Dream Come True
Author: endofall
Chapter One: The Letter
Jennie shoved robe after robe into her already overstuffed, black suitcase. 17 was a pretty young age to have to leave home and go out on your own. So, why Jennie? As if having the things she did, wasn't hard enough...
She could still feel the stiff, yellowing parchment complete with a red wax seal in her hands.
" Dear Miss Garland,
It has come to my attention that you, by word of your headmistress, have powers that would greatly influence the war against the Dark Side. Please consider joining us at the Order Of The Phoenix. You would truly benefit our universal fight against evil. This, of course, is optional. We realize that you as a minor who has yet to complete her schooling, have the right to object our request. The wizarding school in London, where the headquarters is located, would gladly allow your continuation of schooling upon their premises. Please deeply consider traveling to England. We would immensely appreciate your aid.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Founder of the Order
P.S.: Enclosed are:
-One way airplane ticket to London (too far to Floo)
-A Map of the area
-A Passport complete with picture and personal information
-List of arrival times to both London and Hogwarts"
Naturally, Jennie's parents made her go. The thought of their freak of a daughter becoming anything other than just that, made the idea glamorous.
But, just once, Jennie wished someone could see past her powers and care about her as a person. All anyone ever cared about was manipulating her into using her powers someway or another.
Jennie was very affected by her powers though. Her dreams often woke her in the middle of the night, screaming. Or thinking tortured thoughts. Her primary power, her "gift" was in her dreams, day-dreams, even in the few hapless moments her mind drifted, her focus distracted, especially at the sight of someone who would meet their immediate doom. Whence her mind did manage to drift, Jennie saw the future. Days, Weeks, Minutes in advance. There was really no way for her to be able to determine, all she knew is that they would happen.
As a result, she had developed a good sense of hearing and sight. All her senses alerted her even at the slightest noise. Jennie also had a fear so great of harm, that at the mention of anything that could be used as a weapon reduced her to hiding in the nearest spot available. Mainly because she had seen more horrendous things done with these than any other. And now, her insight would be used for another source of information.
Jennie's emerald eyes surveyed her room one last time. Sighing, she picked up her suitcase and wand heading for the fireplace just down the hall. Of course, her parents weren't there. THEY had gone out somewhere and left a short note barely saying goodbye. Jennie grabbed a handful of the powder, tossed it in the flames, and as they turned a sickly shade of green, shouted clearly "Mac Arthur Air Port!"
Author: endofall
Chapter One: The Letter
Jennie shoved robe after robe into her already overstuffed, black suitcase. 17 was a pretty young age to have to leave home and go out on your own. So, why Jennie? As if having the things she did, wasn't hard enough...
She could still feel the stiff, yellowing parchment complete with a red wax seal in her hands.
" Dear Miss Garland,
It has come to my attention that you, by word of your headmistress, have powers that would greatly influence the war against the Dark Side. Please consider joining us at the Order Of The Phoenix. You would truly benefit our universal fight against evil. This, of course, is optional. We realize that you as a minor who has yet to complete her schooling, have the right to object our request. The wizarding school in London, where the headquarters is located, would gladly allow your continuation of schooling upon their premises. Please deeply consider traveling to England. We would immensely appreciate your aid.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Founder of the Order
P.S.: Enclosed are:
-One way airplane ticket to London (too far to Floo)
-A Map of the area
-A Passport complete with picture and personal information
-List of arrival times to both London and Hogwarts"
Naturally, Jennie's parents made her go. The thought of their freak of a daughter becoming anything other than just that, made the idea glamorous.
But, just once, Jennie wished someone could see past her powers and care about her as a person. All anyone ever cared about was manipulating her into using her powers someway or another.
Jennie was very affected by her powers though. Her dreams often woke her in the middle of the night, screaming. Or thinking tortured thoughts. Her primary power, her "gift" was in her dreams, day-dreams, even in the few hapless moments her mind drifted, her focus distracted, especially at the sight of someone who would meet their immediate doom. Whence her mind did manage to drift, Jennie saw the future. Days, Weeks, Minutes in advance. There was really no way for her to be able to determine, all she knew is that they would happen.
As a result, she had developed a good sense of hearing and sight. All her senses alerted her even at the slightest noise. Jennie also had a fear so great of harm, that at the mention of anything that could be used as a weapon reduced her to hiding in the nearest spot available. Mainly because she had seen more horrendous things done with these than any other. And now, her insight would be used for another source of information.
Jennie's emerald eyes surveyed her room one last time. Sighing, she picked up her suitcase and wand heading for the fireplace just down the hall. Of course, her parents weren't there. THEY had gone out somewhere and left a short note barely saying goodbye. Jennie grabbed a handful of the powder, tossed it in the flames, and as they turned a sickly shade of green, shouted clearly "Mac Arthur Air Port!"