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For only the 3rd time in her life, Jacy was standing at Platform 9 ¾, surrounded by students saying their goodbyes. Actually the 6th if you counted exiting the train. She didn't. That is count it. Okay, her mind was messed. She was so nervous about going back. Jacy snorted. Many people would shit their pants at the very thought.
A rather evil grin crept onto her face at the thought of the many Marauder pranks she'd been in on. What the Marauders didn't know is that she'd helped plan many of Snape's retaliatory pranks. She wasn't a mean person; She was just a mischievous one. She wouldn't' ever purposely hurt someone. However if it was they or she, they'd better say bye-bye. But only if that person was like... Lucius Malfoy.
Oh, this needed to stop. Whenever she was nervous, her thoughts went all over. This needed to stop.
So she sang quietly under her breath, "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deed-eley-deed-eley-dee. All there standing is a row. Big ones small ones..." Jacy boarded the train, still singing her little song softly.
"Oh...crud." The train was, to put it mildly, packed. Jacy shrugged and put on a practiced and perfected, "Don't mess with me" Look.
Hmm... the compartment door to her right looked promising. Striding confidently, she knocked a quick loud TAP-TAP-TAP.
***
The scene inside the compartment was comical. Ron had frozen in the middle of throwing a punch at Draco. Harry had been trying to hold back Ginny and Hermione from getting in the middle and possibly getting hurt. Everyone looked rather like someone had pressed, "pause" on a movie. The knock sounded again and the unfroze.
"Weasley, I otta..."Draco lunged at Ron, who stepped to the side. Draco missed and would have fallen, but at that moment the door opened and Jacy stepped in, thinking to hell with manners. She was a teacher and could sit here if she wanted to.
"What the hell is going on?" Jacy spat as she caught Draco by the arm and spun him around.
Draco, thinking she was another student started, "None of your bloody business you..."His voice faded as Jacy's eye brow rose.
"Perhaps I should introduce myself." The teens stared at what they thought was a 7th year. "My name is Jacy Quinn. I'll be teaching DADA."
She turned to Ron. "Ah...Weasley. Why don't you introduce me to this lot?"
Ron's eyes widened. "How do you know my name?"
"I know your father." A corner of Jacy's mouth kicked up. "Relax. I promise I don't bite." Hard, she added silently as the students stared at her frozen.
Hermione blinked and stepped forward, offering her hand. "I'm Hermione Granger. This is Ginny, Ron's sister, Harry Potter, and" She added with a hint of laughter. "That is Draco Malfoy."
Draco straightened. "Something funny Granger?"
"No."
Jacy rolled her violet colored eyes and tucked a lock of hair behind one ear. "What was the cause of this little scuffle?"
"Ron caught Draco looking at my butt." Ginny stated flatly as a blush began to creep into her face.
"Ah. Well at least school hasn't started, I don't have to take any points away."
"I'd watch my back if I were you Malfoy.' Ron practically growled.
"Okay, I have a solution. Ron, you don't kill Draco, and Draco won't look at your sister's bum in front of you again. Okay?" The group nodded, Draco was smirking.
"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to sit down." Jacy made her way to the Window and sat. Pulling a book called "Shadowland" By Jenny Carroll from her bag, she was soon engrossed.
"Bye love." Draco winked at Ginny and wisely mad e a hasty exit.
"Gin, I don't know what you see in that slimy git." Ron threw his hands in the air, gesturing wildly as he blithered on and on.
Hermione sat and pulled out Hogwarts, a History. She was soon busy taking notes.
Harry rolled his eyes. Except for Prof. Quinn and Ginny's "relationship" with Malfoy, everything was back to normal. The only seat left in the compartment was across from Prof. Quinn. Sticking his stuff in the overhead, he sat and looked out the window. Some minutes later he felt someone's gaze on him. Looking up, he met Prof. Quinn's steady purple stare.
"It's remarkable."
Harry swallowed. "What is?"
I'm sure you've heard this before, but you look amazingly like Prongs, I mean, James." A sort of sweet sad and wistful smile appeared on her mouth.
"You knew my father.
"Yes." A grin lit up her face, making her eyes shine. "James, Remus, Sirius, Lily, Peter and I were all in the same year."
Harry leaned forward. "Then why weren't you in any of the year books?"
Jacy caught on. He didn't believe her. "When I was at Hogwarts, I was I hiding from my father."
"Why?" Harry frowned.
"Because he's a maniac. I was only here for 3 years. I left in my 6th."
"Again why?" Harry realized that all other conversations in the compartment had stopped.
"Because he had found me."
"Who's he?
"My father."
"Who's your father?"
Jacy quirked a brow, "I can see you don't believe me. Well, when we get to Hogwarts you can ask Remus, who's substituting for Hagrid." With that, she went back to her book. The kid would never know how much he had just hurt her.
For only the 3rd time in her life, Jacy was standing at Platform 9 ¾, surrounded by students saying their goodbyes. Actually the 6th if you counted exiting the train. She didn't. That is count it. Okay, her mind was messed. She was so nervous about going back. Jacy snorted. Many people would shit their pants at the very thought.
A rather evil grin crept onto her face at the thought of the many Marauder pranks she'd been in on. What the Marauders didn't know is that she'd helped plan many of Snape's retaliatory pranks. She wasn't a mean person; She was just a mischievous one. She wouldn't' ever purposely hurt someone. However if it was they or she, they'd better say bye-bye. But only if that person was like... Lucius Malfoy.
Oh, this needed to stop. Whenever she was nervous, her thoughts went all over. This needed to stop.
So she sang quietly under her breath, "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deed-eley-deed-eley-dee. All there standing is a row. Big ones small ones..." Jacy boarded the train, still singing her little song softly.
"Oh...crud." The train was, to put it mildly, packed. Jacy shrugged and put on a practiced and perfected, "Don't mess with me" Look.
Hmm... the compartment door to her right looked promising. Striding confidently, she knocked a quick loud TAP-TAP-TAP.
***
The scene inside the compartment was comical. Ron had frozen in the middle of throwing a punch at Draco. Harry had been trying to hold back Ginny and Hermione from getting in the middle and possibly getting hurt. Everyone looked rather like someone had pressed, "pause" on a movie. The knock sounded again and the unfroze.
"Weasley, I otta..."Draco lunged at Ron, who stepped to the side. Draco missed and would have fallen, but at that moment the door opened and Jacy stepped in, thinking to hell with manners. She was a teacher and could sit here if she wanted to.
"What the hell is going on?" Jacy spat as she caught Draco by the arm and spun him around.
Draco, thinking she was another student started, "None of your bloody business you..."His voice faded as Jacy's eye brow rose.
"Perhaps I should introduce myself." The teens stared at what they thought was a 7th year. "My name is Jacy Quinn. I'll be teaching DADA."
She turned to Ron. "Ah...Weasley. Why don't you introduce me to this lot?"
Ron's eyes widened. "How do you know my name?"
"I know your father." A corner of Jacy's mouth kicked up. "Relax. I promise I don't bite." Hard, she added silently as the students stared at her frozen.
Hermione blinked and stepped forward, offering her hand. "I'm Hermione Granger. This is Ginny, Ron's sister, Harry Potter, and" She added with a hint of laughter. "That is Draco Malfoy."
Draco straightened. "Something funny Granger?"
"No."
Jacy rolled her violet colored eyes and tucked a lock of hair behind one ear. "What was the cause of this little scuffle?"
"Ron caught Draco looking at my butt." Ginny stated flatly as a blush began to creep into her face.
"Ah. Well at least school hasn't started, I don't have to take any points away."
"I'd watch my back if I were you Malfoy.' Ron practically growled.
"Okay, I have a solution. Ron, you don't kill Draco, and Draco won't look at your sister's bum in front of you again. Okay?" The group nodded, Draco was smirking.
"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to sit down." Jacy made her way to the Window and sat. Pulling a book called "Shadowland" By Jenny Carroll from her bag, she was soon engrossed.
"Bye love." Draco winked at Ginny and wisely mad e a hasty exit.
"Gin, I don't know what you see in that slimy git." Ron threw his hands in the air, gesturing wildly as he blithered on and on.
Hermione sat and pulled out Hogwarts, a History. She was soon busy taking notes.
Harry rolled his eyes. Except for Prof. Quinn and Ginny's "relationship" with Malfoy, everything was back to normal. The only seat left in the compartment was across from Prof. Quinn. Sticking his stuff in the overhead, he sat and looked out the window. Some minutes later he felt someone's gaze on him. Looking up, he met Prof. Quinn's steady purple stare.
"It's remarkable."
Harry swallowed. "What is?"
I'm sure you've heard this before, but you look amazingly like Prongs, I mean, James." A sort of sweet sad and wistful smile appeared on her mouth.
"You knew my father.
"Yes." A grin lit up her face, making her eyes shine. "James, Remus, Sirius, Lily, Peter and I were all in the same year."
Harry leaned forward. "Then why weren't you in any of the year books?"
Jacy caught on. He didn't believe her. "When I was at Hogwarts, I was I hiding from my father."
"Why?" Harry frowned.
"Because he's a maniac. I was only here for 3 years. I left in my 6th."
"Again why?" Harry realized that all other conversations in the compartment had stopped.
"Because he had found me."
"Who's he?
"My father."
"Who's your father?"
Jacy quirked a brow, "I can see you don't believe me. Well, when we get to Hogwarts you can ask Remus, who's substituting for Hagrid." With that, she went back to her book. The kid would never know how much he had just hurt her.