(A/N: yah, this is like, my favorite story I have written so far, so please do not dis it? R/r!)

Chapter One: A Whole New Outlook on Life

Slowly, but gently, Jaime turned her head to see the words written on the wall of her room. If she remembered correctly, they weren't there before she left…

Beware the ones you love and trust.

Kill them if you must,

For if you don't they will appease,

And send you strait to your knees…

Love and life do not mix,

So I dare you not to be tricked.

With love in hand and life in heart,

You will be dead at the start.

I dare you to remember these words…

She slowly read the words again. Who were they from? Who could have written them so quickly? Who could have gotten into her room? She looked strait to the wall again, her green eyes darting to and fro upon the words. She didn't understand…

Were these from her family? After living in a wizard orphanage all her life (and knowing she was a squib… or was she?) she had decided that her family would have already given up on her, I mean, who would want a squib in the family, if that was what she really was…

She thought it over, and concluded that this was just another stupid joke that one of the other kids were playing on her… at least that's what she thought… She knew she was a piece of crap, and the other kids hated her too, but she never thought they would go that far…

Why did she think so much of her family, she had never met them, and nobody could figure out who her relatives are… why would they just leave her behind like they had? Why would they do such a cruel thing to a child? She didn't even know who her parents were!

She read the writing on the wall again… was it written in… blood? Now they had just gone too far! She tore over to the wall and looked it over thoroughly, then got out her bottle of Ms. Queenlight's clean all disgusting surfaces and a rag… she couldn't get it off!

Her life seemed a little complicated at the moment…

Crack, crash, crack!

Jaime tore around, what was that?

Crack, crash, crack!

Looked to the window. There sat her owl, Lucidia, who was pecking at the note on her leg, that was sitting not only on her leg, but also stuck to the desk in which she perched.

"Er… what new ya' got, Lucidia?" Jaime said, surprised, "Somethin' imp'rtant?"

The owl just glared back at her in a strange way she had never seen before… was it disgust?

"OK then…"

She tore the note from the stranded owl, and then tore it open…

It read:

Dear Miss Jaime,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all the necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. we await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

Her eyes widened, did she read the note correctly? Was this really from Hogwarts? She was fifteen, why would they invite her when she was overaged to start? Would she have to wait to get her apparition test until she was older? Would everything be different… did this have to do with the writing on the wall?

She slowly walked to her room, starting to lye down on her bed. She was deep in sleep by the time she had hit the matrice.

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