Charmed

Jasmine looked over at the man standing next to her, her brother. He was holding the small, helpless child in his arms known to them as their sister. He was looking over the cliff, past the rather large body of water, and right at the sunset. They always watched the sunset whenever they couldn't get their sister to fall asleep. They would sit their watching it, holding her, and Jasmine singing in her angelic voice until sleep finally overtook the small child of eight.

She watched her brother closely. He was strong, yet soft with them. To her he could do almost anything. Her brother had raised them ever since their parent's death. Even though he was older than her, he listened and did what she told him. She was in charge of him, due to an ancient magic.

"I think that it's time to go and find them." She said. He turned to her, looking in her eyes. "Yah, I think your right." He paused, and then added. "I just hope that their ready."

"Their ready, trust me, no one knows them better than I do." She answered without taking her eyes off of the sunset that they were currently watching.

Draco woke suddenly from a dream he had. It was the dream that he always had. There was this beautiful woman. Long brown hair, big blue eyes, and porcelain colored skin. She was covered only with fire, dirt, and water, while the wind blue through her hair.

He looked down and realized that he was only covered by water. As he looked around, he saw three stones. One read, one blue, and one brown. He looked up at the beautiful woman again; he suddenly wanted her so bad he couldn't see straight.

Then she opened her mouth to say something and he woke, every time. He was so frustrated that he could never get closer or hear what she said.

Draco realized that it was just a silly dream and he had other things to be dealing with. Like the war, Voldermort, Death Eaters, and how to get away from them. He truly didn't want it, none of it, he hated killing people and seeing Dumbledore did was the last straw. That night of the old mans death he lay awake in his bed thinking. I can't do this, it's just not me. I know I am not a great person, but I don't have that much in me. I need to get away from this. But how? Draco asked himself, and then the answer hit him. The Order.

He had also realized that they would hate him and probably never trust him. But he had no other choice. He had to do what he had to do. What Draco didn't realize was that there were two other people in the world waking up to the same dream also.

Draco looked at the fire place; it was placed exactly in the middle of the wall in his room. It was a rather large fire place; it could fit three people standing straight up in it. He always used it for floowing. He didn't like using the others in his house, they weren't large enough.

He knew the destination that he needed to go to, and he knew what waited for him there. He knew that they would always hate him, never trust him, and possibly they might not even help him. But he had no other choice. He had to do what he had to do.

He walked toward the fireplace, grabbed some flew powder, and threw it into the fireplace; he quickly stepped in and called out the words, "Headmistress' Office".

Jasmine walked into the castle, she had never been there before. But she had heard about it all her life, from her father and mother. They had gone there as children and were taught under, as her father liked to call him, 'the greatest wizard of our time', Albus Dumbledore.

She would love to have met Dumbledore, but he had died a few years earlier. She walked up to a gargoyle, waved her hand and it jumped aside, and stone steps standing behind it. Her, her brother, James, and her sister Janey, all made their way up the stairs. She knocked on a door, and then before anyone could answer she waved her arm and the door swung open.

She saw an older woman, with a stern face sitting behind a desk on the other side of the room. There was a man with a worn face, and sandy blonde hair sitting in a chair opposite him. Sitting next to him was a man, about her age, with brown hair and curious scare on his face. Next to him were two red headed people, one man, very tall looking (even though he was sitting) and woman about the same age with long hair. Next to her was another girl about their age with curly brown hair.

As she walked in with her siblings following close behind her, all the occupants of the room quickly stood up with their wands facing her. They all looked at her with hate in their eyes. She knew why though. To them she looked as if she was using dark magic. Also the fact that she was wearing a black cloak and looking just like a death eater.

Realizing this she quickly took off the cloak. Showing her face, made two people in the room drop their wands; the man with the scare, and the red head girl. They looked at her like she was a ghost she quickly smiled. Everyone looked at her without saying a word. Then from the corner of her eye she saw something stir. She looked and saw a picture, with an old man, with a long whit beard sitting in it.

He looked at her smiling, his eyes twinkling, then said, "I was wondering when you were finally going to come." She looked at him knowing who it was. Albus Dumbledore.

"Who are you?" The man with the scare asked.

Before she could answer Albus answered for her. "She is Jasmine Garant. She is a very special person and a guest here. I have been waiting for her for about ten years."

"Miss Garant?" The stern faced woman asked. "You're Miss Garant?"

"Why, yes I am." She answered with her southern accent. Everyone, at that time had dropped their hands to the side still holding their wands.

"Miss Grant, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Professor McGonagall. Or well, now Headmistress McGonagall. You can call me Minerva." The stern faced woman told her.

"Wait what is going on here?" The scared man asked.

"You will find out soon, wind." Jasmine answered. Then turning back to the woman she said, "It's very nice to meet you Minerva," she turned to the picture with the man in it, "and Dumbledore, I presume?" The man nodded. "Now, for all you who don't know me, I am Jasmine Garant. This," she said while gesturing to her siblings, "is my sister, Janet Garant, but we call her Janey, and this is my brother James Garant. You can all call me Jas, except, you two." She said while pointing to the red headed woman and the scared man. "I have a different name for you two."

They man and woman looked at each other. Then back to her. Not knowing what to say the scared boy finally got out, "What?"

"Never you mind, you will know what I mean soon enough. But for now I wouldn't mind knowing your names."

"Well," the red head woman said, "I am Ginny Weasley, and this is Harry Potter." She said while pointing at the scared boy. Then while pointing out the sandy hair man she said, "And this is Remus Lupin, Ronald Weasley, my brother, and Hermione Granger." She said while pointing everyone out.

Jasmine nodded her head at everyone then Minerva finally said, "Are Ginny and Harry the two?"

Jasmine looked at the woman then said, "They are the two of four. One of the four hasn't joined us yet but will soon, very soon. And my brother is one also."

"What's going on?" Harry asked.

"Well, I guess I better tell you all then. I would like a seat and a cup of tea first, though." She stated.

Remus quickly moved and offered her his seat. She nodded her thanks and sat. She looked at everyone still standing then asked, "Well, are you all going to sit or not?"

Everyone quickly sat down then as a house elf appeared holding her cup of tea; she took it and started with the story.

"Well, have any of you ever heard of the elemental powers?" She asked, when everyone nodded she followed on with the story. "Well, there are four powers, as you all know, Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth. Three people in this room make up three of the four powers. I am, what would you call it, the controller?"

Everyone was quiet trying to take in all of this information. Then Harry finally asked, "Who? Who are they, and what is the controller?"

"You, Miss Weasley, my brother and a fourth that aren't here yet. And the controller, me, I have all your powers put together." Everyone just stared at her. "Okay, nobody can control you four. Not one person or being on earth or in the universe at all. Except, me and God. And I only answer to God. I have all power over you. If I tell you to do something you will do it, no matter what. Do you understand?"

"So you're telling us that we are really powerful and only answer to you, practically?" Ginny asked.

"Pretty much." Jasmine answered.

"So what are we?" Ginny asked.

"What do you mean?" Jasmine responded.

"Like, am I Earth or what?" She asked, looking rather excited.

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Oh, you are fire. Harry here is wind, and my brother here is earth. The fourth, which should join us in about a minute or so, is water."

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Who is it?" Harry asked.

"You'll see." Jasmine answered.

Then before anyone else could say anything the fireplace roared and green flames emitted from it. Then there was a figure. A tall man with blonde hair slicked back. He walked out of the fireplace, dusted himself off then looked at all the people in the room. He knew everyone in the room except, a man a few years older than him, a small child, and a beautiful woman sitting in a chair.

When his eyes finally fell on her his mouth fell open and he immediately made his way over to her forgetting everyone else in the room, until Potter drew his wand and pointed it directly at his neck. He stopped and not taking his eyes off of the woman, he said, "Potter, nice to see you again."

Harry looked at him then said, "Malfoy what are you doing here?"