lot. Don't know where I inherited them. And yes, it's just me and my mum. Always has been. "
" If you don't mind me asking where's you dad? " Harry inquired.
" He disappeared when I was little, " Harry noticed that Jessica spoke in a quieter tone, " I had an older brother too. But he went with my dad. So, what's your story. " Jessica said going back to her normal perky self.
" Oh. " Harry said. What was he going to say? " They were killed. "
" Sorry. " Jessica whispered. Her eyes had fallen to her shoes.
" It's okay. When did you move here? And where from? " Harry asked changing the subject.
" We moved here a week ago from France. " Jessica said. She knew Harry would be someone to talk to. And if he wasn't "the" Harry Potter. She would have her mum give him the letters.
" France, wow! Was it nice there? Do you know French? " " I know a little French. Enough to start a conversation. It was nice there. Wanna come inside and get something to drink. " Jessica asked fanning herself.
" Sure, well, I can't be too long. I've got stuff to do. " Harry replied, getting up.
" It won't take long. I still have some unpacking to do anyway. " Jessica pulled herself to her feet.
Both of them walked inside the house. Jessica lead Harry through a maze of boxes and rooms before they reached the kitchen. To Harry's face amazement it was set up, for the most part. Seeing the look on Harry's face, Jessica grabbed a pitcher of Kool-Aid out of the refrigerator and said, " Mum likes the kitchen best. It's the only room she'll actually take time to set up. "
" It's nice. Hey Jessica, " Harry said accepting the glass of Kool-Aid that Jessica handed him.
" Jess. I prefer to be called Jess. " She said, sipping her own glass.
" Okay Jess, I noticed that you had a British accent. Aren't you French? "
" Oh no! Mum and the man I have to call my father grew up in Britain and mum moved us to France when he left. I grew up there but I'm British. " She replied.
" HARRY! " Jessica and Harry both jumped as they heard Harry's name shouted. The kitchen window was opened, which was how they heard his name being shouted.
" That'll be my relatives. I'd better go. See you tomorrow? " He called almost out the door.
" Yeah. Bye! " Jessica called back. When she heard the front door shut, she sighed. Glad to have a new friend.
Authors Note: Hi! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Quickie; No! Harry and Jessica will not have a relationship! Jessica likes ***! The stars are not the numbers of letters in his name. Just try to figure it out. And Harry likes Hermione. even though I'm more of a Ginny/Harry shipper. Please review! Any flames will be used to launch my rocket. Heeheehee!