It's been a long time coming, this story, I mean in all honesty. It's a lil' complex but I know you'll like it if it comes out the way I envisioned it in my head.
So, this for you guys. For all you, potterheads out there who I thought I was obligated to, I have finally put this baby of mine onto paper.
I hope you enjoy reading it...
"If she could have anything in the world, he'd asked her, what would it be?
She'd answered that one without hesitation: a best friend. She hastily added, a truly, seriously best friend; one that I couldn't wait to talk to first thing in the morning as soon as I woke up, and one that I still wanted to be talking to, right up to the last minute before I went to sleep.
He'd smiled faintly. You mean a soul mate, he'd thought but not said."
~ Summary ~
JJ Davenport's a witch whose lived with this particular understanding her entire life.
"Yes, there are monsters which exist in the world that we live in, and it's okay to be afraid of them.
But it's not okay to let them win, and it's not okay to be one of them."
And now, this faith of hers has faltered due to a terrible tragedy hitting her and everyone in her life. Can life really be this black and white? Or should boundaries be stretched in order to fight the good fight? She does not know anymore. Add to this confusion and torn heart of hers, a change of home, a green eyed friend she had left behind, a fight with her one of her best mates and the knowledge that the man who was behind her broken childhood is once again alive, she will have to fight to keep her sanity alive. Fight to survive.
Will she be able to do it? Or will her demons drown her?
She will have to renew her friendship with her oldest friend, Harry Potter as they will be forced to fight Umbitch as well as terrifying Death Eaters during their anomalous fifth year at Hogwarts. Only together, can they survive. So will bonds broken be fixed again...or are some things never meant to be?
Wicked This Way
~ Prologue ~
Nine years ago..
The playground. Actually, sandbox if we're being specific.
That's where they met.
That's where two kids, a boy and girl who had no idea what they'd be in the future, met.
Two kids who had no idea how much fate had intertwined them.
With an ebony coloured pony tail, dressed in overalls with her sun-kissed skin and her shining honey tinged eyes, the girl looked about six years old.
The same age, as the scrawny messy raven haired, brilliant green eyed boy who had round rimmed worn out glasses and wore clothes that were too big for him, who was also currently being bullied by a bigger blonde boy who looked the same age as him but was twice his size.
It looked like the boy had tried to make a small castle kind of figure with the broken bucket of his, and then the walrus had trampled on it purposefully.
As the girl watched the boy being pushed and prodded by that fat blonde walrus, she felt anger spark.
"Haha.. Potty fell! Are you hurt Potter?" laughed the blonde one, his voice already perfectly resembling a jerk. Well, quite a jerk for a six or seven year old.
The boy didn't respond, she noted. Not at first, atleast.
"You gonna call mummy on me Potty? But mummy's gone isn't she? She left you 'cause she didn't like you" he further taunted the green eyed boy.
At this the boy snapped.
"Go away, Dudley! You're a donkey" he yelled.
"Donkey? I'll show you, you freak" the blonde turned red and was about to take a swing at him. The scrawny kid had shut his eyes tight behind those glasses of his, in a way saying 'get it over with, already'.
That's when she intervened.
She was quite tall for her age back then.
Harry was waiting for Dudley to hit him. He knew if he tried to hit him back, his aunt would make him go without food for the night. Better to get hit, then starve he had decided to himself, a while ago.
But the pain never came. Instead two small palms pushed the blonde boy away from him and a shriek erupted from the source's throat.
"Leave him alone, you pig".
Dudley was so shocked that someone had interrupted him. So shocked that, it was a girl that too.
"Go away. Now" she snapped, at him. Still standing protectively over his cousin.
He didn't know why. Maybe it was because of the way her anger shone through every muscle in her body.
Maybe, because she looked like she'd hit him. Or, maybe because he was still in utter shock.
He listened and he backed away, scampering off to the other end of the sand box.
Watching the walrus run away had been fun. She giggled internally at that thought.
She turned and her face softened at the sight of the scrawny boy.
Harry was shocked as well. He finally, recognised her as the new girl who had joined his play school a while back. He had thought she was nice.
But he had not expected that at all. No one stood up to his cousin. He was too big for the other kids to fight off.
"So, are you gonna get up or what?" Her teasing tone and her dark arched eyebrow snapped him out of his thoughts.
He turned a little red at that. He cleared his throat and said "Thank you. You didn't have to do that you know?"
"Oh, I know" she smiled as the corners of her mouth went up, and a small dimple on her cheek popped out.
"I'm Harry" he said shyly, stretching out his arm so that they could shake hands. He'd seen others make friends this way. Maybe, he could too he thought.
She giggled lightly and shook his hand back. She noticed he had a ragged lightning bolt scar on his forehead. She wondered how he got that.
"I'm Jemma. Call me JJ, though" she said, warmly.
"Why JJ?" He asked, curiosity getting the best of his six year old self.
"Because that's what my Mum calls me. And that's what she said, friends could call me" she said and winked cheekily at him.
He grinned widely at that.
Friends.
He liked that thought. His first friend.
And that is how, Harry Potter and Jemma Davenport, two beings with magic in their blood became friends.
This is how Harry made his first friend. This is how Jemma realised that she liked being called 'JJ' by Potter.
This is how they protected each other from the very beginning. Unknowingly, setting a series of events in the sands of time into motion in their future.
Hope you liked it... Let me know what you think.
-Mwth
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