The Song in the Locket
Chapter 1: Back to Hogwarts
It was Jamie's 5th year at Hogwarts. Jamie was a tall, slender girl, about 5'5 with blonde hair and bright green eyes. All through her life at Hogwarts she had been an unknown. She had a small group of friends, and she liked it that way, although sometimes she did get a longing to be in the limelight, to have everyone know her name, to have all of the guys like her. But that was only sometimes. She was Jamie Holland Snow, and she was just fine with that.
Jamie woke up to the sound of her mother's voice, calling "Jamie! Get up, you have to get ready for school!"
"All right, all right," Jamie said sleepily. She rolled over and closed her eyes again.
"I mean NOW, Jamie! You're going to be late for the train!" "I said OK!" yelled Jamie, very annoyed.
She slowly stuck one foot out from under the covers. The coldness of her room bit her leg and she quickly withdrew it.
"Jamie, don't you think about getting back in bed!" called her mother, "I know what you do!" "Fine!" grumbled Jamie as she stuck her foot out again. This time the cold was bearable.
Jamie slowly made her way to the bathroom, enjoying the seconds when she passed by a window with the sun streaming through. As she walked along, she began humming a song. She had no clue where it came from. "Wow, that's a good one," Jamie said and made a note to remember it.
As she entered the bathroom she looked in the mirror. Jamie looked at herself, at the girl she was, at the woman she would become. She thought about how over the summer, all of her friends had gotten into relationships except her. How all of her friends' parents were together, except hers. She looked at the few little freckles on her nose and at her bright green eyes that shone in the sunlight. Jamie wondered what would happen this year, who she would meet and what she would do. All of these thoughts ran through her head as she brushed her teeth.
"Jamie, hurry up! The train leaves in an hour. You know how traffic is," her mother yelled again. "Yes mother!" Jamie grumbled as she finished brushing her teeth and ran down the stairs.
Jamie soon arrived at the train station, said goodbye to her mom, and ran through the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. Here she was again, platform 9 and 3/4. Jamie headed towards the train. All around her, children were laughing, and parents were saying goodbye. Everyone was getting ready for another school year.
Jamie felt left out, almost isolated, as if she was watching everything from inside a glass box. It was kind of an eerie feeling. She began to board the train when she felt a soft tap on her left shoulder. It was Harry Potter.
Jamie felt her face flush as she turned around to look him in the eyes. Oh, those emerald green eyes! Harry's jet-black hair was hanging messy, like it always did. He had a pair of jeans on and a regular t-shirt, that looked three sizes too big for him. It came from Dudley, no doubt. Most of Harry's regular clothes did. She looked up at his forehead, and saw the scar, the famous lightning shaped scar. Harry got that scar from Voldemort, an evil wizard. He was the boy who lived. That title would remain with him the rest of his life. Jamie felt herself melt.
"Hey Jamie, nice seeing you again." "You too Harry," was all Jamie managed to say. Then Harry smiled. Jamie quickly turned around and ran inside the train, not looking back at Harry once. She was afraid he would notice that her face had turned a nice bright shade of red.
Jamie walked along the familiar corridors in the train until she found the compartment where her friends where sitting, Marisa, Robbin, and Cici. She felt a little better when she sat down next to them. She looked outside the window to see the last few students getting on the train. Then it lurched forward and headed out of the station.
"So, Jamie, how was your summer?" asked Cici, not sounding very interested. "Oh, you know, OK." said Jamie. Then she looked at Cici, and almost laughed out loud. Cici was staring at Jamie with her big blue eyes, and the look on her face was as plain as daylight: Ask me how my summer was! Ask me! Cici looked almost like a puppy begging her master for a treat. But Jamie wasn't in a good mood. She had run away from a perfect opportunity to talk to Harry. And besides, she didn't feel like listening to Cici talk on and on. So instead, Jamie kept silent, waiting to see what would happen next.
She didn't have to wait long, after about 10 seconds Cici burst out loud, "Well my summer was very interesting. See, I met Mark and…" Oh great! thought Jamie, Now she'll talk forever! Instead of listening Jamie leaned her head back on the seat and closed her eyes as the train slowly pulled towards Hogwarts.
Half awake, half asleep, Jamie let her mind wander. The first thing she thought about was Harry. She had talked to him a little during school, but had never really gotten close to him, like Ron and Hermione were. It did feel nice, though, when he noticed her and all. Maybe this year she would get to hang out with them, do exciting things. Then for a second, she thought 'Maybe even more...' but a loud bump brought Jamie back to reality.
"What was that?" asked Jamie. "Oh, the train just ran over a bump or something," said Cici, before returning to her story.
"Cici, can you please shut up, you are giving me a headache! And besides, no one really cares about Mark!" snapped Jamie.
At this Cici stopped. Her mouth was hanging open, and she tried to make some words but none came out. Instead she just looked like a fish. Then she closed her mouth and glared at Jamie. But Jamie only leered back and quipped , "Thank you Cici." All of a sudden, Robbin piped up, hoping to end the fight before it started. "Hey guys, we should get our robes on. We're almost there." All of the girls nodded and stood up to get their stuff. Cici glared at Jamie and wouldn't say a word to her the rest of the way there.
When Jamie stepped off the train she was swept in a wave of kids. Everyone was calling out, trying to find their friends, and get themselves ready. Then a loud voice rose up above all the rest. "First years! First years over here!! Follow me!" Jamie looked up. It was Hagrid, Hogwart's gamekeeper. Jamie watched as a flock of kids, half her height, with scared and excited faces, rushed towards the gigantic man. Jamie smiled, remembering her first year at Hogwarts.
Jamie made her way to the horseless carriages, crawled in one, and laid back as they pulled out of Hogsmeade and headed towards Hogwarts castle.
Jamie could see Hogwarts up ahead as the carriages bounced along. The great towers loomed dark and mysterious, and the many lighted windows could be seen clearly through the night. Over to Jamie's left she saw the lake, and if she squinted her eyes she could just see the water rippling and the huge tentacles of the squid looming slightly above the water. Jamie remembered the tournament last year, all the three tasks, leading up to….. But she couldn't think about it at the moment. Instead she focused her mind on food as the carriages pulled up to the castle gates.
When Jamie entered through the big doors, she was by herself. Cici had convinced Marisa and Robbin to come with her, telling them "Jamie will catch up." Cici was still mad at Jamie. That was the way it always was. Jamie and Cici fought, Robbin was a peace keeper and Marisa just followed whoever looked more in charge. Jamie knew Cici would forget about the whole thing in a few days. Then Jamie began to giggle, remembering the look on the Cici's face when she told her to shut up. To tell the truth, Jamie was glad she was alone. She was also very annoyed with Cici and was glad she didn't have to look at her, or listen to her.
The Great Hall looked splendid, as usual. As Jamie walked in she tilted her head back to look at the ceiling. As always, it was enchanted to look like the night sky, and tiny, sparkling stars could be seen everywhere. It was a clear night. When Jamie took her eyes off of the ceiling she saw Harry standing right in front of her.
"Hey Jamie, want to come sit with me?" he said. "Uh, sure" said Jamie. Yes! she thought, catching herself before she jumped into the air. Guess this day isn't so bad after all.
"Hello Jamie" said Hermione brightly as she saw her coming to the Gryffindor table. "Hey Hermione" Jamie said as she sat down between her and Harry. Hermione had grown a little over the summer, and she had also managed to tame her bushy brown hair using the gel. Her front teeth had been normal size ever since the incident last year when Draco Malfoy had tried to curse Harry but hit her instead.
Jamie could easily find Ron, with his flaming red hair and all of his freckles it was hard to miss him. Ron was still his tall thin self, and it looked like he was wearing one of Percy's old school robes. The Weasley's weren't very well off, and hand-me-downs were all they could afford.
"So how was your summer Jamie" ask Ron as a loud grumble rose up from his stomach.
"Uh, fine" said Jamie, lying, and sounding like it.
"Well that's good" said Ron, "I hope they hurry up, im starved" Harry and Hermione, however, exchanged glances and look doubtfully at Jamie.
The first years came bursting into the room right as Ron finished the word starved. All of them looked around in awe at the great hall and all of the students.
Professor McGonagall was at the lead, the sorting hat in her hands. She placed it on a stool and the sorting hat sang its song, which was completely different from last year.
Professor McGonagall then took out a large piece of parchment and called out the first name "Anson, Olivia!" A small girl walked up to the stool and placed the hat on her head "Gryffindor!" the hat shouted immediately.
"Belle, Frita!"…… "Ravenclaw!"
"Bunt, Henry!" ……. "Slytherin!"
"Cowell, Robert!"…….. "Gryffindor!"
Each child took longer than the last, until finally the sorting was done and everyone was in their proper houses. Then the food appeared on their plates in great abundance.
Everyone began to dig in, except Jamie. First she looked down the table, at her so-called 'friends', who left her. They didn't look like they were missing anything. They were happy as always.
Well, Jamie thought, I don't need them, they are bad friends anyways. But that didn't make her feel better.
Once Jamie was done glowering at her friends she looked across the hall, at the blonde haired, gray eyed Malfoy. He was also the rude, inconsiderate, unfeeling, uncaring, cold Malfoy. But Jamie looked at him, and for a second she thought she saw something else. He must have feelings, she thought. He can't be exactly like his father. And besides, he is pretty handsome… No! Jamie slapped her forehead. I cant like two guys.
"Hey Jamie, why did you slap your forehead?" asked Ron, stuffing his face with a bit of mashed potatoes. "Oh, it was nothing" said Jamie, silently cursing herself, Why did I do that for everyone to see? Ok Jamie, now you are really losing it! Just calm down.
Maybe he was like his father, but Jamie was going to find out. Then Draco looked at her and she quickly glanced away, hoping that he didn't notice her staring.
After many minutes of thought Jamie started to fill her plate with the delicious food, even though she didn't have much of an appetite.
Once the feast ended the food disappeared and Dumbledore stood up to say his few words of welcome. He had been silent before, and now he stood up, his eyes sparkling, taking in all of the new faces, as well as the old. His robes were blue with sparkling stars all over them, or at least that's what Jamie saw. Dumbledore smiled and waited for the hall to quiet down.
"Welcome to a new school year, everyone" he said smiling. "I see you all were hungry." A loud cheer rose up in the halls.
Jamie looked around, she saw everyone had a smile on their faces, that is, except one boy, Neville Longbottom. He was just standing there, with a blank expression on his face. Jamie thought it was a bit weird, but was suddenly distracted by someone grabbing hold of her right shoulder, breaking her concentration.
Harry was leaning on Jamie, his hand on his forehead.
"Harry, what's wrong" Jamie whispered, feeling a little scared. She looked at Harry's face, his expression was pure pain.
"Harry!" Jamie gasped. But Harry just stood there leaning on her shoulder and panting, clutching his scar.
"Well hopefully now your stomachs are filled, and you will get a good nights sleep," shouted Dumbledore.
Jamie looked over at Neville, again, at his blank expression. That isn't Neville, she thought, It couldn't be! But who, or what, was it?
Jamie looked up at Harry with a worried expression on her face, his hand was still tight on his forehead.
"Harry, what's wrong!" said Jamie, in a little more than a whisper.
"Nothing" said Harry, finally feeling the pain diminish. Jamie was about to open her mouth, but he motioned her to be quiet. "I don't want them to worry," he said, "It's nothing." He stood up, with beads of sweat covering his face.
"Once again, I would like to remind you all that the forbidden forest is out of bounds," Dumbledore smiled, and his eyes wandered the room. He stopped at Harry, who appeared as if he had been through a big ordeal.
"Now, on a more serious note" said Dumbledore, his eyes still fixed on Harry. "Voldemort is back again, as I have told you before." Everyone in the hall, except for Harry, Hermione, Jamie, Draco and the teachers, flinched at the name. Many of the students looked deathly white.
"It pains me to tell you, but you are all old enough, and smart enough, I believe, to handle this information." He paused for second, then continued "Last year he took one of our students, Cedric Diggorey." Many of the students looked at the floor remembering Cedric. He didn't deserve to die. Harry shuddered at mention of what happened last year.
Dumbledore seemed to notice the fear that was building up in the room because then he added, "You are safe here, and as long as you follow the rules everything will be fine"
Jamie looked over at Neville again, the blank expression was gone, however, Neville looked extremely tired, like he was about to collapse. Harry sighed and rubbed his forehead. Jamie sat there, trying to think about what just went on.
"I wish you all a happy new school year, and a good night's sleep. Can the Prefects please lead their houses back to the dormitories? I will see you all tomorrow."
Everyone stood up and began heading towards the door. Jamie pulled back until she was next to Harry.
"Harry, what happened in there?" "Nothing. I told you before," was the only answer she got. "But, it looked like your scar was hurting, and when your scar hurts that usually means…" Jamie's voice trailed off, hoping she wouldn't have to continue.
"Look, Im fine, OK! You don't have to worry about me, I just need some sleep," Harry snapped. Then he sped up leaving Jamie behind him.
"Aw, Potter and Snow in their first fight" came a cold voice from behind Jamie. She didn't even have to turn around to see who it was. Draco Malfoy.
"Shut up Malfoy, you don't know anything so keep out of it!" screamed Jamie, now really annoyed. First one boy she liked hated her, and now the second was being a jerk to her. She didn't know how much longer she could hold her temper.
"Snow, why were you staring at me during dinner? Is Potter beginning to bore you?" Malfoy sneered at Jamie. "I wasn't staring at you Malfoy. Who would want to anyway?" said Jamie, her face turning red. Then she spun around and ran out of the great hall, not looking behind her.
Jamie ran up the many staircases, skipping the trick ones, and came to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room. The portrait of the fat lady was still in place. The rest of the Gryffindor house was still outside and the prefects were telling everyone the new password.
"Jellybeans" one of them shouted and the portrait swung open to reveal the common room, looking the same as always.
Most of the students headed upstairs, but Jamie knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. Instead she sat down on the couch closest to the fire and stared into it.
Jamie didn't realize Harry had come to sit next to her until about 5 minutes after he was there.
"Hey Jamie" said Harry. "Look, I'm sorry I yelled at you before. It's just….when those things happen to me I get very tense, you know? And sometimes its hard…well…"
Jamie looked up at Harry. He seemed very sympathetic. "I know I scared you back there, and I'm sorry for that," he said.
"Im fine Harry, believe me." Jamie said, almost defensively. She didn't want him thinking she was some weak little girl.
"Well, I was just making sure. So, are we still friends?"
Jamie and Harry's eyes met, and they sat there for a good 5 minutes before Jamie said "Of course we are"
Harry smiled "Good" and he bent over to hug Jamie. Jamie felt like she could be in his arms forever, and the hug ended all too quickly for her.
"Well, goodnight Jamie, I'm going to head up to bed," said Harry. "Goodnight Harry," Jamie smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow" Harry turned around and walked up the stairs. Jamie felt a lot better now.
Jamie stood up and was about to head off to bed when she heard someone say "Hey Jamie, I have something to show you, come over here"
The voice frightened her. She thought all of the students had gone to bed. However she slowly turned around to see a dark shape sitting on the couch behind her.
"Neville?" Jamie said in total shock.
A/N: So, what do you think? Please R/R! If I don't get a lot of reviews I might not write another chapter. But then again… I probably will, because I love writing :D. Thank you for reading my story ;)
