Notes: This is the second book in the series I'm writing so if you haven't read "The Wrong Train", then it may not make a huge amount of sense! But basiaclly the summary of "The Wrong Train" would be... "Jordan Quinn, a muggle somehow stumbles onto platform Nine and three quarters and after much confusion ends up on the Hogwarts express...then Hogwarts, where she meets and befriends Harry, Ron and Hermione. It's not a very long story, just my way of introducing a new character into the wizarding world)
Discalimer : I do not own any of the characters this story (Except Jordan) No Copyright Infringement Intended :)
So this is what happens next!
"Jordan Quinn was, at first glance, a perfectly normal teenager. She went to school, watched television and listened to music, like most other girls her age. Only what most people didn't know is that she was hiding a secret, an almost unbelievable secret that had started in September with a mix up at the train station and ended in an enchanting adventure. It was the reason that owls were frequent visitors to her house, the reason she spent half her time writing letters and the reason that even at fifteen years of age, she still believed in magic"
Jordan Quinn slowly opened her eyes and gazed up at the ceiling, her mind still hazy from sleep. The room around her was dark, but a determined sunbeam had crept in through a crack in her heavy curtains and was dancing away on the wall beside her, quite uninvited. For a moment she just lay there, silently contemplating whether or not to go back to sleep, when through the drowsy cobwebs clouding her mind, a thought occurred.
"It's today!" she shrieked, now finding herself sitting bolt upright, very much awake.
A moment later she was on her feet, flinging the curtains open to survey the world outside, not even flinching from the light as it flooded into the room. It looked cold out there, a thin layer of frost covering everything making it seem to glitter in the cool December sunshine.
"It's today!" she said again as she crossed the room over to the calendar pinned to her wall
But her excitement wasn't because of Christmas day, for that had been and gone, and the 25th had a large red cross through it to mark it's passing. As did the 26th, Boxing Day was over too .The 27th had gone too, a day that felt to Jordan, like it had dragged on forever. She'd spent all her time eating the leftover goodies from Christmas day and wishing that the time would pass more quickly so that soon it would be tomorrow. The 28th, not a special day to most people, the day after, the day after, the day, after Christmas, but Jordan smiled as her eyes passed over it, for written on the calendar for that day in big red letters, was just one word... "Harry"
Still fizzing with excitement she began to get ready, having a quick wash before climbing into the clothes she had picked out the night before. She brushed her hair and tied it up neatly, before deciding to wear it loose, taking it out and brushing it once again. Then made her way down the stairs to find the rest of her family were already up and about.
Her step-dad Steve was perched on the sofa engrossed in the morning paper, he looked up briefly to smile at her, then went back to reading once again. Her mum was watching television while munching on a piece of toast and her younger brother and sister, Ryan and Rhianna were sitting on the windowsill, gazing intently at the sky outside.
"They seem to have got it into their heads that Harry will be flying here on a broomstick!" her mum explained, smiling a little.
"Or a bike!" Ryan added, not shifting his gaze at all.
"Wonder where they could have got that idea!" Jordan sniggered sarcastically and sat herself down on the chair.
"So how is he getting here?" Steve asked, looking up from his paper once again.
"Well he didn't say exactly!" Jordan said, suddenly feeling a little apprehensive "he just said he'd be here at midday!"
"So he could be flying then!" her mother joked " How would I explain that to the neighbours?"
Jordan grimaced to herself, in all her letters to Harry it had never occurred to her to ask how he was getting here. In her world it was usually taken for granted that you travelled by car... She wondered silently if Mr Weasley could drive a car... at least one that travelled along the ground anyway.
"I made you a cup of tea about half an hour ago, I expect it's a bit cold now!" her mum continued.
"It was shivering when I went in there!" Steve chuckled.
Jordan glanced over at the clock and was disappointed to see that it was only ten o'clock, if she was this nervous now, what was she going to be like in two hours time? She had been looking forward to this day for so long, that now that it was actually here, she could hardly believe it. She had missed Harry terribly and though he was constantly sending her letters, full of all the goings on at Hogwarts, it wasn't the same as having him face to face. All she'd wanted to do was tell her friends all about him, but she had promised to tell nobody about her adventures at Hogwarts last September and she'd kept her word, fearful if she didn't that the ministry would have a change of heart about wiping her memory.
"The hand won't move any faster if you stare at the clock y'know!" her mum joked.
"What?" Jordan asked, snatching her eyes away innocently.
"You've been staring at the clock for over an hour!"
"I've been reading this actually!" Jordan added defensively, turning the page of a magazine she had on her lap, having not read a word of it her mum just nodded, a sly smile on her face
"Oh when's he coming?" Ryan moaned, still perched on the windowsill, Rhianna had since lost interest and was now sitting in front of the television, glued to some festive film or another "hey Jordan, there's another one of those owls flying this way"
"Course there is!" she said bitingly.
"No honest... it's that nice white one!"
At these words Jordan leapt to her feet and skipped over to the window, just in time to see Hedwig land on the ledge outside.
"Let her in, let her in!" she ordered.
"Alright, alright!" he grumbled as he pushed the window open. Hedwig immediately hopped in, onto the windowsill, a small package and letter attached to her leg.
"He's not coming is he?" Jordan muttered to herself, her heart sinking and tears filling her eyes.
"Don't jump to conclusions... Read the letter!" her mum instructed.
Jordan sighed as she leaned over an untied the package from the owls' leg, then took a deep breath as she slowly tore open the envelope, very aware that everyone in the room was now watching her. She reached inside and pulled out a piece of paper, along with another, slightly smaller envelope. She looked at it curiously then read the words that had been scrawled across it.
Do not open this till you have read the letter
"Ok!" she mumbled and unfolded the letter, taking another deep breath before reading to contents.
"Dear Jordan,
There was a bit of a problem with transport".
Jordan's heart sank even more.
"But don't worry, we came up with a solution... However, it involves you coming to us rather than us coming to you!"
Her disappointment turned to confusion.
"The parcel included is for your brother and sister. You said that they were excited I was coming and I didn't want them to be disappointed, this should take their minds off it! (Oh and don't worry the effects only last a couple ofhours)"
She regarded the parcel for a moment then held it out to Ryan.
"This is for you and Rhia apparently!" She informed him as he snatched it from her grasp and immediately began to tear off the brown paper that covered it. She then continued to read.
Apologise to your parents for me for the sudden change of plan, I hope they don't mind too much.
Right now, about the other envelope. You should say your goodbyes before you open it. DO NOT TOUCH WHAT'S INSIDE UNTIL EXACTLY TWELVE O'CLOCK! Make sure you are touching your bag too, or it'll get left behind
Harry xx"Well?" her mum asked expectantly, just as Jordan finished reading "Is he coming or not?"
"I really don't know" she shrugged, handing her the letter "See if you can make any sense of it, cause I can't"
Ryan and Rhianna were both examining two large packets they had taken from inside the parcel.
"They're sweets... I think!" Ryan announced "they must be new I've never heard of them before... "
"Well that makes no sense at all!" Jordan's mum concluded' handing the letter back to her!"
"Tell me about it!" she sighed, beginning to examine it once again, hoping this time it might be easier to understand.
"LOOK AT ME!" Rhia screeched, breaking her concentration almost immediately, she looked up and felt her breath catch in her throat as she found her little sister was now hovering a few inches off the ground, grinning from ear to ear "I'm flying, Well sort of!"
At this revelation, Ryan put three of the sweets in his mouth, before either of his parents could try and stop him. Almost immediately he too lifted off from the ground, floating almost twice as high as Rhianna.
"Not fair!" She complained, scoffing two more quickly, rising up to the same level and sticking her now blue tongue out at him.
For a moment Jordan's parents stood, completely stunned by what was unfolding around them, their mouths wide open as they watched two of their children bob around the lounge as if walking on the moon.
"Dad... Do you want one?" Ryan asked.
"No" he replied, striding over to them "... I want five!"
As he too began to float Jordan caught sight of the clock and realised midday was only minutes away.
"Mum... It's almost time!" she croaked.
"Time flies!" her mum chuckled "And so does your family it seems".
She gave her daughter a big hug.
"You'll have to peel them off the ceiling!" Jordan chuckled, nervous at how close to twelve it was getting, and still without a clue of what was going to happen.
"You're joking aren't you, I'm going to join them in a minute" She joked, also trying to hide her nervousness "You will send me a text message to let me know you're Ok"
"Course Jordan reassured her "if not I'' send you an owl eh!"
"It's almost time, you better open it!"
Jordan reached over and grasped hold of her coat, putting it on before grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder as instructed in Harry's letter. Then cautiously she opened up the second envelope and peered inside; to find what looked like a small twig sitting inside.
"Have a good time Jord" Steve called, clearly unable to get down now that he was up "be good!"
"I will!" Jordan smiled, looking at the clock once again, to find only ten seconds to go.
"Have a great time!" her mum said, hugging her once again, squeezing her tightly.
Nine... Eight... Seven...
"I'll see you in a week!" Jordan assured her as she stepped away.
Six...Five... Four...
Jordan took one last look round at her family, hovering around in thin air.
Three... Two...One.
She thrust her hand into the envelope, brushing her fingers against the twig and suddenly there was no living room anymore, in fact there was nothing, not even the ground beneath her feet. It felt as though she was moving very quickly, the wind rushing against her face, tossing her carefully brushed hair in all directions. She didn't know whether to feel afraid or exhilarated and didn't really have the time to decide because as suddenly as it had begun, it ended.
She found herself tumbling to a grassy floor that until a second ago had not been there and for a moment just sort of lay there trying to catch her breath, her mind much too jumbled to make too much sense of what had just happened.
"I remember the first time I travelled by Port key!" A familiar voice muttered from close by.
Jordan's heart skipped a beat and she looked up sheepishly to find Harry standing over her.
"You could've warned me!" She objected weakly.
"I could!" he smiled mischievously "But where's the fun in that?"