Somewhere I Belong
Chapter Four
"Well come in, come in," he chuckled.
Jessyka walked into Dumbledore's office. She wasn't sure what to do or say. Should she run in and say,'What up g?' or just give him the simple little nod and sit down? Since there was no way of knowing what to do at this time she just sat done and timidly said hello.
"There is no need to be frightened my dear, it's alright. I won't hurt you," he said calmly.
She pulled the chair that she was sitting in closer to his desk, other wise bringing it closer to him so he didn't feel offended in any way.
"I know what has happened. I don't know how though. That is still a mystery to me. Would you fell comfortable if I asked you a couple of questions?" he asked politely. He then raised his eyebrows waiting for an answer.
"It would be fine."
"Good. Now can you tell me the last thing you remember doing before you came to be here. And I need every single detail. That means the emotion you felt and where you were."
She started telling him what had happened that day, and how it was here first day at a new school starting high school with no friends.
"How did that make you feel," he asked.
"Well, I felt alienated. Everyone I knew was half the way across the country. No one would talk to me. I guess I felt miserable."
"I see."
She started telling him about when she came home and how she felt about her parents fighting all the time. Tears were now streaming down here fair face. She had never talked to anyone like this before. And the best felling about it was that he had listening to every word she had said.
Then she started to tell him about the book.
"Wait, I shouldn't tell you about the book. It might change the ending of it."
"My dear, I already know about the books."
"What?" she gasped.
"there has been other events like this. This has happened before."
"It has?" she asked in shock.
"Yes, now I remember reading about it in a book. It takes a lot of emotion. And that person has to want what they're thinking more than anything. What kind of emotion did you feel when you were about to fall asleep?"
he looked at her in the most peculiar way.
"I was at the chapter-I was at the chapter that Cedric died. They had been in their last task for the Triwizard Cup. It was all Harry and Cedric," she paused.
"Yes, I know that Harry was to be picked. Jessyka, me and one of my colleagues stumbled upon your world about 4 years ago. It was right before Harry had started his first year. I knew if I had brought the books back with me it would mean putting him in danger if someone had found it. So, I read the books. I was a loss for words. How could this book tell what happens to us? Were we just some story made up in someone's sub-conscience to entertain muggles? I couldn't answer that. I also understand they had made that book into a movie. It was when I told my friend we would have to leave before anyone would see us. Btu he had decided that it was much more peaceful there, so he stayed and I came back. I swore to myself that I would try not to prevent anything from happening that didn't happen in the books, but I couldn't help myself. I knew if I didn't do what I did, that some people would be dead."
"Did you find out if the story had changed?"
"Well, it was funny. About a week or so later as I was trying to decide what to do, my friend had come back for a visit. He had found a way to come back and forth from your world to ours. He had come to say goodbye for good. He was to marry a muggle from your world, and he didn't want her to know about his past life. So, he brought me all of the books. It was very emotional. He was like a brother to me and I will never forget him. So he handed me the books and asked if I would destroy the port that allowed him to come back. As a friend I said yes. He waved goodbye and fell back into the darkness. And so I destroyed the port. I read the books one last time, burning them into my memory and threw them into the fire."
"But then how did you know if you changed the book?" Jessyka asked.
"Well, if I do remember there is a chapter in one of the books that tells when Harry goes into my penseive. I simply stored the memory of reading the books in there. And if I think I might have changed the story in anyway, I look back. But the funny thing is, nothing changes."
Jessyka thought,' What if I stayed here. If I can't get back to that horrible life, then what's the big deal. I can stay here.'
"Professor. Did you know about everything. I mean about Peter and Sirius. Did you know about them?"
"Yes I did. I didn't want to do anything because what was to be has to just be." (Have no clue if that made sense, but whatever)
There was complete silence for about two minutes. Which to Jessyka felt like five.
"So...how am I to do this thing, to stay here at Hogwarts. How do I blend in?"
"Well, I have a very affective potion that we can use for this situation. It's very powerful. Let's just say that it will bring you up to scratch with what all the other fourth years are well, actually, more than what a fourth year can handle."
He gave her the potion and told her to just act normal, well, like a witch and blend in as much as possible.
"What if I accidentally let something happen that doesn't happen in the book?"
"It will not matter, it doesn't change in the book." He gave her this almost devilish up to no good kinda smile. She liked it.
She made her way up to the Slytherin common room and up to her dormitory. She looked to the side. She had a pile of books, a sheet with her timetable, and a note written on it.
"Have fun," she read out loud. She grinned and looked at the books he had given her.
"Potions, Defense against the dark arts, divination, transfiguration, and hello who are you?" she held up the book and read it slowly," For me and me only, what?"
She skimmed the book quickly. It had all sorts of spells. There was fixing your appearance for others to go ooh, how to make colors go together, and getting rid of blemishes. She had laughed out loud and put the book with all the others. She changed into the nightgown that was on her bed with her school uniform and other clothes. She then opened the flask Dumbledore gave her to become 'up to speed' with everyone else and laid down. Suddenly a wand appeared on her night table. She smiled and turned on her side and fell asleep.
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Chapter Four
"Well come in, come in," he chuckled.
Jessyka walked into Dumbledore's office. She wasn't sure what to do or say. Should she run in and say,'What up g?' or just give him the simple little nod and sit down? Since there was no way of knowing what to do at this time she just sat done and timidly said hello.
"There is no need to be frightened my dear, it's alright. I won't hurt you," he said calmly.
She pulled the chair that she was sitting in closer to his desk, other wise bringing it closer to him so he didn't feel offended in any way.
"I know what has happened. I don't know how though. That is still a mystery to me. Would you fell comfortable if I asked you a couple of questions?" he asked politely. He then raised his eyebrows waiting for an answer.
"It would be fine."
"Good. Now can you tell me the last thing you remember doing before you came to be here. And I need every single detail. That means the emotion you felt and where you were."
She started telling him what had happened that day, and how it was here first day at a new school starting high school with no friends.
"How did that make you feel," he asked.
"Well, I felt alienated. Everyone I knew was half the way across the country. No one would talk to me. I guess I felt miserable."
"I see."
She started telling him about when she came home and how she felt about her parents fighting all the time. Tears were now streaming down here fair face. She had never talked to anyone like this before. And the best felling about it was that he had listening to every word she had said.
Then she started to tell him about the book.
"Wait, I shouldn't tell you about the book. It might change the ending of it."
"My dear, I already know about the books."
"What?" she gasped.
"there has been other events like this. This has happened before."
"It has?" she asked in shock.
"Yes, now I remember reading about it in a book. It takes a lot of emotion. And that person has to want what they're thinking more than anything. What kind of emotion did you feel when you were about to fall asleep?"
he looked at her in the most peculiar way.
"I was at the chapter-I was at the chapter that Cedric died. They had been in their last task for the Triwizard Cup. It was all Harry and Cedric," she paused.
"Yes, I know that Harry was to be picked. Jessyka, me and one of my colleagues stumbled upon your world about 4 years ago. It was right before Harry had started his first year. I knew if I had brought the books back with me it would mean putting him in danger if someone had found it. So, I read the books. I was a loss for words. How could this book tell what happens to us? Were we just some story made up in someone's sub-conscience to entertain muggles? I couldn't answer that. I also understand they had made that book into a movie. It was when I told my friend we would have to leave before anyone would see us. Btu he had decided that it was much more peaceful there, so he stayed and I came back. I swore to myself that I would try not to prevent anything from happening that didn't happen in the books, but I couldn't help myself. I knew if I didn't do what I did, that some people would be dead."
"Did you find out if the story had changed?"
"Well, it was funny. About a week or so later as I was trying to decide what to do, my friend had come back for a visit. He had found a way to come back and forth from your world to ours. He had come to say goodbye for good. He was to marry a muggle from your world, and he didn't want her to know about his past life. So, he brought me all of the books. It was very emotional. He was like a brother to me and I will never forget him. So he handed me the books and asked if I would destroy the port that allowed him to come back. As a friend I said yes. He waved goodbye and fell back into the darkness. And so I destroyed the port. I read the books one last time, burning them into my memory and threw them into the fire."
"But then how did you know if you changed the book?" Jessyka asked.
"Well, if I do remember there is a chapter in one of the books that tells when Harry goes into my penseive. I simply stored the memory of reading the books in there. And if I think I might have changed the story in anyway, I look back. But the funny thing is, nothing changes."
Jessyka thought,' What if I stayed here. If I can't get back to that horrible life, then what's the big deal. I can stay here.'
"Professor. Did you know about everything. I mean about Peter and Sirius. Did you know about them?"
"Yes I did. I didn't want to do anything because what was to be has to just be." (Have no clue if that made sense, but whatever)
There was complete silence for about two minutes. Which to Jessyka felt like five.
"So...how am I to do this thing, to stay here at Hogwarts. How do I blend in?"
"Well, I have a very affective potion that we can use for this situation. It's very powerful. Let's just say that it will bring you up to scratch with what all the other fourth years are well, actually, more than what a fourth year can handle."
He gave her the potion and told her to just act normal, well, like a witch and blend in as much as possible.
"What if I accidentally let something happen that doesn't happen in the book?"
"It will not matter, it doesn't change in the book." He gave her this almost devilish up to no good kinda smile. She liked it.
She made her way up to the Slytherin common room and up to her dormitory. She looked to the side. She had a pile of books, a sheet with her timetable, and a note written on it.
"Have fun," she read out loud. She grinned and looked at the books he had given her.
"Potions, Defense against the dark arts, divination, transfiguration, and hello who are you?" she held up the book and read it slowly," For me and me only, what?"
She skimmed the book quickly. It had all sorts of spells. There was fixing your appearance for others to go ooh, how to make colors go together, and getting rid of blemishes. She had laughed out loud and put the book with all the others. She changed into the nightgown that was on her bed with her school uniform and other clothes. She then opened the flask Dumbledore gave her to become 'up to speed' with everyone else and laid down. Suddenly a wand appeared on her night table. She smiled and turned on her side and fell asleep.
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