Chapter Nine

Harry Potter

Desirée left Madam Pomfrey's care two days later with no recollection of what had happened. The only thing anyone would tell her was that she helped win the game for Gryffindor.

The next day at breakfast Jenna got an answer from her mother.

Dear Love,

I'm glad you've finally written to me and I'm glad that you've made such good friends. I think it's a wonderful idea for you to spend time with them and I'm honored that the Weasley's want to include me in their holidays, but I don't think I should go. I'll let you go home with your friends, but I'll be picking you up from their house Christmas afternoon.

Please don't pout about this. I'm your mother and I deserve to spend a little time with you. Have a Happy Christmas. I love you and I'll see you in a few weeks.

Love always,

Your Mother

"What did she say?" Rhea asked.

"She said I could go, but she's picking me up from your house on Christmas."

"Still, she said you could go!" Rhea lunged at her friend and gave her a big hug.

(Stupid line isn't working)

December came upon the castle quicker than you can say 'snow'. Jenna woke up on the twentieth of December and stared at the winter wonderland outside her window. Where she lived, Jenna never saw the snow this white. It had always ended up yellow and brown 20 minutes after it fell into London's dingy streets. Here at Hogwarts, it was pure white and untouched. The world was covered in a fluffy blanket. A strip of pink light told her that it was just past dawn.

Without waking her roommates, Jenna quietly changed into something suitable for snow and crept out into the common room and then into the corridor. All through the castle, not a creature stirred. Only her footsteps broke the echoing silence.

She reached the front door and threw it open to greet the morning with a wide smile. Jenna let out a scream of joy as she flopped into the snow and began making a snow angel. She finished and hoisted herself off the ground, looked at her creation, and frowned. There were two handprints right at the bottom of the wings.

"Don't you know you need two people to make an angel?" Jenna turned her head at the voice. "Why?"

"Well, you need one person to make the angel and then one person to help the first up so you don't get handprints on them."

"I'll keep that in mind, Mr." Jenna replied to the stranger.

"Mr.? Please, just call me Harry. Harry Potter." Jenna smiled up at the man. He had messy black hair that almost hid his eyes from view, but she could still tell they were bright green.

"Hi. I'm Jenna."

"Hi, Jenna. What are you doing up so early anyways?" Jenna looked down at her angel.

"I just saw the snow, and well, I live in London, so the snow is never this beautiful."

"That makes perfect sense, Jenna. But I suggest you go back inside before you catch a cold." Jenna stared at this stranger, at this Harry Potter. He looked familiar. She couldn't place him though.

"Yeah, okay." She followed him into the castle and to the Great Hall. Inside it was warm and inviting. By now, it was around eight and a lot of the students were up and eating steaming bowls of porridge. Harry left her at the door and walked down the corridor. Jenna sat at the Gryffindor table and was greeted a few minutes later by a pink cheeked Addy and a sleepy eyed Rhea.

"Eight o' clock on a Saturday. You people are bonkers." Addy rolled her eyes at her sister. "There's snow, Rhea. I thought you loved the snow."

"I love the snow after 11:00. Before that, I don't care if hell freezes over."

"Hmpf. Have you at least packed, Rhea? We are leaving at eleven, you know."

"Yeah, yeah."

Jenna put down her fork. "You know, I met the strangest man tod—"

The muffled conversation was broken by a loud screech at the teacher's table. Everyone's head turned towards the sound and saw Professor Weasley rise from her chair and run towards the tall man who had just walked in the door. Headmaster McGonagall was walking behind him with a letter in her hands. The man picked Professor Granger up and spun her around in circles before putting her down and kissing her on the cheek.

He turned towards the Gryffindor table and Jenna saw his face. It was Harry Potter. Rhea and Addy leapt from their seats and ran towards Harry. He lifted them up at the same time and twirled them around as he had done with their mother. When he set them down, he gave them each a kiss on their forehead and sent them back to the table where they were received with questioning looks.

"He's our godfather, "explained Addy promptly to half the Gryffindor table and a few curious Ravenclaws sitting behind them.

Jenna, who had been staring at Harry the whole time, finally tore her eyes away from the tall stranger and placed them on the red haired twins.

"That's the man I met in the snow. Harry Potter. He's your godfather?" The twins nodded.

"He's spending Christmas with us, so you'll get to meet him better then," Rhea added.

Jenna nodded at this, and the three girls finished their breakfast quickly and headed back up to the dormitory.

(Stupid line that isn't WORKING!!!)

"LOOK AT THIS PLACE!" Addy's screams were heard all the way into the corridor. Robes, books, and pieces of parchment littered the floor. More clothing was scattered on two of the beds and an empty trunk sat on a third.

Geez, Addy. You don't have to be so over-dramatic. I'm packing right now." Rhea said this as she picked up a robed and haphazardly tossed it into the trunk. On top of that went Beginning Transfiguration and 1000 Magical Herbs and Fungi.

"You pack horribly," exclaimed Addy.

"At least I'm packing."

Twenty minutes later Rhea, Addy, and Jenna were dragging their trunks down the stairs and into the common room.

"This is too heavy. I'm not carrying this all the way down to Mum's office."

"Rhea, we're not carrying these all the way down there."

"We're not?"

Addy rolled her eyes and reached into her robes, pulling out her wand. She pointed it at the three trunks and cleared her throat.

"Locomotor trunks!"

The trunks rose into the air and hovered about a foot off the ground. Addy began to walk towards the portrait and all three trunks followed her. She stopped and so did the trunks.

"Are you two coming or am I going alone with all your things?"

Rhea and Jenna caught up.

"Addy, where'd you learn that?"

"Mum taught me last week. She thought it might come in handy."

"How come she didn't teach me?" Addy just shrugged her shoulders.

They reached the office of Professor Hermione Weasley and opened the door without knocking. Rhea still looking huffed that she wasn't taught the spell.

"Where have you three been? I've already sent Harry and Desirée along ten minutes ago!" Professor Weasley jumped off the trunk she was sitting on and put her hands on her hips. Addy looked at Rhea crossly.

"Rhea wasn't as packed as she led us to believe."

Hermione sighed. "Well, at least you're here now. Come on, everybody grab some flue powder."

All three Weasleys reached into a pot near a large fireplace and took out a handful of sparkling sand.

"Rhea, you go first, dear." Rhea threw her handful into the fireplace and acid green flames roared up. Rhea entered the flames and spoke loudly.

"The Burrow!" And then she vanished.

Jenna's eyes were as big as saucers. "Where did she go? What happened?"

Hermione and Addy looked at Jenna. "Well, I guess that means you've never traveled by flue powder."

"No, Professor."

"Then you can go now. Just take a handful of the flue powder, toss it into the fireplace and call out the destination of your choice. We're going to the Burrow."

Jenna sighed as she picked out a handful of powder and tossed it into the fireplace. Green flames once again shot up. She took a deep breath and stepped into the fire.

(DAMN YOU LINE!!!!!)

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