Disclaimer: I never have and never will own any of the HP characters nor anything you recognize. I do own Jazz, Luke, the teachers at JIM, JIM, and the plot. So there...

Chapter 3: We're Going Where!

Jazz and Luke walked calmly into Professor Astoria's office. They knew where the professor's office was as both of them had been in there before. Often, it was due to mischief, but there was the occasionally time that it was due to something good. Her office was painted in light colors. The walls were a cream color with gold swirls of different thicknesses all around the walls. The curtains were of a midnight navy with sheer drapes of gold draped in front of the balcony doors. The chairs were cushy, but still looked elegant with a deep cherry wood on the feet and making up the desk. The Headmistress was seated at her desk pouring coffee for herself and her companion, a man with deep purple garments and long silver hair and beard. His blue eyes twinkled as he turned at the sound of the opening door. The two students quickly appraised him with an once-over. A small grin crept onto his face as the students shut the door and walked farther into the room.

"Professor? You wanted to see us?" Luke questioned tentatively. It was quite unusual that the Headmistress would pull them out of class. Normally, she waited until the students' off period or during meal or break time. The fact that they were summoned at the beginning of class and weren't expected to return that day was something to be concerned about.

"Ah, yes. Miss Myers and Mr. Mathews have arrived. Please, be seated, both of you. Would either of you like some coffee?" Both murmured their denial as they sat. The Headmistress continued. "You have been called due to situations that have recently arisen. First, let me introduce Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in England. He is here on the business that pertains to you two. I don't know how much you now about the war in the wizarding world over in England, but it has been rapidly escalating." At this, Jazz stiffened and Luke looked anywhere but at the two professors. Both of them had lost family members due to the war and the attacks. "Professor Dumbledore needs to explain the next part. I hope that you will take the events and your pasts in consideration to his offer." The students exchanged a glance and focused their attention on the British wizard.

"Voldemort is the dark wizard behind all the attacks that have been plaguing Europe. Perhaps you have heard of Harry Potter? Yes? That's good; then I won't have to explain his history. He is thought to be the only who can defeat Lord Voldemort. Recently, a prophecy had come to light. At the same time, a student, who we think may be developing into a Seer, had a vision of you two fighting. No, I wasn't sure who you were. She saw the school and the two of you our flying. I came and described your image to Professor Astoria, and you two came to mind. We would hope that you will help us make the prophecy come true." He paused to gauge their reactions. He didn't have to wait long.

"Hold your horses! Somebody all the way in England gave some prophecy and saw us in their dreams, and you think that we are going to save the world or something! You've got to be kidding me! How do we even know that you're for real?" Jazz exploded. She didn't like surprises or being confused and both were happening to quickly.
"Miss Myers! I'm appalled at your outburst! Professor, please excuse her behavior." Professor Astoria was mortified that Jazz would accuse Dumbledore of making it up. Luke quickly quenched doubts in Jazz's mind.
"My cousin goes there. I'm guessing you know Draco Malfoy, Professor? I believe he's Head Boy. Jazz, calm down. We should here the prophecy before you do anything rash." Jazz scowled at him, muttering something about him being too calm.
"I agree. You should hear the prophecy. Here, I have it written out. You can read it and then we'll talk." Professor Dumbledore handed them a scroll. Jazz read over Luke's shoulder.

Two will try to rule our world.
Separate for many years until they unite in force
Eight must join to save us all.
The ones marked as evil's friend and foe will have the power to vanquish.

Two will come over water's waves to mark the beginning of the fight:
The teacher to help them grow stronger in their fight
The healer to clean up the many messes that will be made

The other six will have a history of friendships and fights.
One will believe in that which many do not and will give faith to the other seven.
A brother's love for his sister will show them the power of unconditional love.
The logician will keep them sane and make the fuzzy future clear.
And the fighters, the friend and foe to evil, must learn to trust each other and guide the others to have this trust.

Because without each of these and their talents, all might be lost.

Luke was surprised at the bluntness of the prophecy. He could identify four of the eight: him and Jazz, that Potter boy, and his cousin, Draco. Who the other four were was beyond him. He looked a Jazz. She was looking at the page with a slightly confused look on her face. He turned back to the two professors.
"So, you know who the other six are, right?" he questioned the Headmaster.

"Not quite. We know five of them: Evil's foe, the logician, the brother and sister, and the dreamer. Incidentally, the dreamer is the Seer we spoke of earlier. We aren't sure of Evil's friend, but we are researching it."

"I'm fairly sure it's Draco. There's little doubt in my mind, but then again, I don't know all the students at Hogwarts." Luke was calm while he said this. He could tell that Jazz was confused and was about to let it be known. Suddenly, a look of realization dawned on her face.

"Wait a minute. You want us to go to England with you to save the world, don't you? I was right! We're going to save the world. Like Superman or Batman or something. Ooh! I call making up the code names!" Jazz was starting to get excited. She might be able to see a different wizarding world. Since she was a muggleborn student, she only had seen the wizarding world in her area.

"This isn't a game Miss Myers. While we hope you will make many pleasant memories if you help us, there will be just as many unpleasant ones." Professor Dumbledore cautioned Jazz sharply. He knew of her rambunctious attitude and worried that she wouldn't take it seriously. Luke surprised him by saying that she would be serious when the time came. He thought he was the only one who appeared to read minds.

"When do we leave? We are going with them, aren't we Luke?" Jazz questioned the professors. Luke merely nodded as he two was waiting the answer to that question.

"You'll need to be there in time to begin with your classmates. You might as well start packing. You're dismissed, for now." Professor Astoria turned away.

"That doesn't answer my question, Professor."

"In about two hours," was the reply.

AN: I haven't gotten any response on this story. I don't know if ya'll hate it or like it. Will someone give me an opinion one way or the other? Am I wasting my time? Review and let me know.
Renee