Charmed

Ignoring the question, Draco kept his eyes on the woman. She was so beautiful, young, and familiar. She would be good for my collection. He thought thinking of all the women he had been with. But as he tried to think he found he couldn't. Something in his mind was making him lust after this woman.

He was so concentrated on her that he didn't even realize that anyone was talking to him. "I said, what are you doing here? Do you have a death wish, because I would love to kill you?"

Draco was about to respond when someone else spoke up. "You will not hurt him." The voice was beautiful and flowed like honey. Then he realized who the owner of the voice was and immediately walked over to her, forgetting the wand that was on his neck.

He walked over to her extended his hand, softly took hers in his, and placed the smallest kiss on it. He kept his eyes on hers as he slowly let her hand slip out of his. He stood up straight and asked her, "Who are you? If you don't mind me asking."

She looked deep into his eyes, his beautiful gray eyes, before answering. "I am Jasmine Garant. And you are?"

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

"Smooth, Malfoy, now, do you want to answer me or do you want me to Avada Kedravra you?" Harry interrupted.

"Potter, you want to know why I am here." Draco asked, looking back at Harry and then to everyone else in the room. "Fine I'll tell you. Believe it or not I…" Draco took a deep breathe, finding it very difficult to say what he need to say. "I…need your help."

Everyone just looked at him before half the people in the room started laughing. "You…need…our…help?" Ginny got out between laughs.

Draco didn't answer he just looked down at his feet. Then after the laughter died down Ron spoke up, "And how are we supposed to know that you aren't lying just to get information for all of your Death Eater friends."

Once again Draco wasn't able to answer the question because Jasmine spoke up for him, "I'll answer that for you." Draco whipped his head around to see Jasmine, now standing and walking over to him. She looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Tell me why you're here."

Without hesitation he answered, "I need the Order's help. I have been trying to get away from the Death Eaters and Voldermort for years now. I didn't know who else to turn to." He asked himself, where did all that come from.

She smiled, then turning around to face everyone else, she said, "You can trust him, he's okay."

"How do we know that we can even trust your story? It was a bit far fetched." Ron asked.

"I will prove it to you." Looking at Harry she said, "Harry, tell me your worst fear."

Before Harry could answer Hermionie beat him to it, "Well, everyone knows that, its dementors.

"Losing anyone else that I love." He answered as soon as Hermionie finished talking.

Everyone was quiet, and was now looking at Harry. No one expected that.

"Do you want more proof?" Jasmine asked.

"No need for anymore proof, I will tell them." Dumbledore said.

Everyone turned to the picture that Dumbledore was sitting in. "She is telling the truth. Trust me. I am the one who told her parents.

No one said anything for a while. Jasmine sat back down and Draco leaned against the desk next to her, staring at her. "I have a question." He asked. "What are all of you talking about?"

Harry wanted to tell him to stuff it, but didn't. He was still too shocked to say anything. Jasmine looked at him and told him what she had told the others earlier. By the end of the story, Draco was trying to not let his mouth fall open, James and Janey had took seats next to their sister, and all the others were just listening quietly.

"And you are water." She finished, telling him the story like it was something she did everyday, telling someone that they had more power than most people could even comprehend.

He looked at her and honestly answered, "I think I believe you. The only thing that I don't get is if I have these powers, then how come I have never been able to use them yet?"

"I, nor my mother, have ever let you use them."

"Your mother?" Harry asked.

"Yes, when I was young my mother received my powers for me. She was supposed to hold them for me until I was old enough for them. She was not allowed to use them unless an emergency. But I got the powers sooner than I should have."

"Why?" Ginny asked.

"Because my mother passed away eight years ago. When she died, I automatically got my powers. My father had to watch over me until I was fifteen. When I was fifteen, I had full control of my powers. I still don't know how it happened; I just woke up one day and felt so powerful it scared me. Then I could do things that I had never been able to do before. And the scariest part was that at all times of the day or night, I knew where every single one of you four were, what you were thinking and what you were feeling.

It took me three years before I could perfect the art of blocking all of that out of my head but I did. I'll tell you what. Feeling Harry and Draco's feelings at the same time is hard to do. I even tried to kill myself before, because I was so depressed."

No one said anything. Both Harry and Draco knew how bad she must have had it. They could barely take their pain, and it was their life. They shot quick glances at each other then at the floor then back at her. 'She shouldn't have had to go through that.' Draco thought, 'She's too, too…What is she exactly? Young? No she couldn't be older than I am. Innocent? I wouldn't know that or not.

Jasmine looked at him while he thought. She could tell that he was confused. "I'm sorry. I think I gave you all this too fast. I should have waited before telling you." She paused, gave a look at Dumbledore who nodded his head, she took a deep breath and went on, "But now that you know we must get started on your training."

Everyone brought their attention back to her. "Training?" Ginny asked.

"Yes, training, did you think that you would just get your powers and know how to use them all in one day?" A new voice asked. Everyone turned their heads to look James. It was the first time that he had spoken since they had shown up.

"James, right?" Harry asked.

"Yes." James answered.

"Look, you have probably known this, what, half your life? We just found this out, please give us a break. I have never even heard of these powers, except for in stories, so please; forgive us if we seem a bit shocked."

James just sat still staring at him not saying a word. He didn't want to get his sister mad, he knew what she could do when she was mad, and he didn't feel like dealing with her.

"Well, I will give you five hours to go collect clothing and whatever else you might need. Bring clothes for summer and winter days. I will meet you here."

"Wait, how long are we going to be gone and where are we going?" Harry asked.

We will be gone for one spring," she nodded at Draco, "One summer," she nodded at Ginny, "One fall," she looked at her brother," and one winter," she finished looking at Harry.

"We are going to be gone a year?" Ginny asked.

"No, it will seem like a year to us but not to anyone else, maybe a few weeks to everyone else. You see we will be in a parallel universe. You will understand at the end of our training." She paused. "Now I have business to attend to before we leave." She turned to leave her sibling's following behind her. "Oh, and if you don't show up, I know where you will be." With that she walked out of the room, leaving behind the very confused people.