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All through lunch, all Jade could think about was Harry's eyes. They were the most amazing color of emerald that she had ever seen. The rest of the day was filled with packing for school. As it turned out, Mrs. Weasley had bought Jade a few welcoming presents. A pair of new jeans with a nice sweater and new robes. She was very grateful for her.
After eating a light dinner, everyone retired to bed. As Jade lay in her bed, she stared up at the ceiling. She had never been to a normal school before and she was sort of nervous. She soon enough drifted off into a shaky sleep.
The morning came too quickly for Jade when the sunlight shone through the open window. She propped herself up on her elbows and looked around. Ginny's bed, as usual, was perfectly made. Hermione stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself from different views.
"Trying to impress someone?" Jade asked her. Hermione spun around quickly. "Oh I didn't realize you were awake!"
Jade smiled. "Seriously, who you trying to impress?" Hermione looked toward the ground. "No one. I'm just making sure I look okay. I mean it's really not like me to care what other people think, you know."
"You look fine," Jade reassured her as she climbed out of the bed. "What should I wear?" She walked over to the closet and opened the doors. Her eyes fell on the outfit that Mrs. Weasley kindly gave her. She took the jeans and the sweater into the bathroom and quickly changed.
"So what do you think?" Jade asked as she walked out of the bathroom fifteen minutes later.
Hermione smiled. "You'll sure be a hit with the boys." She walked over to the mirror and examined herself in the mirror. The denim jeans were tight, not too tight, but just tight. The sweater was brown and a little too big for her so the sleeves went past her fingertips. She had pulled her mess of hair into a high ponytail and put the diamond studs her mom had given her last year for her birthday in her ears.
Jade wasn't big on make-up and just put on some lip gloss. "Are you sure I don't look too slutty?"
"I'm sure," Hermione said smiling. "Let's go downstairs and have some breakfast so we're all ready for our first day."
Jade nodded, ignoring the butterflies circling inside her stomach. She and Hermione descended the stairs and made their way down into the basement. Mrs. Weasley had already started on making porridge and Ginny was adding blueberries to the top of the bowls.
"Hello girls," Mrs. Weasley said as she handed both of them bowls of porridge. "Are you excited for your first day of school?"
"I am," Hermione said sitting down at the table and digging into her food. "I miss all of my classes over the summer. And no matter how weird it sounds, I miss the work."
Mrs. Weasley laughed. "I remember when I was in school. . . ." "No one wants to hear it mom," Ron said as he walked down the stairs, Harry at his heels. They were both wearing jeans and polo shirts, Ron's blue and Harry's green.
"Oh Ron," she said, lightly wacking him with a dish towel. "So Jade, are you excited?" She smiled. "Excitement? Nervousness? I'm not really sure what it is. I've never been to a real wizard school before, my mom's been tutoring me since I was like five."
"Don't worry," Harry said smiling as he moved the blueberries around in his dish. "If anyone gives you a problem, you can talk to me and Ron. We'll take care of them."
"Oh I feel so loved!" she gushed sarcastically. Harry and Ron laughed while Hermione rolled her eyes. As the four teenagers ate, the rest of the Order made their way downstairs for breakfast. Each member wished the four a great school year, but not forgetting to give Jade an extra squeeze on the shoulder for reassurance.
Once she was finished with her porridge, Jade wished she had never eaten it. It felt like it all was going to quickly come back up on her and all over the table. Horrible thoughts suddenly filled her mind: What if she didn't fit in there? What if no one talked to her because of who her dad was? What if they found out her secret?
Mrs. Weasley's kind voice brought Jade out of her daymare. It was time to go and Jade was forced to put all these thoughts behind her.

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