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Chapter 2: Eagle and Serpent
Jamie, of course, knew the password. She was one of the few students - if not the only student - that had direct access to the headmaster. This was exactly why - to report things as soon as possible. And reporting this as soon as possible was a very important thing especially because she didn't know exactly *when* the break-in would be happening.
She raced down the halls and just before she reached the stone gargoyle, Tom Jenkins - Jamie's Ravenclaw boyfriend - approached her casually.
"Hey Jamie!" he said enthusiastically.
Jamie stopped for a second, and then began to walk very fast to the library to cover up for her running down the hallway.
"Hi, Tom."
Tom struggled to keep up with her, "Where are you going?"
Jamie thought for a second - *hmmm, where am I going?* "The library." she decided.
"Great! I was just about to go there myself. We can study together."
Jamie sighed. Tom was becoming more of an annoying little brother than a boyfriend. "That's okay, Tom - I just remembered I already did my homework today." *Oh goodness, I hope he buys that,* she thought.
Tom frowned, "But you just got out of class!"
"I did it during Divination." She lied lamely.
"Okay." Tom said looking at the ground. Then he smiled cheerfully, "see you at dinner then."
*How is it he's always so happy?* Jamie set off down the nearest staircase, and when she looked back, and saw that Tom was finally out of sight, she turned around, ran back up the steps, and gave the password to the stone gargoyle. She followed the moving staircase and knocked on the door to Dumbledore's office.
The door automatically opened. The portraits on the walls seemed to be asleep, but Jamie noted they were snoring a little too loudly for this to be true.
Dumbledore looked up from a very long roll of parchment he was reading. "News, Miss Waters?"
Jamie plunged in without preamble, "There will be a break-in at Gringotts. Death Eaters." She said simply.
"Did you see it?"
"Yes"
"When?"
"Well, I'm not sure, exactly. I know it will happen after sundown, but I don't know what date. I do know they're planning it, and I do know it's close."
"No, Miss Waters - when did you see it?"
Jamie's stomach sank, "Just now." She said it almost as a question.
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "In class?"
Jamie nodded her head guiltily. She knew that during class was the worst time she could have done it. But Dumbledore only smiled.
"Everyone's dozed off in Divination at least once."
Jamie laughed.
Dumbledore then became very grave. "I'll owl Gringotts security at once."
Jamie smiled and left the office.
She traveled down into the depths of the castle down to where the Slytherin common room was. *Why does it always have to be so dark down here?* She thought to herself.
Jamie approached the apparently blank stone wall, spoke the password, and entered through the door that slid open.
She did not belong here.
As always, almost every Slytherin present stopped what they were doing just to glare at her. *Welcome home!* She thought cheerfully to herself. Jamie was an orphan who had been entrusted to Dumbledore. So, naturally, she stayed at Hogwarts during holidays and summers. There was no refuge - no home to look forward to - to endure her stay here.
Sometimes, Jamie wondered if it was her parents who had entrusted her to Dumbledore. Who else would have? And if that were true, then did that mean her parents - or at least her mother and stepfather - knew they were going to die?
Jamie could see into the past on all occasions. But she - for some odd reason - could not see her own past. There was a cloud over her vision she could not explain. She couldn't remember much - but of course, she had been very young. Her biological father never really was a part of her life, but there was another father figure - Dumbledore had told her that it was her stepfather, and also told her not to ask any more questions.
She could vaguely see her mother - the same brown hair, the same brown eyes. But her stepfather - the one she was dying to remember - she could not see. Something was still clouding her vision.
She knew the rough outline of her childhood, but it was the details Jamie wanted - details she could only gather if she were seeing it in front of her. But that was the problem - she couldn't see.
Of course, there were some things Jamie did not want to remember, and some things she wished she had never known.
Pansy Parkinson looked over with a look of disgust. "Ugh, who gave *her* the new password?" she called out coldly, emphasizing the word *her* as if she were talking about a filthy rat.
"Oh give her a break, Pansy," Draco Malfoy said acidly, looking up from his book with a challenging look in his eyes, as if daring Jamie to say something, "It's not her fault that ratty old Sorting hat made a mistake."
Jamie knew it was meant to be an insult, but she couldn't help considering the possibility. People often told her she belonged in Ravenclaw - and it made perfect sense. Most Seers who had come to Hogwarts had been in Ravenclaw - although, only a few new she was a Seer. The famous Cassandra Trelawney herself had been in Ravenclaw. It was utterly clear why; Ravenclaws were known for their wisdom.
It really made no sense why brown-eyed, brown-haired Jasmine Waters apparently *belonged* in Slytherin house. Her mother had been in Ravenclaw and her father - well. now there's your answer.
Jamie suddenly remembered Draco was provoking her, and she racked her brain for something equally bitter to say, but when she found nothing, she finally settled on giving him a harsh glare.
Knowing she had made a complete idiot out of herself by saying nothing, Jamie decided she had no choice but to leave.
*But where to go?* She asked herself as she exited the common room and began to walk down the shadowy stone corridor. She decided to go with her instincts and head for the library.
*Exactly what a Ravenclaw would do,* she thought dryly.
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Chapter 2: Eagle and Serpent
Jamie, of course, knew the password. She was one of the few students - if not the only student - that had direct access to the headmaster. This was exactly why - to report things as soon as possible. And reporting this as soon as possible was a very important thing especially because she didn't know exactly *when* the break-in would be happening.
She raced down the halls and just before she reached the stone gargoyle, Tom Jenkins - Jamie's Ravenclaw boyfriend - approached her casually.
"Hey Jamie!" he said enthusiastically.
Jamie stopped for a second, and then began to walk very fast to the library to cover up for her running down the hallway.
"Hi, Tom."
Tom struggled to keep up with her, "Where are you going?"
Jamie thought for a second - *hmmm, where am I going?* "The library." she decided.
"Great! I was just about to go there myself. We can study together."
Jamie sighed. Tom was becoming more of an annoying little brother than a boyfriend. "That's okay, Tom - I just remembered I already did my homework today." *Oh goodness, I hope he buys that,* she thought.
Tom frowned, "But you just got out of class!"
"I did it during Divination." She lied lamely.
"Okay." Tom said looking at the ground. Then he smiled cheerfully, "see you at dinner then."
*How is it he's always so happy?* Jamie set off down the nearest staircase, and when she looked back, and saw that Tom was finally out of sight, she turned around, ran back up the steps, and gave the password to the stone gargoyle. She followed the moving staircase and knocked on the door to Dumbledore's office.
The door automatically opened. The portraits on the walls seemed to be asleep, but Jamie noted they were snoring a little too loudly for this to be true.
Dumbledore looked up from a very long roll of parchment he was reading. "News, Miss Waters?"
Jamie plunged in without preamble, "There will be a break-in at Gringotts. Death Eaters." She said simply.
"Did you see it?"
"Yes"
"When?"
"Well, I'm not sure, exactly. I know it will happen after sundown, but I don't know what date. I do know they're planning it, and I do know it's close."
"No, Miss Waters - when did you see it?"
Jamie's stomach sank, "Just now." She said it almost as a question.
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "In class?"
Jamie nodded her head guiltily. She knew that during class was the worst time she could have done it. But Dumbledore only smiled.
"Everyone's dozed off in Divination at least once."
Jamie laughed.
Dumbledore then became very grave. "I'll owl Gringotts security at once."
Jamie smiled and left the office.
She traveled down into the depths of the castle down to where the Slytherin common room was. *Why does it always have to be so dark down here?* She thought to herself.
Jamie approached the apparently blank stone wall, spoke the password, and entered through the door that slid open.
She did not belong here.
As always, almost every Slytherin present stopped what they were doing just to glare at her. *Welcome home!* She thought cheerfully to herself. Jamie was an orphan who had been entrusted to Dumbledore. So, naturally, she stayed at Hogwarts during holidays and summers. There was no refuge - no home to look forward to - to endure her stay here.
Sometimes, Jamie wondered if it was her parents who had entrusted her to Dumbledore. Who else would have? And if that were true, then did that mean her parents - or at least her mother and stepfather - knew they were going to die?
Jamie could see into the past on all occasions. But she - for some odd reason - could not see her own past. There was a cloud over her vision she could not explain. She couldn't remember much - but of course, she had been very young. Her biological father never really was a part of her life, but there was another father figure - Dumbledore had told her that it was her stepfather, and also told her not to ask any more questions.
She could vaguely see her mother - the same brown hair, the same brown eyes. But her stepfather - the one she was dying to remember - she could not see. Something was still clouding her vision.
She knew the rough outline of her childhood, but it was the details Jamie wanted - details she could only gather if she were seeing it in front of her. But that was the problem - she couldn't see.
Of course, there were some things Jamie did not want to remember, and some things she wished she had never known.
Pansy Parkinson looked over with a look of disgust. "Ugh, who gave *her* the new password?" she called out coldly, emphasizing the word *her* as if she were talking about a filthy rat.
"Oh give her a break, Pansy," Draco Malfoy said acidly, looking up from his book with a challenging look in his eyes, as if daring Jamie to say something, "It's not her fault that ratty old Sorting hat made a mistake."
Jamie knew it was meant to be an insult, but she couldn't help considering the possibility. People often told her she belonged in Ravenclaw - and it made perfect sense. Most Seers who had come to Hogwarts had been in Ravenclaw - although, only a few new she was a Seer. The famous Cassandra Trelawney herself had been in Ravenclaw. It was utterly clear why; Ravenclaws were known for their wisdom.
It really made no sense why brown-eyed, brown-haired Jasmine Waters apparently *belonged* in Slytherin house. Her mother had been in Ravenclaw and her father - well. now there's your answer.
Jamie suddenly remembered Draco was provoking her, and she racked her brain for something equally bitter to say, but when she found nothing, she finally settled on giving him a harsh glare.
Knowing she had made a complete idiot out of herself by saying nothing, Jamie decided she had no choice but to leave.
*But where to go?* She asked herself as she exited the common room and began to walk down the shadowy stone corridor. She decided to go with her instincts and head for the library.
*Exactly what a Ravenclaw would do,* she thought dryly.
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