Hey everyone!! This is my first fic. so review. I want to know how well I did (or how bad). If it's aweful then tell me so I can stop writing and cry until my eyes fall out. I'm just kidding, I like reviews even if they're bad. Wait, how do I know if I like reviews, good or bad, if I never had any. Well any who. I love you, just for even considering reading my story, I love you and your my best friend (hugs and kisses). Well, I probably scared you away by now. And to the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of his friends. Rowling owns everything. But I do own Jasmine and Gally, but I don't own the fact that they are a house elf or a wizard. I didn't come up with the idea of wizards. Hey, I don't think Rowling came up with the idea of wizards either. Who came up with wizards any ways? Okay too much thinking. Reviewing disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Rowling doesn't own the wizard idea. Oh yeah, I don't own Harry Potter.

If Rowling is reading this (which I highly doubt) I'm sorry about the whole owning thing. It seems like I hate Rowling or something, but I don't. I adore Rowling. I'll shut up now!

Chapter 1

The move

Jasmine spent most of her morning trying to find her other shoe. She was always loosing her shoes. It wasn't like she only had one pair of shoes, as a matter fact she had tons and tons of shoes, they were just missing their mate.

"Hurry up! We want to get to Diagon Alley before the place gets busy." A high pitch voice came from downstairs.

"One sec. I can't find my other--"

"It's down here, under the coffee table."

"Now, how did he know that?" She whispered to herself.

Jasmine was never graceful. As she came down the stairs she tripped over the one shoe she had on. She did a tumble in the air and was coming down for a hard landing when she was magically "caught".

"Thanks." Jasmine said out of breath. She knew the little house-elf at the bottom of the stairs had just "caught" her. Gally, was his name. Jasmine was left in Gally's care when her mother and father died.

After stuffing her feet into her shoe, Jasmine went to the fire place and watch Gally grab some floo powder and yelled "Diagon Alley!"

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She stood there thinking of all that happen that week, waiting to use the foo powder. She just move that week and everything was different than her old home. Her new home was smaller. She use to live in a huge manson own by her father. She never had been in half the rooms. But her new home was simple. It was nothing to complain about, it was just that, it was the same as all the houses around her. The neighbors weren't that great. Everyone seem too normal, well, it was the muggle world she did move into. Her neighbor who live across the street kept peeking over her curtains and mumble something then she would leave.

Jasmine missed her old home. It wasn't the fact that she had to move to a smaller home, as a matter of fact , she preferred the smaller house, she didn't trip that offend or get lost. Jasmine missed the smell and the memory in that house. She mostly missed the thought that her parents once lived there. Even thought she never meet her mother she always had dreams of her. Her mother was always misty so Jasmine couldn't see what she looked like, but Jasmine could feel her gentle hand glide around the frame of her face. She could smell her mother's light perfume before she enter the room. And hear her mother's soft voice as she sang Jasmine to sleep.

Jasmine also missed her father, but not as much as her mother. She had no memory of him, so she made up his life. He was likely to be clumsy as her was and a great man. Jasmine had no photos of her father or her mother so she didn't know how they looked like or how they were. She had no clue if she had her mother eyes or her father's nose. When Jasmine got thinking about it, she didn't even know her parents' name. Gally never talked much about her parents. Every time Jasmine tried asking Gally about her parents he would just act like he didn't hear her ask and change the subject. She didn't know anything about her parents, it was as if she had none, as if she came out of thin air.

After moving all their stuff from the old house to the new house, Gally went away to speak with the headmaster of the school Jasmine was to attend. Something about her transferring to the school in her 4th year. Gally told Professor Dumbledore that they ran out of money and had to sell their home and move to a smaller one. Professor Dumbledore accepted her and she was given a school list. That's why they were headed off to Diagon Alley, to pick up her supply.

Snapping back to realty Jasmine grabbed some foo powder threw it in the fire place and yelled "Daigon Alley!" She hated using foo powder. The fact that you had to spin until you vomit out you guts then get smashed into the ground as your landing wasn't quite appealing to her. After another bad landing she just lied on her back trying to swallow down her guts that were treating to come out.

"That was fun!" Gally said as he gave Jasmine a hand up.

"Speak for yourself." She mumble, dusting herself off.

"You know what, we should of just moved you to the floor. You spent half your life there!" Gally joked. Gally was different than most house-elf, because sometimes he forgets he was a house-elf. Gally spent most of his life raising Jasmine, and Jasmine always treated Gally as an equal.

"Ha, Ha, very funny." Jasmine sarcastically said, giving Gally a playful shove and almost knocking him over.

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Ok hope you like! It's a bit short. There's really isn't any action in this chapter but the next chapter should have a little. Once Jasmine at Hogwarts there should be a lot of cool and juicy scenes. Keep reading it gets better I promise! Love ya! Review now! please!