dislcaimer: jen's my evil little creation, everyone else (that isn't related to her) is jkr's
Jen woke up feeling a little groggy, which she wasn't used to. Usually she stayed up until ten or eleven and then woke up at five feeling completely refreshed. She looked over at her clock and saw that it was 6:30. Normally it would have bothered her that she stayed in bed an hour and half longer than she usually did, but she had stayed up until 1:00 unpacking everything. She could have asked her parents for help and it would hardly have taken any time at all, but she liked the idea of doing her own work. Soon she were going to be out of school and on her own and she intended to take every opportunity to be independent until then. She got dressed in her favorite, slightly worn, pair of tennis shoes, some loose-fitting jeans, and a light blue T-shirt with midnight blue sleeves. The T-shirt had 'F&W' written across it, which was the abbreviated name of her old school. She then went over to her dresser. On it were two important things: her pocketknife, and her jewelry box. She put the knife in her front jean pocket and opened the jewelry box. The top compartment contained her necklaces, most of which were very similar to one another. They were different colors, but they were made the same way. She chose one of these that had sapphires and opal on it. It was pre-connected, so supposedly she was going to place it over her head. Instead, she wound it around her wrist. Jen had already made sure it wasn't going to tangle up, so if she pulled at it the right way it would come right off. She looked in the mirror that she had hung up over her dresser and used the brush and claw-clip that she had retrieved from the nightstand next to her bed to put her hair up. Her hair was medium-longish, going down to where her shoulder blades stopped. Even though from a distance both the streaks in her hair and the tips of it looked simply brown, if anyone got a good look at them, they would notice a slight bluish tint. That, along with the fact that it would get in her way otherwise, was the reason she almost always wore her hair up. Her oddities, of which there were many, were her own business and she had soon gotten sick of all the looks she received for her hair color. She found her watch and put it on as she went downstairs and out the door.
Harry woke up early, but felt unable to go back to sleep. Looking over at his clock, he saw that it was 6:45. He groaned and then rolled over, pulling the covers over his head. After a few minutes, he got up and put some reasonably clean clothes on. He looked over at the window as a snowy white owl flew inside the room. From the dead frog in her mouth, he guessed she'd been out hunting. He then started looking for his watch, only to realize that he had forgotten to take it off last night. He had the feeling that he'd dreamed something, but he couldn't remember what it was. However, he had the vague impression that it was something about Jen. Ever since he had gone back inside, he'd been trying to figure out something her. They had never seen each other before, but she seemed to know so much about him while he knew nothing about her. The only thing keeping him from thinking that she was a witch was that she seemed so comfortable, both in the muggle world and around him. Maybe she just isn't from around here he thought. That would explain her being comfortable around him, and if her parents were muggles it would explain her feeling comfortable in a muggle neighborhood. Then how does she know so much about me? He was still thinking about all this as he absentmindedly went out of his room, down the stairs, and out the door. As he looked up the sidewalk, he saw a girl walking down the street towards the park that was about a block away. Jen. He felt the same strange attraction he had felt the night before returning. Maybe she's part veela or something. He had to figure out more about her, and the best way to do that was to talk to her. He ran up behind her and put a hand on her shoulder to get her attention. A split second later, he was a little off balance, with a cord around his neck that was near choking him. This can't be good…
AN:I know it's short, but I hope you all like it anyway.