Sirius' Jewel

Chapter 1

And where the hell is platform 9 3/4? I thought to myself, looking around King's Cross. I saw platforms nine and ten, but nothing except a barrier between them. I sighed and leaned against the barrier and…fell right through it. I fell down on the other side, trunk and all. I looked up and saw a sign that said: Platform 9 3/4. Well, I found the platform, I thought as I stood up and dusted myself off. I walked towards the scarlet train that bore the name- The Hogwarts Express. It was now or never.

Two months earlier

"I just don't understand why you're not happy, Jules. You're the top witch off your class! What more do you want?" Mr. Atari, the principal, asked me. I was sitting in his office right on time as usual. Every Tuesday at about eleven-thirty I was in Mr. Atari's office for doing something or another.

"I want to be accepted by everyone in this stupid hell hole!" I exclaimed. "Mr. Atari, every Tuesday I come in here at eleven-thirty and every Tuesday you asked me the same damn question, " I continued, kicking my feet up on his desk, "and every Tuesday I give you the same answer. You should know by know why I'm not happy."

"People would be a lot more accepting of you if you made yourself more approachable. But you spend your time pulling pranks and starting fights. I know that you've been having a rough couple of years, but that's really no excuse, Ms. Starr. And you know it." Mr. Atari replied, sternly. "But seeing as I can't get through to you, I'm going to try something else." He added and I looked at him. "I sending you on a sort of exchange program. Next year you're going to go to Hogwarts and if you like it there better than you finish out you schooling there."

"Are you freakin' serious?" I asked, slowly, and he nodded. "Oh my god! Thank you sir, I've always wanted to go there!"

"I know and I happen to be old friends the headmaster there, so I pulled a few strings. I just don't want to see a talented witch like throw away her future." He said, smiling at how this made me happy.

Oh, I won't sir! And thank you again for this opportunity!" I said, shaking Mr. Atari's hand and leaving his office.

That had been the last of the school year at Polk Academy. That was the last time I would ever have to go there and endure all the crap that people gave me constantly. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I'm a cold heartless bitch or anything. I just didn't get along with anyone at school. Partly because none of them understood what I was going through and partly because I didn't want to let anyone in after what had happened. But going to Hogwarts was like a dream come true!

I spent the first half of summer at a "girls and boys home" in LA. I don't know why they just don't call them orphanages- I guess they think it sounds offending. Anyways, I passed each day with the thought that I was one day closer to being free and that made me roll out of bed in the morning and go through the routine I'd become accustomed to.

And then half way through July I flew over to England, where I would be staying at a place called the Leaky Cauldron until it was time to go to school. I had directions on how to get there and directions to King's Cross too.

When I arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, I was greeted by a tall witch with long dark hair. She introduced herself as Catalina, the owner. She showed to my room and said that if I needed anything to just ask. She seemed very nice. As I settled in my room I still couldn't believe that this was happening to me. I flopped on to the bed and fell asleep thinking about Hogwarts, hoping it would be better than Polk…