Chapter 5: Have We Met Before?
The next morning, Jane woke up at what she thought was 7 o'clock. She got her uniform on and went down to the Great Hall where there was breakfast. She had some pancakes with scrambled eggs and milk to drink. While she ate, Hermione had come to sit down across from her.
"Good morning, Jane."
"Good morning Hermione. How did you sleep?" Jane asked.
"I slept pretty well. What about you? It was your first night sleeping here, so it must have been a little hard for you."
"I actually slept really well for my first time being here," answered Jane.
"Well, that's good."
"Yes it is," agreed Jane. Just then two boys came walking into the Great Hall. They both are wearing Gryffindor uniforms. One of them had ginger hair, which Jane knew that he must be a Weasley. The other boy had short black hair that looked untidy. He had round glasses on that look like are made from wires, but they aren't. Jane watched as the two boys came and sat down next to Hermione. The black-haired boy sat next to Hermione and the ginger-haired boy sat next to her!
"Good morning Hermione!" said the black-haired boy.
"Morning Harry," she answered back. There was silence as the two boys settled in and grabbed some food. Jane kept on eating her pancakes and scrambled eggs in silence. Hermione soon noticed that she hadn't introduced Jane to her friends, so she said, "Harry, Ron." They both looked up at Hermione. "This is Jane. This is her first year here." Harry and Ron both nodded at Jane and went back to eating. Hermione looked at Jane's expression and then back at the Harry and Ron.
"Aren't you going to say something to her, oh, like hi?" asked Hermione irritated. The two boys looked up at Jane and in unison said, "Hi." But then went back to eating their breakfast.
"Boy, you guys seem hungry," Jane, pointed out.
"Yeah, I guess they are," agreed Hermione.
"We are hungry, Hermione," confirmed Harry. "We never got to eat yesterday night because we arrived late last night."
"Then how did you get here since you say that you arrived late last night," asked Jane.
"We got here by riding a fl . . ." began Ron, but Harry stepped on his foot.
"Ow!" yelped Ron.
"We got here by way of help from the Weasley family. Isn't that right Ron?" Harry questioned with a hint in his eye to tell Ron that he should agree with him.
"Yes, that's right," answered Ron.
"Okay . . ." said Jane with suspicion rising in her voice.
"Um, anyway, welcome to Hogwarts, Jane," Harry said trying to change the subject.
"Thanks," smiled Jane.
"You're welcome," he answered back. "So, um, what house are you in and may I ask, have we met before?" he questioned. Jane looked at him like he was crazy; but then again, there was something about Harry that made Jane ask the same question.
"I am in the house of Gryffindor and I don't believe we have met before, though I actually was pondering over whether to ask you the same question."
"Really?" asked Harry surprised.
"Yes, really." Jane looked Harry up and down and then looked Harry straight in the eyes. That was when her eyes went wide. Harry then saw Jane's expression change and asked, "Is there something wrong with my face?"
"Oh no, no. It's just that. Um well."
"What?" Harry persisted.
"Well, um. I'm not sure if I should say."
"You can say. We won't tell anyone," promised Hermione. Jane looked at Hermione and she nodded. Jane sighed.
"Alright. Your hair and eyes remind me of my parents," said Jane.
"Your parents?" Harry asked surprised.
"Yes, my parents," Jane admitted.
"Okay," began Ron. "Now that that is out of the way, we better get to class or else we will be late." Ron got up and started to walk away, but he soon noticed that no one was following him; they were all still sitting down.
"Come on guys. We will be late," he persisted.
"You aren't usually saying that we should get moving to our next class, Ron," said Hermione.
"I know that Hermione, but it's just that. Oh, never mind," he snarled as he sat down again. There was silence as Jane and Harry kept on looking at each other as others around them started to walk out of the Great Hall to their classes.
"We should get going." This time it was Hermione that had said that they should get going.
"Hold on. Before we go, what is your last name, Jane?" Harry asked.
"My last name is Potter," she answered. Once Jane had said her last name, it's like everything froze, even time. Harry's eye went wide and Ron's mouth dropped open, which reminded Jane of when she first saw Diagon Alley for the first time. After what seemed forever, Harry finally took a deep breath while Ron's mouth was still open.
"Ron, close your mouth," commanded Hermione.
"Oh my fault, it's just that. Is that really your last name?" Ron asked Jane.
"Yes, it is my last name," confirmed Jane. Ron's mouth dropped open again.
"Ron!" Hermione shouted.
"What?" he asked irritated. Hermione just looked at him with a stern look and returned to the situation at hand.
"Harry, we should get going," said Hermione.
"Hold on," Harry said like there was something wrong. "Are we related in some way?"
"We might be," said Jane
"Now that would creepy," commented Ron.
"Oh, gee thanks, Ron," snorted Harry.
"What? I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."
"I know, you don't mean to," said Harry.
"Okay, so if you were related how would you be?" asked Hermione.
"I don't know, Hermione," said Harry.
"What if we are cousins?" questioned Jane.
"Could be. But hold on, how old are you?" asked Harry to Jane.
"I am 12," she answered.
"Me too," said Harry. "When is your birthday?" he asked.
"July 31st," answered Jane.
"Same as mine," Harry agreed.
"Wow. This is totally getting weird," commented Ron.
"It is getting weird," said Hermione.
"Really weird," agreed Jane.
"I think we should go ask someone to tell us if we are really related," said Harry.
"I think we should too," agreed Ron.
"Then who should go talk to?" asked Jane.
"I say we go talk to Professor Dumbledore," Hermione answered.
AN: I don't own Harry Potter. The only characters I own are Jane, Sarah, and any other characters that I made up. (Last edited 3/7/17)