Disclaimer:
I own only Jazz, if you steal her you will be punished. I do not own the HPU. I am making no monetary gain from writing.
A/N:
I write for ma and only me.
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Chapter One
"Jasmine get up it is time for school," came a woman's voice. "Yeah, yeah," said Jasmine said with a croak. Jasmine got up and went to her shower, stripped, and jumped in. When she got out she got dressed, grabbed her backpack, grabbed a pop tart, and ran out the door to wait on the school bus. When she came to a stop at the stop, she ate her breakfast that she had grabbed on her way out. "Hey Jazz, what's up," said a guy who came walking up the road. "Nothing Tip, wuz up with you," said Jazz. "Nothing, wanna a smoke," said Tip. "No, you know I don't smoke," Jazz said. "More like your foster parents got you whipped," said Tip. "Yeah whipped is about right, the bitch beat my ass like I stole her crack pipe last night," said Jazz. "I don't see why you put up with it," said Tip. "Last time I talked I got sent to the crazy house," said Jazz with a grimace of disgust. "Yeah heard about that, us kids have started talking," said Tip. "Yeah, what's the word," said Jazz. "There's a meeting tonight. Jamie talked some since into us the other night, said we have to do this legit if we want to get something done," said Tip. "So what are y'all planning," Jazz said. "Jamie is talking some legal avenues, talked about bringing a suit into the meeting," Tip said. "You know what I ain't even gonna stunt it, I done been through so many foster homes it don't make sense no more" said Jazz with a shake of her head.
"Today in class we are going to be studying World History," Mr. Barnes began his usual drone. His voice was enough to put to sleep even the most dedicated student, which Jazz was not. School was easy for her, she got A's without trying. She never paid attention in class, as a matter of fact she could often be found drawing or writing instead of taking notes or studying. Her teachers' never seemed to mind as long as she got her work done. Jazz was drifting off into daydream mode, instead of listening to Mr. Barnes.
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Jazz saw her self on an island there was a tropical forest around her. She started walking, leaving the beach where she stood and heading into the forest. She felt a pull to continue walking even though there was no path to guide the way. After what seemed like an hour she came to a clearing. In the clearing there stood a castle it reminded her of pictures she saw of castles in Europe, but this one was bigger(http/web. like this castle only much bigger).
Jazz walked up the steps to the doors and knocked. There was no answer and so she knocked again. Still there was no answer, so she opened the door and had a peak inside. There were children her age, older, and younger going here, there, back, and forth through the hall she saw. She called a hello out to them but the didn't seem to notice her, so she wondered in. "Hello, can you tell me where I am," she called out. Suddenly a girl a few years older than her noticed her. "What are you doing here," the girl asked her. A boy turned to look at the girl. "Zach go get the Headmistress," said the girl to the boy. "Yes," he said and raced off. "What is our name," the girl asked. "Jasmine Diaz," the girl said. "You are American," the girl said upon hearing Jazz speak. "Yes," said Jazz. "Do you go to Salem Academy, Atlanta's Regal, Alamo's Cultured, or Juneau," the girl asked Jazz. "What are you talking about I go to public high school," was Jazz's confused reply. At that moment the boy came rushing back with a young woman in tow. "What is the problem Rachael," asked the woman. "There is a girl here named Jasmine Diaz, from America, and she does not attend one of the magical schools," said the girl named Rachael. "I think I have to go back now. There is a pull to go back," said Jazz. "Oh no, she is fading out. What state are you in," said Rachael. "Georgia," said Jazz right before she got brought back to reality.
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"That will be all for today, for homework take one of these sheets," said Mr. Barnes, just before the bell rang. "Thank god lunch period," said Jazz. Jazz walked to
her locker, stashed her books, and headed to the cafeteria. "Jazz," called Tip. "What's up," she said. "Heard you were spaced out in Barnes history class again," Tip said. "Like that is unusual," said Jazz. "Nah, that ain't but someone said you were muttering to yourself," Tip said with a grin. "Ha ha," Jazz said with a load of sarcasm mixed in. "You coming to the meeting," Tip asked. "Unless something comes up," said Jazz. Jazz grabbed a sub sandwich paid for it and went outside to the woods to eat her lunch. She didn't want to be disturbed by the idiots who went to her school and if you didn't mind the occasional couple fucking then the woods were a good spot.
Jazz sat down under a tall pine tree and had her sandwich. While eating she concentrated on the woods around her. Their beauty never was lost on her. As she finished her lunch she packed up her trash and headed back to school. As she came out of the clearing of woods she could hear a voice over the intercom. "May I have your attention please, would Jasmine Diaz please come to the front office,would Jasmine Diaz please come to the front office?" Jazz headed to the front office. When she arrived she said, "I am Jasmine, someone called me?" "Yes your caseworker is here to check you out," said the woman at the front desk, she pointed to the short mouse of a woman standing against the wall. Jazz walked over to the woman, "Mrs. Jenkins," she said. "Go get your stuff from your locker and come with me there are some people waiting on you in my office," said Mrs. Jenkins. Jazz grabbed her books and backpack from her locker and followed Mrs. Jenkins to her car.
The ride to Mrs. Jenkins office was quiet and uneventful. When the two finally arrived in Mrs. Jenkins office they were met by two people. One was an old man who seemed as if he had seen more than a hundred years. The other was a woman who had been in Jazz's daydream, as realization dawned on her, her eyes went wider for only a moment if you weren't watching you would have missed it. The woman was watching so she didn't miss it, but then again so was the old man. "Lemon drop, anyone," the old man said. "No thank you," said Mrs. Jenkins. "No thank you," said the woman stiffly. "No thanks," I said having a strange feeling there was something in the lemon drops. "Jasmine the reason you are here is because these two boarding schools would like to take you in. They have seen your exceptional scores and they know how smart you are. The decision is up to you as to which you will choose. I will leave the three of you in here to talk for a little while," said Mrs. Jenkins, who then left the office. "We are boarding schools to an extent, but we are more than that. We are magic schools," said the old man who pulled out a letter and gave it to Jazz. The woman did the same. She opened them and read them.
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Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Diaz,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted
to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please
find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await you owl by no
later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGongagall
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
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International School of Mages
Headmistress: Joan Parkinson
Dear Ms. Diaz,
Due to you unorthodox appearance it has been brought
to our attention that you are a mage. Due to the suppressing of
your magics you were not identified until now. We open our
doors to you for your learning. There is no other mage school
on this planet, however if you find that our school is not to your
liking then we may be able to arrange for you to apprentice with
a certified High Mage or above in ranking. If you so choose our
school term is year round and you will be leaving as soon as we
collect your things and finish your paper work.
Sincerely,
Joan Parkinson
Joan Parkinson
Headmistress
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"Headmistress what does being a mage mean that is different from being a witch.," Jazz asked the stern woman. "For starters, more power," said Joan. "I am sorry Headmaster but I believe that I am meant to go with the Headmistress due to an experience I had earlier today," Jazz told the old man. "Ahh, that is no problem, perhaps one day we can meet again," said the old man who then disappeared. "Well, guess we can tell my caseworker and get this show on the road," said Jazz. "I believe you are correct," said the Headmistress.
The Headmistress made sure that all the paper work was taken care of and that Mrs. Jenkins was thoroughly convinced Jazz was going to be alright. As soon as the Headmistress Parkinson and Jazz had left the Department of Family and Children Services building they walked around the corner, held hands, and they disappeared. When the two reappeared they were standing in the hall that Jazz had been in only hours earlier.
"Your things will be retrieved later today, for now we are going to go to my office," said the Headmistress. Jazz followed the Headmistress to her office. The Headmistress' office had bookshelves lining 2 of 4 walls. The two doors that didn't have bookshelves had doors instead. There was a wide desk that had a seat for the Headmistress and two seats for guests. The Headmistress took her seat and Jazz took a seat across the desk from her. "Ms. Diaz we are going to need you to go to our bank to see about any inheritances you may be able to claim. If you do not have any then your school things can be paid for by your caseworker and during the summer you can get a job to earn money, if you have no inheritances," said the Headmistress. The Headmistress picked up a mirror off her desk. "Deputy Headmistress," said the Headmistress into the mirror. Not that Jazz could see, but a face of a woman has appeared in the mirror. "Yes Headmistress," said the Deputy. "Would you have Rachael come to my office now, I am excusing her from her classes for the rest of the day," said the Headmistress. "Yes, Headmistress," said the Deputy. The face disappeared and the Headmistress set the mirror back down.
There was a knock on the door signaling someone's arrival. "Come in," said the Headmistress. "Headmistress, Professor Hutts said you wanted to see me," said the person who entered, it was Rachael. "Yes I need you to take Ms. Diaz to Gringott's," said the Headmistress, gesturing to Jazz. "Oh, you made it. Yes Headmistress I will take her. What about her school supplies," Rachael asked. "We won't know until she is tested," said the Headmistress. "Very well, may we be excused," asked Rachael. "Yes, Ms. Diaz, Rachael will take good care of you," said the Headmistress as the two girls headed out of the office.
"So we are going to go to the other part of the island where most of the mage's live," said Tracheal. "Do any witches or wizards live on the island," Jazz asked. "No only mages, witches and wizards aren't accepted onto the island most mage's view them as way too weak. We accept other magical races so you'll see some races that you wouldn't normally see in the wizarding world. We have a few of the ancient dragon race, a few of the ancient elven race, some run of the mill house elves, a herd of centaurs, goblins of course to run the bank, and there are plenty of wild magical animals running around. Since mage's bond with magical animals you will see a quiet a few running or flying around. If one comes to you and seems to not want to leave chances are it's your animal familiar," said Rachael as they walked. "So being a mage do I get a staff like Merlin or something," Jazz asked not seeing Rachael with one. "When you begin taking practical classes then you will need to get one, we can't use them outside school or home until we start our apprenticeship. The Headmistress forbids us to use them outside of class with the exception of practicing and homework, however she never allows their use in the halls," said Rachael seriously.
"Well here we are," said Rachael as they came to a stop in front of a white marble building with a plaque reading Gringott's Bank. They went in and went to the goblin's. "Excuse me sir," said Rachael kindly. "Yes mage young-ling," said the goblin who looked up from his work. "My fellow mage in training needs to enquire about any inheritances that she may have," said Rachael. "Follow me please," said the goblin. "Yes, sir," said Rachael. "Thank you sir," said Jazz. "You are welcome mage young-ling," said the goblin with a grin. The goblin led them to another goblin's office. "How may I help you ," said the goblin they were led to. "Inheritance enquire," said the goblin who had brought them. "Ahh thank you," the goblin with the name plaque on his desk, that read Rocksmash, said. "Which one of you are here to enquire," Rocksmash asked. "I am sir," said Jazz. The goblin closed his eyes for a moment and then a piece of parchment appeared. The goblin opened his desk and pulled out a small silver knife. "Cut your finger with this and let a drop of blood fall onto the piece of parchment," said Rocksmash as he handed her the small knife and the piece of parchment. Jazz cut her finger and let a drop of blood fall onto the parchment, and then she slid both the knife and the parchment back to the goblin. The goblin waved his hand over the piece of parchment and it flared with gold light around it. When the light disappeared the goblin read the piece of parchment. "It's about damn time," the goblin said breaking all pretenses of proper decorum. "What are you talking about," Jazz said with worry. "Ronin Lesia Troubadour, that is your real name," said the goblin. "I don't know what you are talking about. I am a orphan my parents died," said Jazz. "I will be right back," said the goblin who then proceeded to leave the office.
When he came back he was followed in by the Headmistress and a rather stern looking middle aged man. "Now are you going to tell us why you dragged us here Rocksmash, you know the council was in a meeting," said the man. "This girl is Ronin Lesia Troubadour," said Rocksmash. "No she is not, Ronin is dead," said the man. "No this is Ronin, her blood does not lie to goblin magic," said Rocksmash. The man picked the piece of paper up from the goblin's desk and read it. "Get the ring, it will know the truth," said the man. The goblin put one hand on the parchment and one on his desk and after a brief glow of gold light two rings appeared. One ring was in a black platinum with a black onyx dragon as it's crest and the other was silver with a emerald snake as it's crest and a unicorn horn on each side of the band pointing to meet the snake. "Child come and put on the rings," said the goblin kindly to Jazz. Jazz got up from her seat and took the rings and place one on each of her index fingers. Suddenly she remembered, who she was, why she was, and her life made sense.
"What I lost I now summon, what was mine I now reclaim, those who were with me will come once again, by my power and strength so mote it be," said Jazz, with the knowledge she had. She suddenly had a staff in her hand, one that was taller than she, and a blue phoenix was perched on her shoulder, a black phoenix sat on Rocksmash's desk, a blood red one was circling the room, and three baby Horntail dragons were playing on the ground (one black, one blue, and one red). "Staun tell the council I am back, I made things this way so that I could help the Potter boy. Things never do go as planned, I was supposed to be raised by a lovely British couple but instead they died here in America," said Jazz (aka Ronin). The six animals all clamored over to Ronin.
"Are you truly back," they demanded. "Yes, mum is back," said Ronin. "Shiva, Onyx, Ruby Flame, have you kept an eye on the children like I asked," Ronin asked. "Asked, more like demanded," was Onyx's reply. "You know no harm has come to them while you were gone," said Shiva.
"Headmistress Parkinson I would like to thank you for helping me find my way back to magic. Have you retrieved my things from where I was living," Ronin asked. "No I haven't," was the startled Headmistress' reply. "Have no worries then, I will get them," said Ronin. "Rocksmash, have the goblins been watching my assets as I asked," Ronin inquired. "Yes, they have more than grown to 1500 percent of what they were," said the goblin. "Excellent, I knew your kind would not fail me. Rachael thank you for helping me," Ronin said. "Your welcome," said the girl. "Rocksmash may I borrow a piece of parchment and a quill please," said Ronin. "Yes," said the goblin who then made both appear. Ronin wrote a letter and then pressed both of her rings to the parchment. "Flame, I need you to take this letter to Albus Dumbledore," said Ronin Ruby Flame nodded his head, took the letter in his beak, and disappeared in flames. "Staun you are back already," said Ronin noticing that Staun had come back in. "The council requests your presence in the meeting they are having at this moment," said Staun. "Very well," said Ronin with a sigh. "I thank you all and bid you a good day," said Ronin who then tapped her staff against a leather strip that was on the side of the robe that had appeared along with everything else. The leather strip turned into a pouch that her baby dragons climbed into after a little fussing. The two remaining phoenix perched on each of her shoulders. "Take us to the cave of the council," she said and firmly hit her staff down on the ground, with that she disappeared with her familiars.